Yikes, we start walking at 6.15 each morning! In fact, this is fine and is far the better than lying in, because it gets hot, as soon as the sun comes up. We are woken by a singing Samburu, followed up by a cup of milky tea with cardamon.
Once walking, debates were soon being had about two key decisions: where to get water (for us and the camels) and our route over the the mountains.
Helen, our host, does not know where we will finish, or how we will get there. Her and her team read the land, the weather and the water situation and then decide on the next day's route. They all know the luggas, the paths, the wells and the landscape like an urban dweller may know the local street map. As we get to know their ways, this starts to make more sense - and gives great reassurance.
This is a well, dug in a dry river bed, the only way to find water; there were a lot more round the corner, so it must be a good spot. The Great Dane is standing next to a water trough for watering livestock. Helen has 2 Great Danes - more of them later!
These are lady camels. All of ours are men and so they had to wait until the ladies had finished drinking before they took their turn, or there could have been a ruckus!
We have been asked where we actually are. Good question I have spent time head scratching and decided that you can copy this into Gogle Maps 6GHVJ449+RC or if you are a What 3 Words person we are at Repaid / Paving / Tripping (other suggestions appreciated!).
As you can see from Emma's picture, the clouds are gathering. It might rain yet ...
Amazing mix of daily routine, camel politics, Great Danes, Samburu companions & Helen's guiding! The photos and narrative really do bring your trip alive to your fan base! I trust your Sunday roast was a success and you slept well ahead of tomorrow's marching.
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