Wadi Jumping

in search of Wadi Habib (wadi = small natural pond usually back in valley) we found wild hiking, Omani neighbors and singing gypsies, not to mention a rad swimming hole!

the teal blues of the Gulf of Oman

Darren with his Arabian 4 wheeler

Due to recent rain, we weren't able to drive all the way to Wadi Habib since the waters leading up to it were too high.  That then allowed for our adventurous hike to the wadi.  This guy however thought he could - his wife knew better!  Some things translate in any language

Tiny tadpoles :)

The Wadi we got to swim in was the freshest, clearest water, and perfect for the 105+ degree weather

this tiny water fall packed a surprisingly strong current punch!

One of the local houses in the middle of no where.  And one of their goats!

So I say to Darren, "it's kindda creepy, how quite it all is out here.  There could be people watching us from behind the rocks like that one scene from Star Wars where those guys are hiding in the mountains and then they ambush the people"  Next thing you know, as we are walking back to the car, we hear the echoings of someone singing a song (at first is actually sounded as if a goat was dying, but we soon saw the lady walking high in the hills) She was so fast!  She ended up at the car when we got there.  I think she tried to cast a spell on us and the next thing we knew, she was up on top of the next hill!

Can you see her in Blue?  She was so high up there