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Posted 16 Jan, 2017 | 14 Comments
Posted in: Colombia, Our Story, Travel Blogs

Don’t limit your challenges. Challenge your limits.

– Jerry Dunn

 

“What do you mean we can’t use the bridge? The river is too dangerous to cross and we’re freezing!” There we were, 15 trekkers and our 2 guides arguing with a troll who was blocking the bridge. The rains were torrential, the thunder was deafening and we had just spent the past 6.5 hours trekking along dirt paths, which had now turned to mud and mini rivers.

The end of the day was near, our beds were close, but first we had to get across the turbulent river.

With a cigarette in his mouth and an almost empty bottle of aguardiente (local booze) by his side, the man would not let us cross unless we paid him a ridiculous amount of money. He wouldn’t even let our guide pass so that she could get us a rope to help us navigate the river safely.

We all came to the conclusion that as a matter of principle, we would not pay this irrational man. It was agreed that we would take the risk with our lives (and our electronics!), and cross through the rushing river.

A French guy in our group announced that he’s a white water rafter and that he knows a lot about rivers. He scouted out the best path for us all and stood in the middle of the river to help people cross. Once the first person was across, they stood at the 3/4 mark and helped as well.

We had 3 people in the water assisting us and making sure our bags weren’t dropped in the water. Our perfect assembly line of people and gear worked and all 17 of us made it across the icy water in one piece.

After 5 minutes of walking, there was another river, just as sketchy as the last. This solidified the fact that we made the right decision in not paying the grumpy old man!

Seeing our first of three camps was a sight for sore eyes. We were greeted by Alfredo and the family who owns the camp, but our eyes were immediately diverted to the numerous hammocks hanging underneath a covered area, as well as many bunk beds.

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Our first camp on the trail, finally the rains let up in the morning!

After the 2 hour jeep ride to the starting point of our jungle trek, and the 5 hour day of trekking the entire time in the rain (that’s right, the sky opened up literally as soon as we started walking), we were desperate for a bed, not a hammock.

Our guide, Josa, announced that our group could have a section of bunk beds and Nick and I grabbed the first ones we saw. We all then proceeded to peel off our wet clothing, which had pretty much become a part of us at this point, and change into our only set of dry clothes that we had – while thanking every God that it didn’t get wet during the river crossing.

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Everyone chatting about how sketchy the river crossing was and eagerly waiting for a meal!

We dumped the water out of our shoes, hung up our sopping wet clothes, changed into flip-flops and PJ’s, got our headlamps on and made our way to the picnic tables to have a beer with our fellow trekkers and chat about the epic first day we had just completed.

After a surprisingly delicious meal of fried fish, rice, plantain and juice, we were off to bed. It was 8:00pm and we were all exhausted.

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Our first meal on the trek was incredible. This is one of the best fried fish we’ve ever had! Surprisingly, every meal was outstanding.

One day down, three to go.

We awoke to a quiet little voice saying “Hola, Nick, Buenos Dias Dariece. Time to wake up”. To which we barked out “What time is it?!” It was 5:00am and pitch black outside.

The rain had stopped during the night, but nothing dried. Not even close. In fact, if it’s possible, I think our clothes were wetter than when we hung them up. Plus, they had taken on a weird odour.

Day 2 began with us putting back on our soaking wet, cold, smelly clothes.

Because we had to carry everything we brought with us, we wanted as little weight as possible. So we only packed 2 shirts each, 1 pair of bottoms for hiking, our bathing suits, and enough underwear and socks for four days. Plus, our nighttime clothing.

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The morning mist lingering on the tree tops

We ate a breakfast of eggs, toast and fruit, grabbed our hiking sticks and hit the trail around 6:30am.

Josa was really great in that she would lay out the day for us in “chunks” so we would know what to expect. First up was about an hour of “Colombian flat” (which actually meant a fairly good incline), followed by an hour of “up, up”, then a break at the watermelon station, which was a little shop at the summit of the “up, up” where a bunch of watermelon would be cut up and waiting for us.

One of the aspects that we loved about this tour was that we didn’t all have to walk together, we could go at our own pace. A guide would be in the very front and one in the very back. And in fact, sometimes we were out in front with other trekkers, but without a guide! The most important thing was that no one was left behind or lost.

Surprisingly, we had quite a bit of energy that morning and were able to make it to the top without feeling like we were going to pass out. The sun was shining, the watermelon was juicy and we were feeling energized.

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This is what the stops between meals looked like. Basically a hut with some water for sale and free fruit for the hikers

We started our descent and passed by a few nice viewpoints. Thankfully the sun was out so we could actually see something other than clouds and rain! We crossed two easy rivers and arrived at a beautiful open field. We passed by a traditional Kogui village and two little kids came running out, but then backed away apprehensively.

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On the descent after our first pitstop on day 2. The sun was out and we were in the shade, so we were happy!

