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For centuries, nomads and traders have made their way here. George is determined to following their footsteps. There is a timelessness about this place. And desert ghosts seem to haunt the hills. But that's not the will of lost souls echoing though the cliffs. George is drawn deeper and deeper into the canyon by the sound of bellowing camels.

It's a broad classic beautiful place and all the camels are communicating, you can hear the voices that are coming off the walls. It's kind of like being in a, in a cathedral.

This is Gilt Arshell, a water pool visited by the ancients and a kind of grand central station from Nomads and their camels. Gilters are like highway rest stops for those who've traveled the desert. Here they can fill their goatskins with water, swap news and rest their animals. This wind-scoured canyon catches and holds rainfall like a barrel. Water in the desert is a rare gift and a much traffic reservoir is opaque with use.

Here I'll tell you about paragon walk though the water, this block with the down of 10,000 camels.

There are other reasons to watch your step when wading through these dark waters. Reasons that have teeth, there are crocodiles here, another vestige of weather time. Unlike their much larger cousins along the Nile, these crocs are only 5 feet long and at least for now, not very aggressive. George and Dan count only 6, though there may be a few more around. It's a mystery how such a small population manages to survive here.

But the big boys are right under this thing. // go by it. You could trouble this /. This is phrase tracing. These pre-stored creatures that are trapped there like there, stuck on a little desert island if you are on the desert islands of the water. And they are just got trapped there by the time.

Later in the upper reaches of the narrow canyon, George gets another surprise. Cave art from thousands of years ago.

Who were these ancient people? What were their lives like? You, when you are sitting there you know you are sitting in exactly the same place as people did 3,4,5 thousand years ago. You don't know what they saw at that cave, but you can see what their impressions of that wild world in the walls behind you. It's kind of like a window into an ancient dream.