I was looking at previous blog posts as well as
pictures from my trip to Kenya this spring, and just realized that it has been
three whole months since I was there. In some ways, it feels like it was
yesterday and in others, it seems like a lifetime ago. Also, as hard as it
seems to believe, I have only posted a fraction of the pictures I took.
Last time I wrote about Hell’s Gate National Park, we
were still in the gully. I had traversed a seemingly insurmountable obstacle,
but I still had a lot of hiking ahead of me.
The beauty, however, continued to make it worthwhile.
This is the wall I slid down and sustained my visibly
worst injury, scraping all of the skin off my left elbow and a small patch off
of my left side.
Another obstacle.
Took it like a champ. I am still just plain too old
for this nonsense.
The very last wall to climb. I took a rest before
clambering up this one. It was no worse than rocks I’d climbed in search of
waterfalls back home, but it had been a long morning. Yes, it was still
morning; our day was not nearly over.
The view made it all worthwhile, though. Eventually I
will blog about lunch and the rest of the day.
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