Tallest Waterfall in the World!
Trip Start Dec 12, 2007
39Trip End Ongoing
Floating on my back down the river, in the middle of the jungle, gazing up at Angel Falls is an experience I will never forget!
But Angel Falls was not known to the outside world until James Angel flew over it in 1933 on a flight while searching for gold. The Indian guide told us that the river makes you younger the more you swim in it ...and that he is living proof - haha!
The morning came very quick as we awoke at 5am! We had a few slices of bread and headed off to cross the river and begin the hour and a half trek to the base of the Fall, through thick jungle. The hike was great! Very humid, so everyone was literally covered in sweat within 5 minutes. The train was long and narrow, that passed through thick vegetation that had alot of obsticals to get passed, and pretty much had to rock climb alot of it. We even took the opertunity to be tarzand and swing from 30m vines. An hour after hiking we had our first view of the fall from a lookout on a rock. We were up on this 2x4m ledge protruding a bit our of the jungle but had like a 50m fall in every direction. Angel Falls was absolutely huge!! When I say huge, i mean it..
We spent over an hour splashing and mucking around admiring it before we made the trek back. Glenn and I raced back through the jungle at top speed, taking off half of the time, but nearly twisting our ankles on the countless tree roots protruding from the moist soil. We also heard Tucans making alot of racket, but didnt get a chance to see one.
Once back at camp we had breakfast and packed up our stuff to hop back in the canoe
We were so warn out from the early rise and the long trip back, not to mention the hiking through the jungle. So we relaxed to a nice cooked lunch consisting of ...(do I have to tell you? - haha)! After our bellies full, we relaxed at the beach for an hour before our next little adventure in the canoe. This time heading out in our local lagoon that extended quite a distance back. The waterfalls in the lagoon are really thick and powerfull. I mean, the thickness of the fall would be about 8m wide! The noise was nearly deafening as we walked behind it on a little ledge in the rock. Was a really cool experience actually. We headed shortly after to the opposite side of the lagoon where we got out and walked around the forest for a couple of hours seeing 2 other waterfalls, one which we also got to walked behind. The indian guide was really friendly and telling us about his people and how they are great warriors. The night was starting to close in through, and along with that - the mosquitos. The place is so beautiful. However, to shackup here you have to be 1. invited. and 2. married. But once you have those 2, the land is free and you can build your hutt wherever you like
That night we attempted to find a "disco", however it seemed like us 8 (Matty, Henry, Glenn, Ingrid, 3 Venezuelan girls, 1 Venezuelan guy and myself), were the only tourists in town, so we had it all to ourselves. Beer here is very expensive, 6,000 to 8,000 Bolivares (about $3 - $4 AUD) as it has to be flown in manually from Ciudad Bolivar. The Venezuelan girls there kept trying to get Matty and I up for a dance, we refused for quite some time, but after all the attention was on us and the Indian guide telling us that its very offensive to Venezuelan people to refuse to dance we had to give up and give it a go. They were attempting to teach us the local dance (similar to a Salsa, but not as fast), but we were completely useless and ended up retiring back to the beer. But we all had a good laugh at our expense, haha - even us! Time kicked on quite fast and we all had a great time, but bed time came and we all headed off.
Knock knock, 8am and breakfast time! It was the 27th, and our last day in Canaima. Very sad! We guts down our pancakes, egg, ham and cheese before heading back to the lagoon beach for one last relaxation period. Henry and Glenn left last night as they had to go home, but Matty and I took the rest of the group to the waterfall around the corner.
Before we knew it, we were saying goodbye to our newly made friends and to such a beautiful jungle paradise and hopping back on the small plane heading for Ciudad Bolivar.