#Gully Tours

[suchananewsblog]

Meet locals doubling as historians and curating walking tours across India

Explore Cubbon Park @ Bangalore Local Walks For Sriram Aravamudan, a writer, blogger and video maker focussed on Bengaluru’s culture since the early 2000s, kickstarting Bangalore Local Walks was “a happy turn of events”. “I was invited by the Indian Institute of Human Settlements (IIHS) in mid-2022 to conduct a local history walk in Malleswaram as part of their annual interdisciplinary fest. The…

[dyketoro]

holy SHIT. just got back from the nova twins show and BY GOD were they incredible!!!!!! EASILY some of the most fun i’ve ever had in a pit and they sound sooo fucking sick live. i am not fucking joking if any of y’all get the chance to see them you HAVE to fucking go!!!!

[bradsbackpack]

The Great Ocean Road

I wanted to end my time in Melbourne with a bang, so I decided to save the best for last and book myself on a tour of the Great Ocean Road. Below I left for Australia, a friend kindly made a list of recommendations for me. One of the things she said I cannot miss out on is a tour of the Great Ocean Road. It is perhaps one of the most beautiful coastal drives you could possibly imagine. When I…

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"they'll find their mate"

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"their equal, their match in every way"

And he knew the cruelty of the Hewn City troubled her.

The male had grown up alongside Eris. Had dealt with Eris’s and Beron’s cruelty. Had his lover slaughtered by his own father. But Lucien had learned to keep his cool.

“The new Amren is even crankier than the old one,” Elain said softly.

And yet there she was, acting more like a cranky old aunt than anything.”

But I tried to smile, if only for Elain, who flitted about the room, personally greeting each guest and dancing with all their important sons.

He assured me that he hated the gatherings as much as I did, and that Lucien was the only one who really enjoyed himself.

Elain cut her a look. “This house has needed a woman’s touch for years.”

Even as his heart raced and raced, so swift he thought he might vomit on the very expensive, very old carpet. From Sangravah, if the patterns and rich dyes were any indication. Rhysand was many things, but he certainly had good taste. This entire place had been decorated with thought and elegance, with a penchant for comfort over stuffiness.

Nesta and I climbed inside one of the supply caravan’s covered wagons to change into Illyrian fighting leathers. Elain … She’d taken one look at us in the swaying grasses outside that wagon, the legs and assets on display, and turned crimson. Viviane stepped in, offering a Winter Court fashion that was far less scandalous: leather pants, but paired with a thigh-length blue surcoat, white fur trimming the collar. In the heat, it’d be miserable, but Elain was thankful enough that she didn’t complain

But Tamlin’s attention had gone to the clothes Lucien now wore. The Illyrian leathers. He might as well have been wearing Night Court black. It was an effort to keep my mouth shut, to not explain that Lucien didn’t have any other clothes with him, and that they weren’t a sign of his allegiance—

“I asked Nuala to do it in that order,” Elain said as the others gathered round. “Because you’re the foundation, the one who lifts us. You always have been.”

“You are a better friend to me, Feyre,” he said quietly, “than I ever was to you.”

Before I could turn back, Elain threw her arms around me. I did not remember when I began to cry as I felt those slender arms hold me, tight as steel.

He held me, stroking soothing lines down my back, and I calmed my weeping,

My sisters were shrieking over their gags. But Elain’s cry—a warning. A warning to—

Then, shattering the silence like a shooting star, a voice—Lucien’s—bellowed across the chamber. “TO YOUR LEFT!”

From SJM herself: "That reminds me! Lucien and Elain would go to London and tour through the gardens before making their way to the countryside. They are pretty much happy to be out in nature the most."

Lucien eventually stopped at a jade stream wending through a granite-flanked gully, a spot he claimed had once been rich with trout. I was in the process of constructing a rudimentary fishing pole when he waded into the stream, boots off and pants rolled to his knees, and caught one with his bare hands. He’d tied his hair up, a few strands of it falling into his face as he swooped down again and threw a second trout onto the sandy bank where I’d been trying to find a substitute for fishing twine.

