We were now in the 'Ethiopian Highlands' and this was the first day of four days of adventure riding nirvana. You would see mountains in front of you and as you ride you try to predict where this road will cross these mountains. You look for a saddle or a low point and think that this road will cut through that gap. But every time you are wrong! The road goes to the HIGHEST point of the mountain every time! It was incredible. Twisting roads with hairpins that take you higher and higher. What is more incredible is that once you get to the top of the mountain there is another mountain higher than this one and beyond that is another higher than the one before and then you repeat the process going downhill to a river and up again.
These four days of riding from Bahir Dar to Gondor (one huge loop - look at the map) were awesome and it will be difficult to find another ride in the world to match it. It must rate as one of the "7 adventure riding wonders of the world". If such a list exists. If not, this will get the ball rolling.
Here are some photos of this awesome riding country:
Even up here on the highest mountains on the steepest slopes the farmers work the land by hand with the help of their oxen.
At the bottom of a valley with some friendly locals sitting on a bridge. This lot were friendly. Before this photo I had been stoned about 10 times on this day. The stone throwers become more numerous up here in the mountains. Kind of understandable, as it was in these highland areas where the Italians met their match as did the communist derg. This is Tigray country. Tigray being a region that was shunned by the derg and allowed to starve to death in the 80's. There was food from the other regions but the derg wanted to punish this region and withheld food. It was this political act that led the world to believe Ethiopia is a country where everyone starves. Not the case.
Heading to Lalibela and not so green any more:
Lalibela is on the upper slopes of this mountain:
In Lalibela, a weaver still operating his machine by hand:
One of the churches hewn from rock hundreds of years ago and in daily use:
This is a world heritage site and a roof has been erected by the UN to protect some of the churches. Here worshippers engage in mass outside after the service which was held inside the church.
Another view of this incredible structure:
The church of St George:
These churches reminded me of the churches of Gerome in Cappadocia in Turkey and when you consider that St George was a Turk from Cappadocia you wonder if there is a connection.
Doug with the resident priest in the St Georges church:
Leaving Lalibela on their cobblestone road: