Following the occurrence of the tectonic plate shifts that caused tears in Kenya’s rift valley. A far more threatening obstacle presented itself on Saturday’s getaway plan. A safety alert had been issued on the likelihood of flooding around Hells Gate. It was difficult to accept as my body yearned to be lost in nature or something safari-like. I woke up to a sunny Nairobi that Saturday and knew I would be acting against Conventional wisdom.
A short while after late brunch rituals we hit the road to Hells Gate. The sun was shining, the skies were infinitely blue and the excitement was building up. It was perfect. Until we hit traffic that lasted all the way Hells Gate.
Major words of advice, if you get anxious or stressed out by traffic. Avoid leaving the city later in the day even on the weekend.
It took a lot of weaving through traffic to get us there in under 3 hours.
A small hike through the gorge felt like the best way to start, followed by biking with the animals though Hells Gate national park. It brought youthful joy to my heart knowing I was reliving an experience where the Tomb Raider movie had been shot. There are different routes and we settled for the easier one, since Ive got a bad leg and little patience.
We took this split from the main gorge to get to the ‘Devils Bedroom’ . The way was more narrow compared to the main gorge that leads to an exit. Once we exited the creepy empty gorge, it was a small walk back to the main park. It was getting dark and cloudy that afternoon. The rest of the day was spent biking past zebra, giraffes and Pumba’s (warthogs).
As the sun set, large troops of baboons made their way across the grassland. Their sounds were muffled by the rumbling of thunder in the distance. They occasionally approached us with caution. It was all so dreamy to view and experience.I was lost in an overwhelming admiration of the wild.
A short while later it started drizzling and before we knew it a heavy downpour hit the park.
We immediately left the park and drove towards Nairobi.The only stop made, was to return the rented bikes. Some of the roads we passed were lightly flooded and easy to maneuver . There was barely any traffic on the way back, but it rained hard the whole time. It was later in the night that we saw the news, catastrophic images of vehicles washed away and people distraught by the calamity. Somehow we got lucky.