Nesta hid the devastation well. The frustration. “What can I get you, Elain?” Only with Elain did she use that voice. But Elain shook her head once more. “Sunshine.”

Lucin snarled at the king over the bite of the magic at his throat, “Don’t just leave her on the damned floor—” There was a flare of light, and a scrape, and then Lucien was stalking toward Elain, freed of his restraints.

The sun personified.

[insipid-drivel]

I came across your horse FAQ post, which was really great.

I thought you would enjoy that’s there’s a company out of Scotland called Highlands Unbridled, that does week long hours treks.

They have right on their website, that if you arrive and you can’t ride properly, they will cancel your trip completely. My vet is going on one, and they had to send a resume of their horse experience, and videos of their riding abilities, before even being allowed to book their trip.

I can only imagine the people that try to book with zero knowledge that get turned down quite quickly.

Hnnngh, that sounds like an awesome service for cash-strapped riders! I don't think there's anything wrong with pay-to-ride trail rides, but when you've had enough experience riding to hold your own, they can get stale. Even the horses often seem pent up and bored.

It's been over a decade since a rode seriously, mostly due to health problems caused by a busted gallbladder that made riding extremely painful for me, but I've since had my gallbladder removed so it's no longer a risk to me anymore, I've been getting healthier, and I'm starting to feel the itch to get back in the saddle again o_o

Anyway here's a story about how I almost died because my trail riding horse got overexcited and I only encouraged him:

So, I live up in the Pacific Northwest in the US. If you've never seen it or been there yourself, the landscape is very similar to the landscapes in the British Isles, including Scotland (I lived in the UK for a little while, over in Stratford in Warwickshire, England). I was living in Oregon at the time, and hadn't ridden in a bit, so my mom decided to buy us slots on a trail riding tour. The area the trail took us through was gorgeous - green fields, steep gullies, tall hills, and forests. It was after I'd had to retire from regular riding, and I was depressed because we'd just moved away from the ranch I was working at as a stable hand, so I was going through full horse-withdrawal. It was after the 2008 economic crash, too, so I knew we'd probably never have the money to afford me going back to riding seriously again, and I was too disabled from my gallbladder to work in the stables.

We arrive, and everything is as boilerplate and dry as any other all-skill-ranges-allowed trail rides. The horses were doughy and sleepy and bored. They were already tacked up and lined up waiting for everyone to pick a horse and fumble up into the saddles. I was grumbling under my breath about it, because I really dislike hopping on a horse that was tacked up by someone other than me. If a shitty tacking job is gonna get me killed? Then it's gonna be my shitty tacking job.

The ride starts off painfully boring. We're moving at the slowest walk ever - I've literally warmed up horses on the lead rope at faster paces - and this was before smartphones and good signal, so I couldn't just check out and let the horse carry me through the trails while I took selfies and farted around on social media. The scenery was pretty, but oh my god, I was practically drowning in my own horse's boredom.

We finally arrive in the heavily wooded part of the trail ride, and come upon a steep dip in the trail with a near-vertical wall of scrub and trees to my left, and a ravine so deep on my right so deep that you literally couldn't see the bottom.

My mom gave me a look at this point, because now she's dying of boredom, too. She's like, "I can feel this horse's soul dying under me," and I'm like, "Just the horse's?"

So my mom suggests we give our horses the command to stop walking and hang back. We were the last two in the line of riders, and the path we were taking was too narrow for horses to walk side-by-side, so nobody noticed us not keeping up. We kept our horses waiting at the top of the dip in the ravine, and it wasn't until the last person in the riding group was around a bend and out of sight that we started signalling to our horses, "Hey, we're not noobs, want to cut loose?"

The horses both seemed to answer, "Hell. Yeah."

My mom takes off on a gallop, whooping with glee as her horse bursts forward, down the slope in the path, and back up to the top. It was less than 1/4 mile, so she was well within eyeshot when she turned herself around to see me follow her. Like I said; the trail was too narrow for us to run it together, so she went first.

