Friday, June 12, 2009

Waterfall Adventures

When we arrived at Jarabacoa, which is pretty much the main place where tourist take off to climb the mountain Pico Duarte, as usual a guide immediately jumped upon us asking what our plans were and if we intended to go up as well. For US$ 200 he would take us, no problem, he said.
Our previous encounters made us hold him off for a while so we told him we were getting on the internet first. After writing an email to the whole world we decided that we were going to pay a visit to one of the waterfalls close by and if possible, camp there too.
The same guide took us there and try to rip us off again by claiming that the price he stated (500 pesos) to take us there was per person (which seemed to be the standard procedure to trick tourists who tried to negotiate a price on beforehand).
We told him we knew the prices for gas and we thought he'd been paid enough. Of course he made a face like a hit dog, but eventually shook our hands and buggered off.

We went up higher on the river a bit till we found a tiny little beach were we threw off our bags and clothes and started wading through the river to look if there was even a better spot. at first we crossed another much waterfall and the river curved so we couldn't see around it, so we decided to check a little further, but there we met the same scenario for a couple of times more, so we went back, happy with the spot we'd found at first.
There we made a fire and set up a improvisionairy shelter (which we took down later to lay upon instead of underneath).
Later that night it started raining, so we quickly put the shelter up again (luckily we hadn't detached the lines yet, so all we had to do was put the poles back up).
It didn't rain hard so we weren't disturbed any further that night.
Although when we cleaned up next morning, we noticed that some animal had been gnawing at our bag of bread (possibly a rat or some kind), so I was kinda glad I was sound asleep.

2 comments:

  1. Two tourists were driving through Wisconsin. As they were approaching
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    The blonde girl leaned over the counter and said, Burrrrrr, gerrrrrr,
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  2. Good joke !! Why post it anonymously ?

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