
"Location Scouting" is the term I will use for our little hike today. Steve and Sean were my leaders on this death march. We went to section that is not very touristy or "improved" like the regular areas. So we get out at this recently upgraded village.

It's a pretty rocky trail along the top of a ridge, it eventually leads to the top of the wall. We are on and off, up and down the wall several times for the next hour and a half. We

We run in to only other people that we see that day, other then a couple of people who are doing a little repair on a section. Well and Laura are from England and taking some time before they start there full time careers as Lawyers back in England. They were actually feeling lost and where happy to see 2 asian guys and very excited when I stubbled along and said "how's it going?" in english.

So the five of us kept going on the top of the wall until we hit the military section that is off limits.
Down through the valley, up and down over the hills and far away. We weaved in and out of some cultivated land. As we started back up my legs start cramping up like you wouldn't believe and not much option other than to limp through it. Here is a little shot of hut that was on the way down.

It seems to just go on and on. Can't believe the history that I was walking over. The number of people and years to build it, let alone the armies that sat on it watching and waiting or had to cross it.


We did eventually get close to one of the more tourist oriented areas where Steve's drive was waiting for us. Then off to a truckstop for some home cooking. I past on eating the intestine. The rest of it was good though.

1 comment:
Wish I could have been with you, Barry.
Pierre
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