Conrad describes the horizon on the sea as a shadow-line. A diffused space between the waves and the sky, a metaphor of the time between youth and adulthood. The desert is a lot like the sea. In one straight line you travel towards an endless frontier, as if going towards youth at full speed. I didn’t drive my Triumph Scrambler to the gates of the Sahara just to break some speed record. I did it because I wanted to be T.H. Lawrence, just for a a couple of days.
Words and photography. Carlos de Javier