Possibly. We tried to refresh ourselves, our youngest turned into ice. We're adventurers, real ones, not even scared!
Let us put us in context. We were in March. In town, the temperatures began to rise, lunch outside had become untenable, and dinner under the starry sky was still bearable.
We had heard about the gathering of rosebuds in the Omani mountains, which can, after learned drying by evaporation, to produce a "mushy" but deemed disgusting. We were told in March.
Very tempted by this unusual tour of crops rose in terraces, we had started looking for accommodation.
One hotel, a very unpleasant phone receptionist, outrageous prices, probably playing on the rarity of housing to 2000 meters. And no way does that make room for the family. Yet it is a practice still very common here, the mattress may not be charged extra, and families themselves Many are welcome ... Except in the Jebel Akhdar.
Ok With another family, we decided to camp.
Logistics is actually more complex: tents, mattresses, sleeping bags, cots, cooking equipment, crockery, camping, and most importantly, food for two days.
We had planned everything, even warm clothes.
We did not know that donkeys were going to sing lullabies throughout the night. We also did not know that the wind was blowing on the plateau where we had pitched our tents, and the thermometer would plummet. At dawn ... a small degree. Nevermind the fact that our last had the good idea to overflow his bed, badly set, I melted the glue of my beloved hiking boots against the bonfire, the inflatable mattress of our friends was flattened during the night, and the children took turns to wake us up one after the other. At dawn, the plane was ORSEC fire, rekindle the flame, evacuation of the baby in the hands frozen in the 4x4 with heated thoroughly (once a year ... it was tested, it works!), Breakfast for muscular survivors, quick wash, and dismantling the camp. At 8 o'clock we were ready to go. Short walk
"quiet" between two villages clinging to the slope. But the view is breathtaking.
lemon, pomegranate, roses, faladj, carved door and mina-smurf. 
For roses, three weeks of patience would have been necessary. We have seen nothing but buttons. Wait late March or early April to climb the Jebel. Just look at the beautiful phots of our friends A and JL who have been there at the right time, lucky ...
Here, this little montage shows that people take the same photos to the same place without consulting ... Sheep of Panurge: 
Going down in the valley, stop in the village Birkat Al Mawzer abandoned, which is a few hundred meters from the junction which can go up to Jebel Akhdar.
Moral: when it's hot in Muscat, to lose twenty degrees, take your 4x4, and goes to the Jebel Akhdar. In summer, watch out for scorpions, goats that eat the leftovers, and donkeys noisy, cold stunning.
But otherwise the place is charming.
Let us put us in context. We were in March. In town, the temperatures began to rise, lunch outside had become untenable, and dinner under the starry sky was still bearable.
We had heard about the gathering of rosebuds in the Omani mountains, which can, after learned drying by evaporation, to produce a "mushy" but deemed disgusting. We were told in March.
Very tempted by this unusual tour of crops rose in terraces, we had started looking for accommodation.
One hotel, a very unpleasant phone receptionist, outrageous prices, probably playing on the rarity of housing to 2000 meters. And no way does that make room for the family. Yet it is a practice still very common here, the mattress may not be charged extra, and families themselves Many are welcome ... Except in the Jebel Akhdar.
Ok With another family, we decided to camp.
Logistics is actually more complex: tents, mattresses, sleeping bags, cots, cooking equipment, crockery, camping, and most importantly, food for two days.
We had planned everything, even warm clothes.
We did not know that donkeys were going to sing lullabies throughout the night. We also did not know that the wind was blowing on the plateau where we had pitched our tents, and the thermometer would plummet. At dawn ... a small degree. Nevermind the fact that our last had the good idea to overflow his bed, badly set, I melted the glue of my beloved hiking boots against the bonfire, the inflatable mattress of our friends was flattened during the night, and the children took turns to wake us up one after the other. At dawn, the plane was ORSEC fire, rekindle the flame, evacuation of the baby in the hands frozen in the 4x4 with heated thoroughly (once a year ... it was tested, it works!), Breakfast for muscular survivors, quick wash, and dismantling the camp. At 8 o'clock we were ready to go. Short walk
"quiet" between two villages clinging to the slope. But the view is breathtaking.
lemon, pomegranate, roses, faladj, carved door and mina-smurf. For roses, three weeks of patience would have been necessary. We have seen nothing but buttons. Wait late March or early April to climb the Jebel. Just look at the beautiful phots of our friends A and JL who have been there at the right time, lucky ...
Here, this little montage shows that people take the same photos to the same place without consulting ... Sheep of Panurge: Going down in the valley, stop in the village Birkat Al Mawzer abandoned, which is a few hundred meters from the junction which can go up to Jebel Akhdar. Moral: when it's hot in Muscat, to lose twenty degrees, take your 4x4, and goes to the Jebel Akhdar. In summer, watch out for scorpions, goats that eat the leftovers, and donkeys noisy, cold stunning.
But otherwise the place is charming.
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