Headed north to Rosh Hanikra on Friday, to see the grottoes and learn about the famous railroad tunnel built in one hard working year. It was a beautiful day and the waves crashing through the grottoes made loud thunderous sounds.
The views were incredible. After a lunch of hummus, pita and french fries, we headed for a coastal drive south. The beach we wanted to see closed at 3 on Friday, so that was a big fat drag, but we went to a rocky beach nearby and saw this beautiful ruddy turnstone.
We headed back to Haifa for a swim at our beach. Swim season might be wrapping up. We went in, but the waves were absolutely wild and while Husbandman was able to hold his extra foot of height out of the water, I was battered about like a hobnob. Still, fun times.
Yesterday we hiked in Mt. Carmel National Park. We found a trail called Upper Wadi Galim trail. Beautiful views of the mountains and the sea. The trail was narrow though and all down hill through thorny brush. I felt a lot of sympathy for J.C. having to wear those thorns on his head, as I got scratched on my legs several times. When we got to the very bottom, there were huge rocks, and a dry river bed. I chickened out on the last bit because I didn't think I could climb back up. Sorry to disappoint with my wimpitude, friends, but the last thing we need right now is a search and rescue team trying to get me out of the Upper Wadi.
The hike back up was steep, but we took our time and remembered to stop and check out the cool views. Another weekend for the record books here in our beautiful host country.
Husbandman's bummed about the epic fail on procurement of the large frying pan. All in good time, Husbandman. All in good time.