I nearly forgot. We had a strange experience in Crete last April. Krista and I scrambled NoTopo in the Cretan mountains. But it was like in the Sahara during a sandstorm for a few days. A low pressure zone was moving across from Afrika carrying the dessert sand. It was weird. The sea seemed to be boiling. The sky a kind of yellow red hue obscuring the view. Enclosed some sketches, photos and collages visualising our adventure.