Sunrise Ride to Khorfakkan Beach — Meet the Burrito Brothers

Today the Burrito Brothers are rolling out again — and it's time you were properly introduced to the only biker group that attends zero events but attends all breakfasts. This episode also continues my ongoing scientific research into how fast a big butt can freeze. And no, that is not the butt you dirty minds are pointing towards.

The Evolutionary Chart of Butts

The Burrito Brothers are just friends who are fond of eating and riding — not eating while riding, but always combining fancy food with the end of a ride. The cast: Dr. Qasim, aka Dr. Daddy, aka Chota Butt. Hadi, nicknamed Dino Butt. Omar Shafdar — since all other Butt positions were occupied, we settled on Micro Butt. And Big Butt himself: your narrator. Together we form the complete evolutionary chart. For the unaware: Butt is a clan from the Kashmir region of the subcontinent, famous as foodies. There's a saying back home, roughly translated — if you don't have love handles on your tummy, you are not a true Butt. The rest I leave to your imagination.

Racing the Sun on E611

We rolled out from the holy headquarters of the Burrito Brotherhood — the Dubai-Sharjah border fuel station — with one plan: reach Khorfakkan Beach before sunrise. Events aren't our thing; chasing sunrises definitely is. Onto E611 through the cool winter night, empty traffic, crisp air — and somewhere around the 15-minute mark my butt was no longer crisp, it was frozen. (This time I'm referring to the physical butt, not the clan.) Emergency hoodie insertion was performed. The Burrito Brothers don't take breaks unless Big Butt is cold.

Crisis resolved, we turned onto E102, the legendary Sharjah-Kalba road: long sweeping curves, mountains, and that quiet pre-dawn calm that makes the world feel paused. Behind us the darkness began to fade — a thin silver glow behind the ridges, then soft gold brushing the sky, the huge rock walls lighting up like someone slowly turning a dimmer. This is why we ride. This is why UAE bikers wake up at 4:30 a.m. in the first place.

A 4K Documentary on Almost-Sunrise

We descended out of the mountain pass, cut across the East Coast highway, and the ocean appeared — just a soft outline, sky glowing, sea still dark, four bikes racing the sun. We reached Khorfakkan Beach with perfect timing, soft light behind the hills, no sun yet. I set up my GoPro for a beautiful timelapse with flowers in the foreground — the whole National Geographic composition. And then I shut the camera off too early.

Ladies and gentlemen, my GoPro captured everything except the actual sun. A 4K, 120-frames-per-second documentary on Almost Sunrise, Episode 1. Beautiful, pointless, very MotoMoku.

But who cares — because Dr. Daddy came armed with chai, parathas and enough breakfast to fuel a small army. We sat on the beach, winter breeze in our jackets, the sunrise we'd half-missed happening anyway behind us, discussing important life topics like: why are we like this? No events, no crowds. Just friends, bikes, sky and open road.

And a promise was made on that beach: next time, a place we'd never been — Jebel Yibir. Spoiler: it became the most adventurous (and clumsiest) ride we've ever done. If the East Coast calls you, there's also a hidden viewpoint above Khor Fakkan most riders never find.

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