This is why I hate riding on some other person's tack job. I gave my horse the signal to cut loose and gallop, and as soon as my horse reaches top speed going down a hill with a ravine to one side that promised certain death, that the combination of the summer sunshine sweats + a loose fucking belly cinch that my saddle started sliding down my horse's right side toward the Death Ravine.

I am officially In Trouble, and the world around me literally slowed down like I was suddenly underwater. I stopped hearing normally. Everything went in slow-motion as the "Oh god, if I don't fall correctly, I'm fucking dead," played in my head, combined with my memory shrieking my mom's old SCUBA training at me that she raised me to believe: "Panic and you die."

All of a sudden, my right thigh tenses up on its own, and with more force than I could account for, my leg - seemingly of its own volition - jettisoned me off the slipping right stirrup to the left instead, and I was able to tuck and roll into the scrub and land on the high side of the trail and not tumble to my doom down the ravine. I was bewildered, because I was completely unharmed, and on god, I swear I didn't know anything about how to actually tuck and roll. I'd been told how, but I'd never, ever had to do it before.

It wouldn't be until years later that I'd find out I have Dissociative Identity Disorder (Multiple Personalities) and one of my alter personalities took over and saved my life that day.

Because despite what movies like that bullshit Netflix trash "Splitter" would have you believe, DID can actually be pretty fucking amazing and save lives.

[burlveneer-music]

Don King - On The Mediterranean - a vinyl & download reissue of a super-rare cassette collecting live recordings from no-wave group's 1986 European tour

The six concerts tour in 1986 were the last European appearances of the New York no wave band Don King, starting in Padua and following a wide arc around the Mediterranean, by train, through Switzerland over to Toulouse (France) and then down to Barcelona (Spain). The original cassette was a selection of the best live recordings - released by the historic Barcelona collective 4sellos. Bass Clarinet, Guitar, Vocals – Lucy Hamilton Featuring [Percussion Tape] – Arto Lindsay, Duncan Lindsay, Toni Nogueira Producer, Tape [Percussion] – John Erskine Producer, Trumpet – Mark Cunningham Mastered from the original Master Tape by Frederic Alstadt - Mont Analogue Vinyl Cut by Frederic Alstadt - Mont Analogue

[dj-bouto]

@cavegirl66 (not silver enough but...)

This is my soup and I like it

Suboko is three French drummers named Bouto, Gully and Regreb. They played drums, metals, turntables, electronics and objects.

'A Casa Vazia' is their second release for FF HHH. This album is the sister of the first one 'Bru-Tes'. Also recorded live. Here it was during a tour March 2010. Actually, the last day. Last concert in in Porto. The track is a long and quiet moment. Last day before back home.

[macabremomo]

Borderlands Progress

Achievements To Complete (41/80) -Kill 25 Enemies with any Vehicle -Kill and Enemy Plumber-Style -Kill each of the Loot Midgets -Kill Flynt, Crawmerax -Kill General Knoxx-trap, Steele-trap, Dr. Ned-trap -Kill Interplanetary Ninja Assassin Claptrap -Complete Missions: Brains! -Complete a Crazy Request for Tannis -Complete all Missions in Rust Commons; Secret Armory -Complete Lesser/Larger Challenge is 3 Coliseums; Arena Matches; Gully Coliseum, Hell-Burbia Coliseum; Angelic Ruins Coliseum -Destroy Lance Depot -Rescue ClapTraps (42 Inventory Slots) -Collect 5 3D Glasses; 25 Oil Cans; 3 Panties, 5 Fish, and 15 Pizzas -Find all 6 Claptrap Statues; 15 ClapTrap Bobbleheads -Master Pandora Tech -Race around Ludicrous Speedway in Record Time -On a Boat; Tour World's Largest Bullet -Hit Level 61 -Play with 2 Friends and win a duel without taking damage

[georgiapeach30513]

There’s a picture in Jeremy’s stories of Street Bar in Boston and then he reposted the Charleston story from his friend. So I don’t know where he is nor do I think the only reason he could be in Boston is a wedding.

