Massage in the full sun, barbecue between pilots, afternoon board game: the bivouac looked like a summer camp, Saturday in Riyadh. After six intense first stages, the Dakar caravan took advantage of this day of rest in the Saudi capital to shut down the engines and recharge the batteries. Everyone, except Guerlain Chicherit. He didn’t need it. “She shouldn’t exist on this day of rest, assured the French pilot of 43 years. As much for quads and motorcycles I can understand, but for cars, if we didn’t have it, it would suit me well. “
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