flat areas where small farms have been established. All along the wadi you
see black irrigation hoses or concrete channels to bring water down for the
watering of the fruit trees and date palms.
As you move further into the wadi the towering sandstone cliffs move closer
and closer together and the flat now becomes rocky and the climbing begins.
Like mountains goats we are scampering up and down the rocky outcrops. Some
made easy with man made steps others a little hairier with steps of the
mother nature kind.
Small pools of fresh inviting water teasing us as the sweat was now pouring
off us. Taking photos was nearly impossible as salty sweat droplets stung
my eyes when I tried to focus. With thoughts of "what have we done", we
pushed further into the canyon.
Ready to give up we spot a couple of hikers on their return, confident we
must be close as they were still wet from their swim. "Not far now they
said", not far for someone coming out, but for us still going in it still
seemed like an eternity.
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