Travel journalist Tom Robbins wrote about his Hud Hud journey in The Observer:
“We arrive at a crescent-shaped bay, where the Arabian Sea crashes against the white sand, framed at either end of black volcanic outcrops. Stately brown canvas tents are spread out along the curve of the bay their porches facing the waves, and in the centre is a majlis, a covered but open-sided sitting area, full of cushions. It’s 32C but there’s a delicious sea breeze. After lunch we lounge about, then go out by boat to snorkel.
A long table, cloth held in place by ornate miniature weights, has been set up on the beach and is surrounded by flaming torches and bedecked in candles. Frankincense smoke billows across from a little charcoal burner. It’s all quite overwhelmingly beautiful for our first night…
We set off early, heading west from Salalah along the coastline. Flamingos stand in the shallows of Mughsail Beach, a three-mile stretch of white sand with high cliffs, draped in morning mist, at either end. Mike tells us an old Arab saying: “Rise early, for the hour after dawn is borrowed from paradise.””
Click here to read Tom Robbin’s full article in The Observer
Depending on your arrival time in Salalah, there might be time to explore the coastline on they way, with a stop at the village of Taqah or you could enjoy a casual walk along the beach, a swim in the warm ocean waters, snorkelling amongst the coral shelves, or just take the opportunity to relax with a book while you soak up your surroundings.
After freshening up in your private open air shower, dinner will be prepared and served by your personal camp chef, as you watch the sun sink over the horizon from your intimate beach retreat.
A stay at the beach in Mirbat can be nicely combined with a few nights in Salalah and another luxury camp in the Empty Quarter.
Travel journalist Tom Robbins wrote about his Hud Hud journey in The Observer:
“We arrive at a crescent-shaped bay, where the Arabian Sea crashes against the white sand, framed at either end of black volcanic outcrops. Stately brown canvas tents are spread out along the curve of the bay their porches facing the waves, and in the centre is a majlis, a covered but open-sided sitting area, full of cushions. It’s 32C but there’s a delicious sea breeze. After lunch we lounge about, then go out by boat to snorkel.
A long table, cloth held in place by ornate miniature weights, has been set up on the beach and is surrounded by flaming torches and bedecked in candles. Frankincense smoke billows across from a little charcoal burner. It’s all quite overwhelmingly beautiful for our first night…
We set off early, heading west from Salalah along the coastline. Flamingos stand in the shallows of Mughsail Beach, a three-mile stretch of white sand with high cliffs, draped in morning mist, at either end. Mike tells us an old Arab saying: “Rise early, for the hour after dawn is borrowed from paradise.””
Click here to read Tom Robbin’s full article in The Observer
Depending on your arrival time in Salalah, there might be time to explore the coastline on they way, with a stop at the village of Taqah or you could enjoy a casual walk along the beach, a swim in the warm ocean waters, snorkelling amongst the coral shelves, or just take the opportunity to relax with a book while you soak up your surroundings.
After freshening up in your private open air shower, dinner will be prepared and served by your personal camp chef, as you watch the sun sink over the horizon from your intimate beach retreat.
A stay at the beach in Mirbat can be nicely combined with a few nights in Salalah and another luxury camp in the Empty Quarter.