The hiking bug has bitten me again… and this time, I don’t think it’s letting go anytime soon.

I honestly never thought I would make a comeback to the trails this soon, especially after convincing myself that I had exhausted almost every route I could think of. For a while, I thought maybe I had slowed down, maybe life had pulled me in other directions, maybe the mountains and I needed a little break.

But let me tell you something- this thing called hiking is in the blood, as we say here.

No matter how much time passes, the trail always finds a way of calling you back. There is something about waking up before dawn, lacing up your boots, feeling the cold morning air hit your face, and setting out with strangers who quickly become trail family. It’s addictive in the best way.

I simply cannot do without it.

The love for the ascend remains unmatched. Sometimes I wonder if it’s something I was born into, growing up in the village, surrounded by landscapes that already felt like little mountains of their own. Maybe that’s where it began. There’s something about pushing upward, one step at a time, feeling your lungs work harder and your heartbeat fall into rhythm with the climb, that always reminds you what you’re capable of.

But if I’m being honest, lately I’m loving the ascend and absolutely hating the descend even more.

My knees? Ah, my knees are crying tears of surrender.
Somewhere between protest and full rebellion.
But here we are, they must soldier on.

This past Saturday, 11th April, I joined Outdoorer for a day hike to Williams Hill in Mai Mahiu, and what a day it was.

The kind of day that reminds you why you keep coming back.

The views were beautiful, the laughter endless, and the energy on the trail was everything. From the first climb to the final steps back down, it was one of those hikes that fills your spirit in ways that are hard to explain.

And ooh, before I forget, I carried my new camera up there and got to snap some landscapes from the top. Seeing Mai Mahiu, Suswa, and Longonot stretch out from up there was something else. It looked absolutely stunning. Moments like that always remind me why I love carrying a camera into these spaces; every climb comes with a new way of seeing the world.

Sometimes it’s not just about reaching the summit.
Sometimes it’s about the conversations on the trail, the vibes with strangers come friends, the shared struggle on the steep sections, the quiet moments when the views open up, and that collective joy of making it to the top together.

We truly had the best day.

Nature has a way of resetting the soul.
And maybe that’s why I keep returning.
For the challenge.
For the peace.
For the perspective.
For the reminder that even when life feels heavy, there is healing in movement.

The trails are calling again, and I know this is only the beginning.

Maybe we all need that one place that reminds us who we are. A place that helps us press that reset button.

For me, the mountain did just that.

If there’s a trail you’ve been meaning to return to, consider this your sign to lace up your boots and go.

Follow along for more stories from the mountains, the people I meet on the way, and the places that continue to shape me.

And guys, before I forget, I’ve mixed up the shots from my new camera and the ones from my phone.

Can you tell which is which?

We always said a time would come when it would be almost impossible to tell the difference… I think we might just be there.

Take a guess in the comments, which images do you think were taken with the camera and which ones were from the phone?

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