I dont know why everytime something happen, people always try to connect it to chris or to a wedding narrative.

If I had to guess, Jeremy is currently in Charleston. He’s working. He’s doing a bottle tour and doing tastings at different bars around the US. Sweet Grass only seems to be sold in the south east currently. So maybe they’re shopping around like Gully with his brand.

Jeremy is working.

[intheshadowofwar]

22 July 2023

Journey to the Front

Gallipoli 22 June 2023

I won’t lie to you; today was incredibly hard. It’s one thing to travel between countries, quite another to do so when neurodiverse, and another indeed to do so alone for the first time. If I’m not particularly erudite today, please bear with me. I am both physically and mentally exhausted.

I awoke at 2.15am and was on the bus by 3.15 to get to Heathrow. We flew out on a Turkish Airlines A220 and landed somewhat bumpily at Istanbul just after 12.30 local time, We then met our tour bus – which oddly enough has better internet then our hotel – and drove to Gallipoli, stopping at a rest stop by the Sea of Mamara for a discussion of the submarine AE2 and, more importantly, a cheese toastie.

We arrived at Gallipoli at roughly 6pm – due to our late arrival, it was decided that we’d make the most of the remaining light and ascend Plugge’s Plateau before checking into the hotel.

Plugge’s Plateau, named for a New Zealand officer, is a position on the ‘first ridge’ – there are three key ridges inland from Anzac Cove. To get to the top requires a short but arduous trek through Shrapnel Gully and up the cliffs that overlook Anzac Cove, the landing place of the Australia and New Zealand Army Corps. My first impression from climbing the ridge was to think back to my first thought upon viewing the battlefield at Culloden years ago – that this was an astoundingly poor choice for a battlefield. To get off the beach, one must ascend this steep ridge, then descend it into the gullies and valleys beyond and climb the second ridge beyond. Once you’ve taken this position, you still need to capture the third ridge, a task that eluded the Allies (for British and Indian troops also fought here) throughout the campaign. From our final position, just a little inland from Plugge’s, we could see ‘Quinn’s Post,’ the ‘Sphinx’ and Lone Pine – I never really appreciated just how close to each other they were, yet just how difficult it would have been to travel between these positions and the beach – and between each other, for that matter.

The path also has a very good view of Anzac Cove facing northwards – one can see as far as Suvla Bay and the salt lake there. I must admit to a little pride in noticing Suvla before I was explicitly told what it was – all that map reading wasn’t in vain, it seems. I think it’s still in the air as to whether or not we shall visit Suvla, but I certainly hope we do – it is one of the most interesting and misunderstood aspects of the campaign.

As a rare example of a mostly intact battlefield (the only others I can think of off the top of my head are Culloden and possibly Waterloo), we will be remaining in Gallipoli for five nights for a fairly in-depth tour. But if I’m going to have the energy to take part in said tours, I had better sleep, so I shall see you all for some more in-depth discussion tomorrow.

[scotianostra]

Jim Diamond  was born on September 28, 1951 in Glasgow.

Born as James Aaron Diamond, he was  raised in Bridgetown in the East End of the city, His musical career started at 15 when he joined his first band. He spent the next seven years performing vocals for various soul and blues bands.They  supported The Move on their Scottish tour with The Stoics in 1969. For four of those years he toured Europe with Gully Foyle.

Jim went on to play with the Alexis Korner Band and Bandit in the late '70s, and then  PhD (formed with ex-members of the Jeff Beck Band) in the early '80s, they reached number 3 in the charts in May 1982 with I Won't Let You Down, the song was a massive hit all over Europe, topping the charts in the Netherlands and Belgium. They went on to record two albums that were successful on mainland Europe but were not a commercial hit here. Jim became ill after contracting hepatitis in 83, the group decided to split as they were unable to tour.

