With tonight’s eclipse on 1 MULUK (Rain) there is some astrological doubt that i (or anyone else for that matter) will have a clear view of it. In fact i have hardly seen the sun in the last 5 days.

But it is the least of my concern at the moment. For i am walking on a narrow ledge, no, i am crawling on a very narrow ledge breaking the smooth vertical cliffside, in an unnerving state of suspension between the precipitous abyss below and the dark mass of rock above.

Trying to find a way up. There might be one but i lack both the shoes and the climbing skills to successfully let alone confidently negotiate it. After a couple of half-hearted attempts i give up and turn back

Unbeknownst to me, just a dozen meters above lies the site of tonight’s ritual: the aptly named ‘False Kiva’, mocking me in the hidden recess of her Scorpionic lair.

It is several hours of a long, tiresome way around. With no gps coordinates i need to find the site before dark.

I eventually do, in the nick of time.