I hesitate to call it a mountain. I’ve been in the Rockies. I know what mountains are. However, all the locals call this hill “the mountain” so I decided to hike to it and climb it today.
I followed paths through the fields to get as close as I could and finally had to just cut through the bush to get up there. The grass was chest high at times and the side of the hill was covered with boulders. When I got to the top I was greeted by a large snake (he slithered up a tree and we agreed to leave each other alone).
My whole point in going up there was to get a shot of Nalerigu from above and it didn’t work out too well because I was facing the sun. A huge thunderstorm unloaded on me when I was up top and the photos I snapped before the rain came were so-so. Here is the best (actually a composite of three). Click the image for a bigger version – in it you can barely make out the village on the horizon.