Good rides come from group rides the way sequels come from movies. On a recent outing with the Bad Monkeys motorcycle club I met Naveen, and the very next day he messaged me: let's go to Al Qudra, do some off-roading around the lakes, and take the dirt track that runs out toward the Lehbab road. I said why not — which is the official motto of every man who has ever ended up sideways in sand.
The Camera Mutiny
We met at Town Square around 8 a.m. and rode out toward Al Qudra. I'd rigged my Insta360 on some new mounts I was testing, and midway through the ride I realised the camera was staging an escape — hanging on by hope and one half-tightened screw. Emergency stop, roadside repair, dignity partially preserved. (Full review of those mounts in an upcoming video; spoiler: tighten everything twice.)
The stop did give me a chance to show off my other new toy: helmet-mounted brake lights, ordered from the US. They glow steadily most of the time, with different modes, and flare up the moment you brake or decelerate — one more signal to the traffic behind you that something up ahead is slowing down. On UAE roads, where following distance is treated as a suggestion, I genuinely love them. Small money, real safety.
Lakes, Birds and the Gauntlet
Al Qudra itself continues to surprise me. We looped the lakes and stopped to watch the birds — and the whole area is far better equipped than you'd expect for a patch of desert: campers everywhere, toilets, proper facilities. You could bring a family here. You could also, as we were about to demonstrate, bring a 268-kilogram German motorcycle and a man with eight weeks of off-road experience.
Because then came the sand. Naveen rated the track a beginner one. My bike and I filed a formal disagreement. Every time the surface went loose I could feel the front wheel developing independent political opinions — I slipped a couple of times, saved it both times, and spent the stretches in between riding like a man carrying a tray of hot karak. No falls. But shaky, honest-to-goodness shaky, the whole way through.
Naveen said it was a beginner trail. The sand and I had a different conversation entirely.
What the Gauntlet Teaches
Here's the thing about Al Qudra's sandy tracks: they're the perfect mirror. Tarmac flatters you; sand audits you. Every weakness you've been hiding — stiff arms, timid throttle, eyes locked on the ground instead of the horizon — gets invoiced immediately. It's exactly why I'd taken proper off-road training before attempting this, and exactly why I kept coming back until rides like the Al Faqa trail stopped feeling like survival and started feeling like fun.
We finished the loop, traced the whole route on the map for the video, and went our separate ways home. Beautiful lakes, wonderful company, a bruised ego and an intact motorcycle — by off-road accounting, that's a profitable day.
⏱ Key Moments in the Video
- 0:08The plan: Al Qudra lakes with a friend from the Bad Monkeys ride
- 0:438 a.m. rollout from Town Square
- 0:57Mid-ride camera rescue mission
- 1:09Helmet brake lights — my new favourite safety toy
- 2:01Birdwatching stop at the lakes
- 2:15Sand arrives, confidence departs
- 3:22Route recap and a quiet ride home
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