The views were breathtaking…as was the path that led down to an old Orthodox church. It was a bit challenging to enjoy the scenery while slipping and sliding down the skinny dirt trail. I was also slightly distracted by the lingering apprehension of how I was to make my way back out of the gorge—it was a bit steeper than I like. But…not to worry. It was possible (a PC line that gets said way too much and is now more of a joke than anything else)! When I eventually made it back up to the top, I was pleasantly surprised that Hapti had managed to snag us a free ride back to town. Fabulous! Our journey concluded with a stop at my landlord's "corst beyt" (breakfast house) for a spot of tea…just what one craves after hiking!
Young herders
Hapti and I
A birdseye view. The spot of blue is the roof of the orthodox church that we hiked down to see
the Corst Beyt…truly a hole in the wall
