A HIKE TO REMEMBER
It was meant to be a simple leisurely walk from the fire service station in Obosomase towards Mamfe. A time of chatting, laughing and just being. Little did we know that sooner than later we would be descending and climbing mountains.
We, a section of a group that calls itself the Holiday makers, converged at the fire service station at about 8am. We had Waakye
and then set off on the walk. 
Prior to this, while driving up, we had noticed two guys walking by the roadside, it seemed they had walked all the way from the now defunct tollbooth at the foot of the Aburi mountain and it didn’t look like they were stopping anytime soon. They passed us by and we talked briefly about how impressive it is that they’ve come all this way and were still going strong. We also continued with our walk. About 20 minutes into the walk I pointed to a sign board that read Adom falls.
One of us had mentioned this falls earlier, and the possibility of visiting it. After a few seconds of deliberation we decided to check it out. We went in the direction the sign pointed and entered a town by name Obosomase. In order to avoid getting lost we asked the town folk which direction the fall was and how long it would take to get there. Two guys told us it will take about an hour to get there. Some of us almost chickened out after hearing the duration of the walk down to the falls. But after much coaxing they changed their minds. So, off we went, through the town. About halfway through we came upon the two guys we saw earlier, seated in front of a shop we were stopping to buy water from. We engaged them in conversation and discovered they were also headed to the Adom falls, so we decided to band together. The journey took an exciting turn from then on. When we exited the town we went down a slightly steep and rocky path but we hardly noticed because we were excited and adrenaline was pumping because at this point we were certain we were going all the way to the falls, come what may. We chatted among ourselves excitedly and took photos as we descended.
After about 20 minutes we got to the gate that leads to the clearing before the descent to the falls. Unbeknown to us going down to enjoy the falls comes with a fee. We got over the shock and paid. Unfortunately the two town folks who came with us were not allowed to enter, for reasons best known to the care takers of the falls. We tipped them and thanked them for the escort. Now it was time to accomplish the purpose for which we had come there. The caretakers informed us, to our delight, that there were actually two falls, male and female. We were besides ourselves with excitement and started in the direction to the one we thought to be female but turned out to be the male. So much for the whole talk about, “ladies first”, lol. We went down what turned out to be 90 stairs, as told us by a young boy assigned to us by the caretakers. The view, when we got to the bottom, was beautiful – gallons of water cascading down boulders of rocks. The sound of the falls was music to our ears. We went further in and climbed to the “second floor” of the “3-storey” male waterfalls. As expected we took loads of photos. One of us, nearly raised people’s blood pressure when he dove into what we thought was a place that was too shallow for diving. But he most definitely knew what he was doing. He defied our shouts of “nooo” and “stop” and went for a refreshing swim.
In the end we were all laughing. It was fun just sitting on the rocks and enjoying the sound and beauty of the falls. When “Mr. heart attack” came out we headed back up to the clearing so we could visit the female falls. Before then, climbed what looked like a military outpost and enjoyed a beautiful view of the mountain range. After catching our breath a bit, because the climd up from the male falls was quite steep, we descended the outpost and headed down to the female falls. It was truly female. We thought we had seen beauty when we saw the male. But when our eyes beheld the female we were happy we did the male first.
To be cont…