We eat breakfast, pack up and say our good-bys and head to our next stop – The Lake Naivasha Country Club.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Naivasha_Country_Club
After unloading and getting settled in to our cabins, four of load up to go to Hell’s Gate National Park. Kim and her dad stay back for some time to decompress.
http://www.kws.org/hells-gate.html
The unique thing about this park is that you can walk or bike through it. We take the two-hour walk to the canyon and pass zebra, giraffes, warthogs, gazelles and a water buffalo or two. It was good to get a little exercise in but I will always wonder how many big cats watched us.
We take the guided tour of the canyon. Our guide mentioned that he is a Christian and in the same breath asks what tribe our driver is from. “I did not ask,” I tell him.
There were some technical areas on the hike and I managed to slip on a rock and plant my foot in clay colored puddle.
The canyon was ok but unremarkable to me but only because I had an opportunity to do an eight-day Grand Canyon river trip in 2006 with Grand Canyon Expeditions Company. That is another story. Make the effort to go.
http://gcex.com/
By the time we finished the canyon hike it was starting to get dark and the park ranger would not permit us to walk out. There really are things that can and will eat you in the night here.
In time our driver showed up and was a bit flustered. He was concerned that we were wandering around lost in the dark. It was time for a Tusker.
Back at the hotel we regroup with Kim and her dad for dinner. They had a relaxing day at this vestige of British Colonialism.
When our waiter finds out that our next stop is Amboseli he mimics somebody bouncing around and holding on for dear life. His assessment of the road condition was accurate.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Naivasha_Country_Club
After unloading and getting settled in to our cabins, four of load up to go to Hell’s Gate National Park. Kim and her dad stay back for some time to decompress.http://www.kws.org/hells-gate.html
The unique thing about this park is that you can walk or bike through it. We take the two-hour walk to the canyon and pass zebra, giraffes, warthogs, gazelles and a water buffalo or two. It was good to get a little exercise in but I will always wonder how many big cats watched us.
We take the guided tour of the canyon. Our guide mentioned that he is a Christian and in the same breath asks what tribe our driver is from. “I did not ask,” I tell him.There were some technical areas on the hike and I managed to slip on a rock and plant my foot in clay colored puddle.
The canyon was ok but unremarkable to me but only because I had an opportunity to do an eight-day Grand Canyon river trip in 2006 with Grand Canyon Expeditions Company. That is another story. Make the effort to go.
http://gcex.com/
By the time we finished the canyon hike it was starting to get dark and the park ranger would not permit us to walk out. There really are things that can and will eat you in the night here.
In time our driver showed up and was a bit flustered. He was concerned that we were wandering around lost in the dark. It was time for a Tusker.
Back at the hotel we regroup with Kim and her dad for dinner. They had a relaxing day at this vestige of British Colonialism.
When our waiter finds out that our next stop is Amboseli he mimics somebody bouncing around and holding on for dear life. His assessment of the road condition was accurate.
