After our first day Jeep tour, find the story in my last article ‘Wadi Rum: A Bedouin Lifestyle’, the second day started with traditional Arabic breakfast (hummus, lebaneh, zaatar, etc.) totally what I needed before the hike.
Musa, that’s the name of our Bedouin guide, picked us up with his ‘Monkey’, a very cool old Syrian military jeep. You are wondering why he named the car ‘Monkey’,) ? Most likely because during the whole ride my husband and I jumped around at the backseat like monkeys. The car was so old and the damper too I guess – it was a bit hurtful but also extremely cool and fun driving thru the desert with this example out of a museum. To be honest, I definitely image a more comfortable vehicle, but to catch the real desert feeling, ‘Monkey’ was perfect.
As Musa told us, the highest mountain in Jordan is higher than 1.800 meters and named Jebel Um Adaami. My first thought was: 1.800 meter it´s a nice height, but nothing unusual for an Austrian. So I prepared myself more for a gentle walk. On the way to the mountain, which is by the way very close to the Saudi Arabian border, we passed by the red and the white desert. Musa told us that at some places (secret places) – I think it was a part of the white desert – you can find water resources in winter time.
After a 45 minute Jeep ride thru Wadi Rum we almost reached the mountain. Almost – because Musa was obsessed riding across a dune, which was in my opinion too steep even for Monkey car. After let’s say 5 minutes of driving forward and back ‘up’ the dune, and a Musa-revenge-face, he finally took the dune. You cannot capture his face when he already did it, smile all over Stefan and me totally wondering how he made it ,). It was truly fun.
So the hike could start. First thing I was wondering, when staying in front of the mountain, where the hiking trail starts, until Musa, certainly wearing Flip Flops, told us, that this very steep ‘trail’ is the way up. I was shocked. In Austria this kind of steep ‘trails’ definitely wouldn’t be allowed (except with security items). Sooo… I was a bit scared, but Musa went ahead, let’s say jumped ahead with his Flip Flops – convinced me that I can do it too. Turned out I did it, but the whole time climbing up with feeds and hands I thought: ‘How will I get down again?’ After 20 minutes we made a break to enjoy the view over Wadi Rum. Musa gave me a cookie, I think he was aware I might be freaking out every minute. Sitting there watching over the desert calmed me down and I was sure it could not get worse.
But it could. It was really, really steep and hard to climb, the sun burned down and there was no mountain top to see. One hour later we reached the peak – thankfully. Up there we meet some other hikers but I am very sure they took another less dangerous trail. After all, the view over the desert and Saudi Arabia’s border was everything else than disappointing. At least it was a very good workout too.
Climbing down was not as worse as I thought and I found a small blue salamander, very beautiful the little friend. See…
Back in the car Musa was looking for a nice shady place to cook lunch for us. And this was the relaxing part of the day. Musa took care of everything – we just had to lie on a blanket in the middle of the desert and watch him preparing the food. It was such a nice gesture and he did it with so much passion, just amazing. We got hummus, tuna, bread and a beans goulash, for desert maamoul which is a cookie filled with figs, to die for. We really enjoyed that little desert picnic and if we could chose we wouldn’t go back home. It was just another wonderful adventures day in Wadi Rum. I hope it was not my last time visit.
Cheers with sunbeams.