"I have no idea where I am," I thought to myself as I sat inside my Nissan in the middle of a bumpy, two-track dirt road on the edge of a field of date palms. I opened up the Lonely Planet to go over the directions again. "After the sign to al-Bon, the road goes over a steep hill." I had seen the sign and I definitely went over a hill, but if it was what one would consider to be "steep," I don’t really know. I was then supposed to take a "sharp left" at the bottom of the hill. I had certainly done that. The road was then supposed to follow a fallaj (irrigation canal). Well, I was definitely standing right next to a fallaj, so where had I gone wrong? Where in the world were these famous
Hatta Pools I was looking for? The Lonely Planet directions had gotten me this far, and even though their idea of directions was "turn off when the tarmac ends" or "after the bump in the road…" I had to be close. Luckily, out of the field of palms appeared an aged Omani man in a white jalabiyya and a red kafiyyeh. He shouted out in Arabic if I needed any help, and I shouted back that I was looking for the pools. He smiled and pointed me back towards the main road and said that I had to continue for another good kilometer. Satisfied, I thanked him and then moved towards the car. "You want some tea?" he asked me. I smiled and, as Arab custom dictates, declined. He didn’t repeat the invitation, and I went on my way.
After about another kilometer on the road I hit a hill, a very steep hill, so steep I worried that my poor Nissan would never make it back up. "Lonely Planet really should have said ‘extremely steep’," I thought to myself. At the bottom of the hill, I found the road, like the book said, and soon, I located a small parking lot on the edge of a fallaj. When I got out of the car, I looked around to find a path down to the pools but couldn’t. Soon, though, I noticed a herd of goats making their way down the hill and decided to follow them. After a bit of walking, I ran into two young boys who pointed me in the right direction, and soon I was at the Hatta Pools.
The Hatta Pools are a natural formation of pools that have carved a narrow canyon into the rock of the valley. Many of the pools are deep down inside the narrow canyon and impossible to get to, but there are some more towards the surface that are filled with cool and clear water, perfect for a quick dip, and since it was about 120 degrees outside, I willingly hopped in and was enjoying myself plenty until a couple of Emirati teens showed up and…well, let’s just say that they made me a bit uncomfortable, and sent me hurrying back to my car. It was a situation that is not fit to be repeated on the pages of IgoUgo, but it was indeed an uncomfortable one, and this is the reason I don’t have any pictures of the actual pools. I had been planning on taking some after the swim, but the circumstances dictated otherwise. So I’m sorry for the lack of pictures.
Anyway, the Hatta Pools are a beautiful place, not just for the pools themselves, but also for the surrounding hills, which make for a spectacular backdrop. Despite my experience, I still definitely recommend visiting the pools, but I guess I would just have to recommend that you not go alone so that you can avoid the extremely awkward position I was put in. Granted, these were just spoiled Emirati teens who I am sure got some strange pleasure from playing with a foreigner, and in general Emiratis are very respectful people, but it scared me enough to send me running for the hills. So bring a friend along, or better yet, go as part of a tour with the Hatta Fort Hotel. I hate to give a bad impression of Emirati culture--a culture that is very different from the rest of the Middle East--and scare people from visiting the pools because of this one incident, but the fact is that I was put in a very uncomfortable situation and would hate for that to happen to anybody else. So even if you are a big, strong young man like me, bring along a friend, but don’t let my bad experience dissuade you from a visit to the pools, because they are beautiful.