Ending our trekking adventures on a big high
Trip Start Feb 02, 2010
60Trip End Oct 26, 2010
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Magic tours were amazing when we rang them at 7am to let them know that we could not make it as Bernie had half a Caribbean coastline in his left ear. After some treatment from a local doctor, loads of drops, days of doing dances on 1 foot and a farmer syringing all the sand out we were ready to go. We had checked in for 5 days, 4 nights of adventure and we got our moneys worth.
Day 1 (1st Aug)
9am start with a 2 hour jeep trip to our starting point of Mama. We were trekking with 3 Italians and 3 Dutch. Started the trip on a high with the some amazing baguette sandwiches. I know it seems a bit over the top however we had found alot of the bread in South America to be really sweet and this was amazing
The rain had stopped for the 2nd day of trekking however this did not mean that there was of lack of mud. Due to the mud slide we had a short trekking day with R & R time by 1pm. Was the most relaxing day, stopped at swimming holes to cool off, had snacks along the way then chilled with a swim in the river beside the camp. Camp was much better the 2nd night as there was about a third of people there.
Early rise today and on our way to the archaeological site of an ancient city in Sierra Nevada where we received information that we would be camping the night. As this is normally forbidden we realized how privileged we were. After 3 river crossings, climbing over rocks with 20 metre drops and 1200 steps to the top of the lost city we were glad to make it before the rain begin
Early start, as we wanted to do tour of the city before others go up. The city is huge with over 169 terraces carved into the mountain spanning over 4km square. The city and the surrounding mountains were so mystical, surrounded by an amazing amount of green due to all the rain. Can see why it was known as, Green Hell. The hard slog to get there was well worth it. Our walk back to our 2nd nights accommodation was the most rain we had so far & with a different route back to the camp this involved alot more river crossings and a cage crossing. By the time we arrived at camp we were all wet through but the thought of this been our final night in the jungle we did not care. Had a bed this night however personally I perferred the tent. We had managed to save a set of dry clothes to wear each night and I was excited about trekking in dry socks the next day.
Both Bern and myself were not feeling great when we woke up but the thought of putting our muddy boots outside our hostel room in Taganga keep us going
The trip took us 2 days to recover and finally we have been able to leave the hostel and the close proximity of a toilet. Cannot recommend this trip enough and was very happy to reconnect with my love of mud. I remember my mum telling me stories of needing to be hosed down after rolling in mud puddles as a small child.
Now deciding where to go next. Time is running out. :-(