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.
It’s not unusual to find a river in the stones here in Israel. Or green and hilly fields of wildflowers. But the combination of these two elements in such a striking way turned Nahal Tavor into a secret paradise, tucked away from the crowds.
Before long, we were at the foot of a massive climb – pale rocks like uncut gemstones, glistening in the early morning sun.