In Aswan for a couple of days, I was intrigued by a humble mosque on top of the cliffs on the other side of the river. 
 
A single-sail felucca whisked me across the Nile, I clambered up the slope, and it took me an hour or so to reach a rocky plateau. 
 
I was on the western edge of the Sahara, and the empty mosque was the only structure to be seen. 
 
I only took one photo.
 
Photo taken 1987, Egypt.
 
A3 archival print on Matte Art 250 paper.
Printed with white border to accommodate framing.