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Red Canyon and Israel National Trail.

10 октября - 11 ноября 2019 г.
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Короткий треккинг по пустыне Негев/Арава. Описание на английском.
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Беер Ора - Красный каньон - Эйлат
 

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Night one!

   The idea to trek in the desert was never too close to me, though I decided to try since anyway it was a cheap and reasonable option on the way to Jordan. Map has shown me that there is Timna park and also Red Canyon near Eilat and it was a good option to trek, to check equipment and enrich beach camping with some sceneries. Pictures looked promising and people said it's worth seeing it. Despite of it's history visiting Timna park would make trekking too long, so finaly the route was modified into two pieces:
1) Be'er Ora - Red Canyon (20-22km)
2) Red Canyon - Eilat or Migdalor beach (20-30km, depending on the end point, which would depend on physical conditions of my companions)


Easily said, easy done - sure thing... The bus from Be'er Sheva dropped us in a correct place just right after the Ramon aiport and crossing with the road heading to the village. We would think about dangers of crossing a village in Negev/Arava desert at night, expecting drunks, arabs, vampires, dogs and so on. The reality turned to be way different - a perfect short road brought us to the luxury village with cute villas, hospital, school, lights imitating natural fire, big fence, electrical gates, cameras, bicycles and toys left by children in the streets. I didn't want to stay in the village, even I did found a woman which was a trail angel, offering accomodation and some guidence for some reasonable (or not) price. I counted on our fresh muscles and eagerness to explore and hike a little at night. We started from the bus stop around 23 20. We went the whole village through and found some sites under trees suitable for camping and I've heard some regrets in voices of my fellows when I led the group further up to the hills. Trees finished, the mud road wriggled on the slopes of the mountains covered with nothing except naked pieces of rocks of various shape and size. Fortunatly the moon was high and full and we saw a little of valleys above us, caverns and strange deep night shadow left by rocks sleeping piecefully in the moonlight.We had to climb the road up and up and started to sweat and finally reached the pass. Left the view on the airport behind we went down to the wild areas without civilization, where Shvil Israel and other trails helped piligrims like us to walk safe in unfriendly climate of a desert. The valley/wadi was wide, with some trees and rocks standing in certain distance from each other. Some trees were dry and the silence and the Moon were making sinister views and thoughts that of course were easily dispelled by jokes of my comapnions. Twice they saw somebody walking in the desert and twice we decided that was not a living being but their imagination being fed abundantly by night fears, so natural to a city inhabitants brought back to Mother Nature womb. I sighed and decided not to tell my favourite tails about the Night and it's children, guessing that high moral spirit is still needed since a campground was still 2 km away. With a fiew stops we managed to get to the place called 'camping' in my offline gps trekker.  There was same desert around us nothing else and it seemed that the Moon with it's silver light and wind howling constantly around are laughing at us. Nothing to do, we set a camp where it must be set, even the whole night world laughes at us. Sun rising about 6, would leave us just 4-5 hours to sleep as it was already 12 40 when we reached this area. Then we found a cistern full of fresh sweat water, made a fire in homemade stoove (design of which we found not too appropriate) had a quick noodles supper and went to sleep. My bad desicion was to sleep without an outer tent cover and without a sleeping bag. By 3-4 am it gets a little cooler and the wind is very constant bringing the air from the desert to the sea, everybody who lived near the sea knows it. I suppose I caught cold then. One of our guys didn't fit the tent and was sent to sleep over the platform covering the water cistern and it was funny and fortunatly he didn't fall off at night. Sweat (or actually any) dreams didn't visit me, but I have heard misterious howls which troubled me around the tree about 150 meters away. I had no intention to check it in the morning nor at night and left it to ghosts. 
   The sun raised behind mountains, we overslept (I didn't actually plan to cook, but guys really wanted fire), woke up at 7 am and saw a wide valley, our friend on top of water cistern, a tree, places where previous groups were making their fires and of course our trail which must bring us to the Red Canyon...

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