"All that is not given is lost": Badda Huri (the hills of mist)

The Huri Hills. Beautiful. Full of trees and grass. No water (except what is collected by rain). Home to the nomads who live on the rocks with their animals. A place in need of prayer.

"Fora" is living with the animals, where the grazing is, far from family, far from comfort. This camp had a few men, two young girls under 14, a dog and a bunch of sheep and goats.

This is the life of the 'fora' people. Always on the move, hard to keep track of, hard to find.

See the road? Really, look harder! This is why it costs so much for transportation up here. We were going to visit the family of the one fora guy, only half a days walk away.

The 'rain birds', they come before the rains... rain and peace is what a Gabra person will always ask and pray for. Rain and peace is what keeps them alive. We came up here for the weekend to pray.

The view from the mountain that we climbed was amazing! I even got to see a rainbow, it was wonderful. Kalacha is just to the left of where the sun is beaming down.

Jarso, Scott and I decided to climb the mountain that is next to the station... hiking in a skirt is hard enough, but trying to keep up to a Gabra guy is impossible!

Jarso and I on the windy side of the mountain... if you threw a rock into the wind it would start to come back towards you! Just behind us to the right you can look into Ethiopia!

Water and accessibility are the two main challenges... so much time and money has to go into those two areas just to make it possbible to live up there.