To pick up where I left off on our little sojourn around northern Ethiopia -since it's been an inexplicable amount of time since did the last post (not sure what I've been doing; I haven't been skiing much!) we rode through the highlands of Tigray and did a long climb up into the Simien Mountains, which is one of the big ranges of Africa and also is home to a few quite rare animals, including Walia ibex, the African Wolf, (which they just recently discovered is actually more wolf than jackal, and is endangered) and a ton of big birds including the super cool lammergeier. Visiting the Simien mountains was the main reason that we completely changed our original itinerary.
At last check I had bonked pretty hard, was saved by some locals who kindly delivered a coupla cokes, and then stumbled into the fancy lodge that was our destination swooning with yet another bonk:
|I was wiped.|
But a great meal and a great night of sleep in the beautiful Limalimo Lodge brought me back to life for good.
I suppose every tourist area in every developing country has "eco lodges" like this that are sort of ridiculously nice by any standard, much less developing-country standards, but Limalimo was pretty exceptional on a couple of different levels. It was envisioned by a couple of Simien mountain guides who wanted to make a pretty awesome place, and somehow they pulled off financing and building a pretty incredible rammed-earth lodge perched on top of a cliff in an area that consists of mostly of homes made of bamboo and mud. They help their financial situation by charging a fair bit for their place, but they get the clientele who will pay for it and we were lucky that they had space for us.
|A German guy arrived at the lodge in this; the kids playing soccer around it live in mud huts. Weird.|
|resting while hiking is a good time to clean your gun.|
|tourons hanging with baboons. these guys were so mellow; it was pretty intoxicating just to sit with them and watch them play and interact with each other.|
|a 1500 foot waterfall|
|trying to get rid of the dizzies|
|"ok, I'm ready to go!"|
|back on bike|
|the only rain we saw on the trip made a nice 'bow|
|from the sunset the other direction|
|only a few hundred yards from the lodge. big views!|
|that farmland in the background has no access roads for tens of miles.|
|is that sac full of poison?|
A day's ride brought us to Gondar, which is a bustling city with huge castle in the middle of town that looks more reminiscent of Windsor than Africa:
|a cool door with a huge staple.|
|coupla dork tourists|
|but it was nice to see that Ethiopians were dork tourists as well.|
|the bigger cities had great bakeries|
We met a great guy who was determined to show us the best way to ride out of town but couldn't leave his hotel/restaurant, so we came up with the idea of following a tuk-tuk. He gave the guy the directions, and we waded into the sea of tuk-tuks trying to keep ours - which looked exactly like all the others - close with furious pedaling and bold bike handling in the thick of it:
and finally ended up back out on the quiet country roads:
|"Hey, can you put that gun to some use and watch my bike for a few minutes?"|
|We didn't see any trucks that said "Trump" on them.....|
|guns are a part of rural life in Ethiopia.|
|Once again, rock reminiscent of Utah|
An interesting mix; she had no problems traveling by herself in Africa, but her attitude and route choices were odd; she had no interest in seeing any of the cool stuff we had seen, and was determined to get into hot, flat, windy, and desolate eastern Sudan (after a 2 week wait in Addis for her visa) and - like a lot of tourers we meet - was carrying way too much stuff. So it goes.
|As in all developing countries, people take full advantage of moving vehicles to transport as much as possible, even if it's just a lot of empty bottles.|
|building a house. What would OSHA think about this?|
We rattled onward, staying at a couple of "hotels" that were about as bleak as the Limalimo was palatial, but the food was consistently good:
|A western/African blend of injera with scrambled eggs...just for us!|
|These eucalyptus trees were thriving at over 10,000 feet.|
The guy we had connected with for our route had told us that in the far north the kids knew not to throw rocks at bicyclists, but we had ventured into a zone where few cyclists went, and - particularly with the slow climbing - we had a few instances. I actually got hit once, and in a rage I surprised the kids by veering of the road and chasing them on my bike through a field (which they thought was hilarious) and when I caught back up with Ash she told me about her interaction with one kid: he was running alongside her grabbing at her rack so she veered into him, he turned to dash into the adjacent field but didn't take into account that Ethiopians tend to build (very effective) "fences" out of super-thorny acacia tree branches, and the kid did a full-on belly flop onto a pile of acacia (which he thought was as hilarious as we did).
We needed to leave the buffed paved roads to get to the end of tour; even though Lalibela is the most famous tourist destination in Ethiopia it's only serviced by gravel roads that are based on big embedded rocks (most folks fly there). We had a 2+ thousand foot descent, but after only a mile or so we started to think about hitching a ride:
|hard to see the embedded rocks, but Ash is on the wrong side trying to avoid them.|
And we got one:
We surprised the driver by saying we wanted to get out as soon as the road started going back uphill, and then soon enough we saw that they had paved one lane:
|they littered the lane with rocks to keep cars off the pavement while it cured, but it looked to us like the "new" pavement was months old!|
|Ash giving the inside of one of the churches perspective. All those columns were once just connected rock.|
|And these images were carved into those columns.|
|Plenty of tourists throwing down $50/day to see these churches.|
|there are many of the gratuituous religious paintings too, that have remarkable clarity considering they are 800+ years old.|
|Priests hung out inside and were fine with being photographed, when they weren't surfing their phones....|
|Ash doing her SI swimsuit pose in one of the church slots|
|Best door ever. that's one piece of wood!|
|another great door. Ash wishing we could have one like that for our house!|
|I'd love to have met the guy who modeled this bearded wonder....|
|and interesting use of a modified swastika. Ironically, this image has been used globally by very peaceful religions - including Christianity.|
Getay was a soldier in two different wars (against the communist Derge and the Eritreans), loves Lalibela, and is taking steps to start a new solar panel business, which has a lot of potential in the high desert.
He also helped us navigate the local market:
|Almost a little overwhelmed|
|Salt is super valuable; back in the day it was literally more expensive than gold in that region|
|trying hard to be discreet|
|at least she's got her holey socks on!|
|other tourists came trooping in.|
We also drove a couple of hours north to yet another carved out church (it's what you do in that area).
it's got a buttered door (for maintaining longevity, apparently)
|a bit creepy, but fascinating.|
And their brethren small horses get a good workout hauling touristos around:
And finally it was time to go home. There aren't any bike boxes in Ethiopia (most folks ride their bikes for years with bubble wrap on the tubes) so we just winged it by covering up the drivetrain with cardboard and our first inter-country flight went fine:
But they decided to shrink wrap the bikes for the international flight:
|these guys took this project very seriously, and to their credit, it worked!|
All in all one of the best bike tours ever. Ethiopia has great food, super nice people, incredible riding with very little traffic, beautiful, and with a fascinating history and current society. I'm super psyched that Ash was able to get away from a really busy fall with Wasatch Community Gardens to make it happen.