Day 3: Shkhoret Night Camp to Nahal Raham
Day 3, March 2: Another easy one. 18k this time. Some cool mountaintops and a really beautiful, wide wadi at the end. Saw ibexes crossing the ridge on the cliffs above. Camp: Wadi Rehem [sic].
Sighting the ibexes was great. I don't think anybody else noticed them until I pointed them out, though it helped that I was staring off into the cliffs instead of listening raptly to the talk in Hebrew. Six of them were walking single file across a cliff above us at dusk; it was a beautiful sight.
I often hiked alone just taking in the sights and thinking. The rest of the time I located other group members with whom I could communicate, like a few American and British transplants or part-time residents, a couple members of my group of 8, and the only one of the dozen or so cute Orthodox girls who spoke any English.
This day had a lot of vistas of tri-colored rugged mountains. The youngest parts were yellow sandstone; older parts were a more jagged red color (the sandstone had since been eroded) and the dark brown parts were the very oldest. I though these looked like the bones of mountains where the "flesh" had rotted away.
Yellow, red and black in the Negev
Acacia trees, which look like the kind of trees I've always pictured on African savannas, were
the only large flora in the southern Negev. Incidentally, I believe this place would make rock
climbers drool, but I've never had any inclination in that direction
I didn't get a complete picture of the "Amudei Amram" (Amram's Pillars) but these two together give
you a bit of the idea. These looked like the kind of place where you might find buried treasure, or
possibly the Lost Ark. Previously on this site, I labelled this photo "Amudei Merav," having somehow
come under the impression that that's what they were called. As far as I know, there is no geological
feature called that?
Down into Nahal Raham, where we camped.
The same wadi, Raham. This evening we had a guy from a nearby town come and tell us about how
some developer had wanted to put a hotel or similar godawful thing in the middle of all the nature,
and the locals had risen up as one to oppose it, successfully in the end. During this story, snippets
of which were translated for me, I spotted the ibexes, which I regrettably couldn't photograph.
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