I have watched two sunrises from Mount Nimrod, so this was my first sunset. I remember how cold the sunrises were, so I was well prepared with the proper gear. Elisabeth was not convinced until we got to close to the summit. “Ah. The presence of snow should be a clue to the temperature!” I felt so sorry for a father who had to share his light jacket with his little daughter. Several people had to descend before sunset because the bitter cold had gotten to them. I had my heart set on buying a bottle of Ararat (Armenian) brandy that I noticed on the shelf of the gift shop – the perfect “warmer upper”. Only to ind that it had been “sold”! Hah. Nevertheless, our beds weren’t too far from the summit, and our hosts were awaiting us with the BBQ coals ready. The grilled chicken went down well...and some chocolate would have provided additional comfort. Alas, the closest chocolate bar was at the foot of the mountain and I had no intention of driving down.
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