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Sand, Wind, and War: Memoirs of a Desert Explorer Sand, Wind, and War: Memoirs of a Desert Explorer by Ralph Alger Bagnold
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“We were introduced to Brother Thomas, custodian of the mortuary. It seems he had died, robed and sitting in his chair, a century or so ago, and he had been left there to desiccate in the high, dry air of the place. There he sat, upright, overlooking his desiccated brethren. The monks were evidently fond of the old fellow, cheerily stroking his chin as they passed. His head nodded gently. There was nothing repellent in the fresh air of that tidy chamber. Indeed, there seemed to be a peaceful continuity with the obvious struggle for existence in the living monastery.”
Ralph Alger Bagnold, Sand, Wind, and War: Memoirs of a Desert Explorer
“One morning while we were out doing fieldwork we saw a mushroom cloud rising from the horizon. This was followed by an intense shock wave. The wind happened to be blowing in our direction, and a little later things began to arrive out of the sky—unwinding rolls of toilet paper, pieces of charts, and wood splinters; then came a naval officer’s sleeve with an arm still inside it. Later we learned that a fully laden minelayer, HMS Bulwark, in the Medway estuary and about to go to sea, had exploded in one tremendous detonation.”
Ralph Alger Bagnold, Sand, Wind, and War: Memoirs of a Desert Explorer
“It was said that Budge smuggled the bulkier antiquities out of Egypt to the British Museum by organizing funeral flotillas, complete with mourners, down to Alexandria. This no doubt took place to the reward and amusement of the villagers concerned. He taught my father many useful things, including how to enter an already opened tomb: “Always send a native in first to absorb the fleas.”
Ralph Alger Bagnold, Sand, Wind, and War: Memoirs of a Desert Explorer
“By custom, Thomas Cook’s steamers carried a reserve of mummies as a specially fast-burning fuel for emergencies such as difficult cataracts. My father once heard the captain shout to his engine room staff, “All right, throw on another pharaoh.”
Ralph Alger Bagnold, Sand, Wind, and War: Memoirs of a Desert Explorer