The sky was the crispest shade of cerulean, with cirrus clouds spattered around like white paint on a blue canvas. The mountain rock was stark and chalky in some places, like cut clay. In others, piles of sandy stones gathered to form sharp peaks.
Down below, we could see alabaster walls of smooth stone in all kinds of beautiful formations.
Only in Israel can I drive about an hour from my home on a forested mountain and stumble upon a landscape like this. This hike around Mount Yishai was an incredible journey through quintessentially exotic Israeli scenery.
We passed by rare purple blossoms, hard to come by in this deep den of shadow. And giant tangles of tree roots, woven together with large rocks to form the side of the canyon.
It’s nice to know that there are really formidable hikes in Israel. Hikes that take you to otherworldly places, the stuff of fairy tales.