Just a little bit further down the coast, and we reached Ein Gedi.
Apparently it’s a kibbutz which also houses a youth hostel, but it’s sort of more like a hiking nature trail national park thing – more built up than the other national parks. At the base, it has the feel of a strange sort of Hawaiian hippy camp.
We set out along the first bit of the trail, which was reasonably flat.
We saw a lot of coneys…
… and these brown-winged black birds I didn’t catch the name of.
We didn’t see any ibex, which are apparently meant to be all over the area.
We made it to a waterfall…
… and that’s where I stayed, because it was steps and steep after that and my foot really doesn’t like steps at the moment (ramps and steep flat bits are okay. But not steps).
After I got to base camp, maybe half a dozen others filtered back now and then, having given up on the advanced trail early.
You could see Matsada, looking blue, in the distance.
And some youths were busy buttsurfing down a steep hillside.
At the base, I bought a passionfruit slushy…
… And talked to Ruth, Yuval’s wife, who has come along for the last two days. She’s from the Netherlands, and speaks much better English than he does.