As camp Marathon des Sables packs up for another year, both runners and volunteers are en route back to Ouarzazate.
For a showreel of the highs and lows and a slideshow finale of those special, finish-line-crossing moments, check back in a couple of hours. While the images and footage upload, I leave you with a poem.
Westward Bound, by Jon Blais, the ALS Warrier Poet
More than your neighbours.
Unleash youself upon the world and go places.
Giggle, no, laugh.
No…stay out past dark,
And bark at the moon like the wild dog that you are.
Understand that this is not a dress reheasrsal.
This is it…your life.
Face your fears and live your dreams.
Take it in.
Yes, every chance you get…
And, by all means, whatever you do…
Get it on film.