We saw their mothers in the next field and they actually waved at us, so we knew it was OK to play with the kids, even though they are taught from a very young age not to speak or interact with foreigners in order to preserve their culture.

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A traditional Kogui Village in the jungle – the people were dressed in white toga sort of clothing, but we weren’t allowed to take any up close photos of the people

Around 11:00 we arrived at another camp where we were going to have lunch.

The sun was shining and we were all overheating rather than freezing like the day before, so we headed down to the river for a swim. It felt great to cool off and wash off the sweat and dirt. We had a two-hour break here and used that time to swim in the river, dry our shoes in the sun and eat a delicious bean & rice soup.

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A beautiful day for a swim in the river

Carrying on trekking with a full belly from lunch was quite the task and we were all a little sluggish after our lunch breaks. Our journey continued along of the most beautiful river paths we’ve been on. We were incredibly high up on the cliff edge and the views of the water and massive boulders below were amazing.

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This portion of day 2 was so gorgeous! Right along the river 🙂

We eventually arrived at a very high suspension bridge, with no troll! We crossed and began our ascent to the next goal: the pineapple station.

This portion of the trek was straight up and we definitely struggled a little at this point. Even though we were in the front of the pack, we weren’t going fast whatsoever and had to stop and take many breaks to catch our breath.

The pineapple station was a welcome relief, but the day wasn’t over yet.

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Even though we were with this group at the front of the pack, we still struggled! At the pineapple station with new (sweaty) friends from France, England and the Netherlands.

This next portion of the hike was one of the most scenic. We passed by moss-covered boulders, little creeks, banana trees and more. It was so damp, cool and lush! After about 7 hours of hiking and 15 kilometers later, we arrived at our second camp: Paraiso, also known as base camp.

Then, like clockwork, the rains arrived around 3:00pm.

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Isn’t this jungle gorgeous?!

Base Camp is where many of the groups of hikers finally met up with one another. Expotur isn’t the only company running tours and at camp there were about 5 different groups, with about 15 people per group.

Needless to say, it was a busy and bustling camp. We were a bit worried about having many people on the trail during the trek, but the groups are staggered in a way that unless you’re super fast, or very slow, you shouldn’t meet up with anyone else.

We were thoroughly exhausted and sweaty at this point but thankfully there were some basic, cold showers here! Rather than waiting in line, I took to the river and rinsed off in the fresh water. After hanging up our nasty clothing and choosing our bunk beds, we all regrouped in the “dining hall” for cold beers, food…and to tend to any wounds we had received during the day.

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An easy river crossing – sometimes we’d remove our shoes, other times there was no point because they were already soaked from the rain

Knowing that we were going to be woken up at 5:00am again in the morning, and that it was the day we were all waiting for (the ruins!) we went to bed around 7:30pm to be well rested for the morning.

Some of us slept better than others.

I was rudely awoken at 3:00am by a familiar cramping in my stomach. A feeling that had happened one too many times in the past, and one that I hadn’t had to deal with in a long time.

The stomach issues were either from food itself (doubtful), something I touched, the dishes, or some river water. Who knows, all I knew was that I had about 1 minute to get through the mosquito net, climb down from the top bunk, find the toilet paper that we brought and run to the bathroom!

While everyone was excitedly eating their breakfast the next morning and chatting about how they couldn’t wait to see the Lost City, I was shoving Pepto Bismol in my mouth and feeling like dying in my bunk bed. Thankfully we were hiking to the city, then returning back to this same camp for lunch, so I was able to leave my backpack behind.

I made it through the cramping and after pulling over to the side of the trail (just once) to relieve myself, I started to feel better.

Just in time to hike up 1,200 stone steps.

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1,200 steps!

This was why we signed up for this epic jungle trek. This was why we had all dragged our tired, aching bodies out of bed at 5:00am. We had made it to the Lost City (Ciudad Perdida), and what a site it was! Josa gave us a brief history of the ruins and she knew the answer to any and all questions that we had.

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Our amazing guide Josa giving us a run down of the Lost City

We’ve all heard of the Inca Trail and the famous ruins of Machu Picchu, but not many people know about this ancient city built by the Tayrona people in 800AD, which is actually 650 years earlier than Machu Picchu!

The Lost City wasn’t discovered until 1972 when a group of looters came to raid for gold and precious metals. They saw some steps (the same 1,200 that we climbed) and followed them until they reached the stone terraces.

However, 1972 may be when outsiders discovered these ruins, but the indigenous people say that they’ve been coming to this site for years, but just kept it to themselves.

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We made it to the “Lost City”!

We wandered around the stone structures taking photos and chatting with the military men that are there to guard the ruins, and the tourists. In 2003, eight tourists were kidnapped by the ELN guerilla group in order to raise awareness of human rights violations. The hostages were released three months later and there hasn’t been an incident since.

