We headed back out toward Monduli. We've visited twice before (which you can read about here and here). This time we drove through Monduli, and Monduli Juu and dropped over the top of the ridge and down into the Great Rift Valley.
The wind was so strong, it was pushing the car sideways. We stopped at a petrol station to check the tires, just to be sure the pressure was good all the way around.
Heading down into the Great Rift Valley, we had a hazy view of Mt. Meru. The air was full of dust.
On the valley floor.
Swarms of dust devils were blowing around.
We saw a few scattered Maasai villages away from the road.
And a few bands of goats with young Maasai herd boys watching them from a distance.
Dry dry dry! But with a water system. We saw this big tank and a few small metal boxes here and there that we speculated were access points for water.
And the goats are off in a cloud of dust!
I love acacias.
The hanging balls of grass are weaver bird nests.
Five of these gerenuk were bounding through the brush. This was my first time to see this long-necked, skinny antelope. The western end of the Great Rift Valley is at the end of its range (according to the Audubon Society field guide).