Jim returned as a solo artist in 1984 with his biggest hit, I Should Have Known Better hitting the top of the charts in December, Diamond publicly requested that people not buy his single, but instead buy the charity single "Do They Know It's Christmas? It showed the mettle of the man.  The song was a worldwide hit, most notably in Australia where it was also number one.

Hi Ho Silver reached the top five in 1986 and served as the theme song to popular ITV detective show Boon. Jim's last album, City of Soul, released by Camino Records in 2011, featured, among others, Wet Wet Wet drummer Tommy Cunningham and Greg Kane of Hue & Cry.

Jim Diamond  died suddenly, in his sleep on 8th October 2015, his daughter, Sara, said the cause of death was a pulmonary edema.

[kyndaris]

Pitted Spelunking Caves

The name Cappadocia, it should be known, does not come from the caves that dot the extinct volcano landscape or the hot air balloons. It actually is a name given to the region due to the quality horses that roamed the area. And, in fact, there were plenty of horse statues scattered around on the streets, thus prompting the question to our tour guide: what’s with all the horses?

Waking early to, once more, make our 8AM daily departure, we headed down to the local caves to enjoy crawling through the remnants of what the Chrstians from ye olden times had dug out when they had still been persecuted by the Romans in the first few centuries CE.

We saw kitchens, a small church, storage areas, sleeping rooms and a wine cellar! Many of the tunnels within the cave system were small and tight, forcing our tour group to travel in single file. While it was cramp for us, and any curious tourists, in the context of the times, it made perfect sense for the Christians to make the tunnels as claustrophobic as possible. If the enemy ever inflitrated the caves, their large numbers would not avail them. The tunnels, being so narrow and tight, would serve as a perfect death trap for large armies. There was even a stone door with a hole in its centre. One in which someone could spear a person on the other side if they attempted to break through the hard rock.

After wending our way through the confusing labyrinth of caves and tunnels, we escaped and made a quick stop at Goreme Onyx, passing by a prison along the way. There, we snapped photos of pigeons and fed them with seeds so that they could they hop their disease-ridden bodies up onto our arms for the perfect photo opportunity.

The scenery in and around the area was also incredibly unique in comparison to everything I’ve seen in the world. But while there were plenty of caves here as well, they were meant to house pigeons and not humans.

From there, we made several pit stops around the area before lunch, the pictures are below. In one of them, I managed to take a photo of a Shetland pony! At least, I think it is. In any case, it’s a small miniature horse and cute as heck! There were also camels but the owner was going to charge me an entire Euro! No, thank you! I’ll delete my photo rather than pay an exorbitant amount for a simple photograph!

Lunch was at the Uranos Sarikaya where we enjoyed stewed beef and potato. For dessert, I had a baklava. And it was so good! 

Like the hotel we were staying in, the restaurant itself were caves that had repurposed for a novel experience. It was fine dining at its best, although I did fear something akin to The Menu. Luckily, I am not especially wealthy and feel like I could have pulled off a cheeseburger moment a la Anya Taylor Joy’s character from the film.

Once we had eaten our fill, we then ventured to the Goreme Open Museum where early Christians in the region built churches in the malleable rock. Unfortunately, due to Turkish law, photos of the muals inside were forbidden without a permit. Suffice it to say, most of those were religious iconography pertaining to Jesus’s life. There were also a few Saints and a wickedly long serpent.

Of note was a church called the Dark Church. Why was it given such a moniker? Because it was bloody dark inside with the only light source a small opening. Creative, these people are not!

Still, had it not been for the fact that it received so little sunlight, many of the murals have been bleached out over the centuries. So, at least we got to see what the inside of the Dark Church had looked like originally.

That done, we returned to our hotel.

But I barely had a moment’s rest before joining another jeep safari. This time, we would be exploring the rugged landscape of Capapdocia, driving down into the deep gullies and ravines that we had seen from a distance earlier. WIth the rain, however, the sights and sounds of Cappadocia felt incredibly inferior to what we had witnessed in the Egyptian desert. And because it was so cold and wet, I was quick to return to the land cruiser in a desperate bid to stay warm rather than stand out in the rain to snap shots of the scenery.