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These military men live up here in 5 month shifts! They were so bored that they were listening to music, and rapping! haha

We had the perfect weather at the highlight of our trek. The clouds parted, the sun was shining and the sky was a brilliant blue. I even spotted a toucan! We spent a couple of hours at the Lost City enjoying the views and taking it all in.

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3 days of hiking was worth it to reach these ancient ruins!

Back down the 1,200 narrow steps we went and arrived at our camp for lunch. We were now heading back the way that we had come the day before. Unfortunately, the trail isn’t a loop and we needed to backtrack in order to get out of the jungle.

Again, like we all predicted, around 2:00pm the flood gates opened and Mother Nature gave us one final beating!

That huge two-hour ascent that we had done the day before (the one that was incredibly difficult for us), had now turned into a slippery mud road. The rain was coming down hard and we were sliding everywhere. We dug our wooden walking sticks into the mud for some traction, but that didn’t really help.

It was just Nick and I on the trail for the longest time and it felt like it took us forever to get to the camp we would be sleeping at.

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We didn’t bring out the camera when it was raining (obviously), but imagine this terrain with torrential rains coming down…mud!

After a fairly gruelling 11 kilometer day, we made it! Soaked to the bone, we continued with our daily routine of peeling off our wet, smelly clothing, hanging it to “dry”, rinsing off our bodies and putting on our PJ’s.

Mumake Camp didn’t have any electricity, so we dined by candlelight and used our headlamps to get around. This was our third and final night together and I actually went to bed at 6:30pm and slept all the way until 5:00am!

We all pushed our bodies to the limit and promptly passed out at the end of each day.

The next morning, I considered trekking in my bathing suit as my clothing had taken on a very unusual, potent odour of rotten meat! The smell was horrific and I felt bad for anyone who came near me. Thankfully, I wasn’t the only one who smelled awful.

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Cocoa pod growing on the trail. We also saw coffee, bananas and papaya

Day 4 was a difficult one.

After breakfast, there were no breaks. We were trekking all the way back to the village of El Mamey where we started the whole journey. We would have lunch and catch a ride out of the jungle. It was supposed to take about 7.5 hours, but somehow Nick and I and a few others did it in 5 – 5.5 hours.

For a solid 2 hours we were in what we dubbed “beast mode”. We were unstoppable. The massive ascent that we were dreading felt like a piece of cake. Once we arrived back at the dangerous river that we had crossed the first night, it was unrecognizable. We easily crossed by rock-hopping.

Those same boulders were completely submerged just days before.

The muddy path down that first night had now dried up completely. Regardless, this ascent was difficult for us and even though we were all cursing the rain throughout the hike, we were now praying it would come.

The sun was shining brightly and it was an intense heat.

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The scenery on day 4 was gorgeous, and the sun made for some great photos, but it was incredibly hot!

Our feet were aching, and we were starting to get a sun burn, but we pressed on. We knew at the end of this would be an icy cold beer, a proper shower, a good meal and a big celebration with all of our new friends!

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We did it!! We may have been sweaty, smelly and completely exhausted, but we were very proud of ourselves for having completed the trek.

Our group was amazing and we couldn’t have asked for a more positive, upbeat bunch of travellers. Even though we were all going through tough times during the 47 kilometer hike, no one complained and everyone was there to offer encouragement when it was needed.

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Congratulations everyone! Job well done 🙂 3 people were from the Netherlands, 2 from France, 7 from England, 1 from the Czech Republic and us 2 Canadians. Ages ranged from 24 – 62!

One by one, our fellow hikers started to arrive at the restaurant and we all applauded and high-fived one another for completing one of the most memorable and challenging treks, under some extreme weather conditions. What an accomplishment it was!

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Whoo Hooo! Well done everyone 🙂

People can make or break your trip, and this group of thirteen travellers, and our two adorable guides were the best we could have asked for. We’ll never forget our epic trek in the Colombian jungle.

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Dariece is a co-founder of Goats On The Road, and together with her best friend, travel partner and love of her life, Nick, she’s been travelling the world since 2008…experiencing some of the least visited corners of our planet. She loves meeting new people and learning about the unique cultures of our world. Her advice has been featured on the Lonely Planet, CNN Money, Business Insider and Forbes.

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14 thoughts on “Trekking Into the Colombian Jungle: Our 4 Day Adventure to The Lost City Ruins

  1. Great story guy..one of the cool things about adventure is the story that comes about in each one. This one shares not only adventure but discovery of ancient ruins, villagers and their culture, fellow travelers, your physical and mental strength and so much more…it’s what adventure really is all about. Love the look of the blog…really captures the colors, the magnetism of the surroundings and adventure its self..it simply is a storybook…ummm..isn’t that a nicer and better word than Blog?….keep exploring…:)

  2. This is really an interesting post for all of us.i wish i could have read post like this at that time. Any way this post is perfect for all newbies out there. hope it helps all of them.

  3. You guys really smell! just joking 🙂 What a terrific story. I almost could feel the pain and the rain that you had to go through, but I bet it was worth it.

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