Warm memories for washing

I’ve decided I’m going to make my post titles inside references for the rest of my walk down memory lane.

This was day 2, somewhere in the rain forest under what looked like Old Man’s Beard. (It wasn’t that. I just don’t remember its name.)

Since I’m matching each picture with the corresponding day from exactly a year ago, I’m going to post two pictures today so I can put up another:

This is from the end of day 2 at Shira Camp 2. I’m in the midst of the Shira Plateau here (if I turned 90 degrees to the left, I would be looking at Kilimanjaro quite clearly), looking at some awesome scenery. Also, there are poopshacks in the foreground. Pretty nice as far as poopshacks go.