I mean, I still did but the fun had lost its lustre.

By 4:30PM, we returned to the hotel and I took the opportunity until dinner to pen my thoughts down for the day (you’re welcome future me) as well as down some cold medicine as the near freezing conditions of Turkiye were starting to get to me.

[aonoexpat]

Road trip - Day 6 (part 1/2)

15-04-2023

It took me a moment to find the time to finish this little road trip series, but here it is: the finale (part 1, in true SnK fashion)!

Day 6 started off on an incredibly high note, because our first stop was one I'd been waiting for since before I even got to Aotearoa: Hobbiton, the film set for The Shire. More specifically, The Shire as depicted in the Hobbit movies, because the one from the Lord Of The Rings got largely taken down after filming. The gift shop and cafe at the beginning already created a wonderfully magical atmosphere, but the real butterflies hit me when the tour bus came to pick us up:

It drove us across the beautiful hills of the Alexander estate, as we listened to the movie soundtrack and a special welcome message from Sir Peter Jackson himself, and I have to admit I got a bit teary-eyed when we caught the first glance of The Green Dragon and the stone bridge leading up to it. They showed some scenes from the movies in the bus, and then we arrived at the entrance to Hobbiton!

We passed through the little gully that the first Hobbit movie sees Bilbo running through, the contract billowing behind him as he shouts "I'm going on an adventure!", and I will forever curse the fact that I didn't think to recreate that moment with a photo. I was a bit distracted by the weather because at this point it had started to rain, and rain quite a lot. But that didn't spoil our fun, no, it actually made the grass and the vegetable gardens look lush and full of colour 💚

We got to see over 40 hobbit holes if I remember correctly, all but one of them simply facades with no interiors, but there was no way to tell. The attention to detail in the entire set was baffling, with each hobbit hole having tell-tale signs of its inhabitant's profession:

Even the lichen on the wooden fences was put there deliberately with a concrete mix. And the most impressive fake feature of all: the big oak tree on top of Bag End. It was recreated after the oak tree in the Lord Of The Rings movies, which Sir Peter Jackson found somewhere else, cut down, and placed on top of the Baggins' hobbit hole. He didn't bother to replant it, so it tragically died after they shot the movies. He needed an exact replica for the Hobbit movies, no similar tree would be good enough. So he had his people build this one from a steel base and expanding foam, and - get this - a quarter of a million hand-painted leaves, which had to be painstakingly wired on one by one. Due to Sir Peter Jackson falling ill, they had to stop filming for about six months, and when they got back to the set the leaves had been bleached by the hot Aotearoa sun, so they had to all be taken down and replaced 😬 which had to be done a couple more times since then! The budget must have been through the grassy roof 😳

By the time the sun finally broke through, we got to walk across the (also fake) stone bridge next to the mill and grab a complimentary drink at the Green Dragon:

On the way back I genuinely felt quite sad to go. A place like that successfully makes you believe such an idyllic little village could exist and you'll never be truly happy until you live in one (even when you know damn well it takes a full team of gardeners and landscapers and caretakers and builders to keep it looking like that). Instead I had to make do with a cute little postcard from the gift shop and the vow I'd save all the pictures I took to use as inspiration for when I get to decorate my own place some day 🙏

Since Tumblr only lets me post 10 photos per post, we'll have to continue this series finale in a part 2...

[silverexecutivecabx]

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The Ferntree Gully Road Corridor, stretching towards the Dandenong Ranges, offers a more rural and picturesque setting. With its abundance of green spaces, walking trails and community events, this area appeals to families who appreciate a slower pace of life and a strong sense of community.

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For those seeking a modern and cosmopolitan lifestyle, Century City Walk offers a vibrant and exciting atmosphere. Call the movers in Glen Waverley to have your house relocated to Century City Walk. This mixed-use development features a diverse range of shops, restaurants and apartments, creating a bustling and dynamic community. Century City Walk is a great choice for families who enjoy a mix of urban convenience and suburban charm.

