There are two distinctive peaks I can see while looking westward from my community, the jagged one on the left and Orari on the right. Both of which Mark, Lauren, and I decided had features of sleeping men.
A couple volunteers headed out from Alyssa’s site, Gourd #2 (where’s #1?!), to climb up Orari. It was about a 2 hour hike, including the detour, to get up to the top. And it was pretty standard hiking until a certain point.
We got closer and Alyssa says, “There’s not really a path here, just find your way up.”
Then we walked on a skinny ridge, up and over and up again to get to the top. When we finally made it we were all pretty exhausted.
Then we had to come down. Remember learning to do the crab walk and wondering when it would ever come in handy? Well, I figured it out! Being on a skinny ridge that dropped off pretty steeply was enough incentive for me to keep my unbalanced center of gravity low as I made my way back down. Balance has never been one of my finest qualities.
The saw grass left our legs looking like we’d gotten in a brawl with a cat, but we made it down safely a couple hours later just as a storm was rolling in. I caught transportation home and hiked back in the dark.