We found a good spot to camp off the mountain track, over rugged rocks the ru... yeah I won't go on. Suffice to say the terrain was rocky. We pitched the tent with an amazing view of the surrounding mountain's - We could even see the point we reached on the original hike - miles away over a few deep gorges.
We did have a slightly scary moment up in the mountains camping though, it was late, Cris and I were sat by the fire chatting and listening to music, pitch black all around and nothing for miles.. When we heard a strange noise across the fire from us.. we switched the music off and I called out to see if someone was approaching, no response, but we could hear movement - I grabbed the torch and stepped out of the fire light so I could see better, Cris stayed close by the fire. I shone the torch around and there, a little way off into the rocks was a pair of glowing green eyes staring back at me.. then another pair and another.. there must have been 6 to 8 dark shapes with glowing eyes out there - I could make out movement, as we watched them move it became clear that they weren't goats as we thought they may have been - but wild dogs or Arabian wolves of some kind.. they moved on, skirting around our camp and passed on by slowly - We still don't' actually know what they were for sure but they never came back to investigate what food we had - thankfully.
Apart from this it was a lovely weekend trip.
Cris making a nice cup of tea.
The trusty Paj, enjoying the sunset
No need for words...