Location: same as before, ColombiaAlas...the weather that night turned from awesome to horrible, so a summit was not possible. Our attempt to wait out the storm (until 12 pm the next day) also proved unsuccessful, so we packed up shop and set off for the town of Guican.
You could once see the Pulpito del Diablo here...
Bandito was cold. Lucky for him, Miguel cooked him a hot pasta.
Don't you hate leaving the tent at night to go to the bathroom? It was cool though because there was a full moon.
Rollin' out, without the help of horses this time.
My trusty companion hot on my tracks...we were lucky and the rain stopped so we could descend.
Yes, this man in the distance is using a plow drawn by cattle
He had WAY more weight than me, but did a good job hauling it all down...bien hecho!
Our 7-8 ish hour hike up and down took us eventually through this valley to the distant town of Guican
Not older than 12 yrs and chopping wood, yet still having a good time.
QUe bonita esta vida, con aguardiente... Salud, we made it, and loved almost every second of it!
Church in Cocuy
This Seargent was kind enough to let me hold his gun for the picture... maybe they are recruiting for next year...I think I have a chance!