Melbourne Cheap Removals: Your Trusted Moving Partner

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Glen Waverley offers a diverse range of neighbourhoods, each with its own unique charm and amenities. Whether you're seeking a vibrant urban lifestyle or a peaceful suburban retreat, you're sure to find the perfect neighbourhood to call home. With its excellent schools, recreational facilities and friendly community, Glen Waverley is an ideal choice for families looking to settle down in a thriving and prosperous suburb. Remember, Melbourne Cheap Removals is here to support you throughout your journey of house removals in Glen Waverley.

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8 Hidden Gems to Discover in Malindi

While Malindi is renowned for its stunning beaches and rich cultural heritage, there are several hidden gems waiting to be explored by intrepid travelers. Beyond the well-trodden paths, these lesser-known spots offer unique experiences and a deeper connection to Malindi's natural beauty and local culture. Here are eight hidden gems to discover in Malindi:

Mida Creek Boardwalk: Escape the crowds and immerse yourself in the serene beauty of Mida Creek. Located just outside Malindi, this tranquil mangrove forest is best explored via a wooden boardwalk that winds through the mangroves. Birdwatchers will delight in spotting a variety of avian species, including herons, kingfishers, and storks.

Vasco da Gama Pillar: Venture to the outskirts of Malindi to discover the Vasco da Gama Pillar, a historical monument erected by the Portuguese explorer Vasco da Gama in 1498. This ancient pillar marks the first European landing site in East Africa and offers panoramic views of the surrounding coastline.

Marafa Hell's Kitchen: Experience the otherworldly landscapes of Marafa Hell's Kitchen, located a short drive from Malindi. This geological marvel features eroded sandstone cliffs and gullies that resemble a barren lunar landscape. Explore the maze-like formations and capture stunning photographs during golden hour for the best lighting.

Silversands Beach: For a quieter beach experience away from the bustling tourist areas, head to Silversands Beach. Tucked between coconut palms and dunes, this secluded stretch of sand offers peace and solitude, ideal for relaxing or enjoying a picnic amidst breathtaking coastal scenery.

Malindi Museum: Dive into Malindi's rich history and cultural heritage at the Malindi Museum. Housed in a historic building, this small but informative museum showcases artifacts, exhibits, and archaeological finds that chronicle the region's Swahili history, trading routes, and maritime traditions.

Kipepeo Butterfly Project: Discover the enchanting world of butterflies at the Kipepeo Butterfly Project, located near Gede. This community-based initiative focuses on butterfly farming for conservation and sustainable livelihoods. Take a guided tour to learn about butterfly species, their life cycles, and the project's conservation efforts.

Arabuko Sokoke Forest: Embark on a nature excursion to the Arabuko Sokoke Forest, one of East Africa's largest coastal forests. This biodiversity hotspot is home to rare bird species, including the endangered Sokoke Scops Owl, as well as elephants, bush pigs, and a variety of plant species. Explore hiking trails, go birdwatching, or simply soak in the forest's peaceful ambiance.

Local Markets: Explore Malindi's vibrant local markets, such as the Malindi Fish Market and Marikiti Market. These bustling hubs offer a glimpse into daily life in Malindi, where you can shop for fresh seafood, tropical fruits, handmade crafts, and colorful textiles. Engage with friendly vendors, bargain for souvenirs, and savor authentic Swahili snacks like mandazi (fried dough) or samosas.

Bonus Tip: Engage with Local Communities: To truly uncover the hidden gems of Malindi, consider participating in community-based tourism activities or visiting local villages. Engage with residents, learn about traditional crafts, and gain insights into Swahili customs and traditions firsthand.

In conclusion, Malindi's hidden gems promise adventurous spirits and curious travelers a deeper appreciation for its natural wonders, cultural heritage, and community initiatives. Whether you're exploring geological formations, encountering rare wildlife, or delving into local traditions, these off-the-beaten-path experiences will enrich your journey through this coastal paradise. Plan your exploration of Malindi's hidden gems and create lasting memories in one of Kenya's most captivating destinations.