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Minca: El Refugio and the Waterfall

Feb 19 – Today’s plan is to hike a mile up the mountain to see the local waterfall, Pozo Azul (blue pool). After a fine coffee, scrambled egg, fruit, and pancake breakfast provided by our hostess Aura, we set out early in an attempt to beat the heat.

Hummingbirds entertained us as we ate breakfast

No such luck. Have I mentioned that it is HOT? Even in the morning when the thermometer reads 75, the real feel is already 90.

Jim loves walking uphill

While a mile of walking is nothing for us, a mile uphill in the heat was enough for me to acquiesce to the two moto drivers who offered to take us to the top. The drivers were very solicitous, taking the corners slowly and not trying to scare the bejeezus out of me. Helmets? Who needs helmets?

They dropped us off where we paid the entrance fee for Pozo Azul. From there, it was another mile walk down to the waterfall, jostling and bumping with the tide of humanity all headed for a dip in the water.

So many people!

There was a tent where you could buy insurance before going down to the water – do people die doing this?

The falls are small and pretty
The rocks are wet and slippery

After admiring the view (I never got close enough to the water to stick a toe in), we started back across the rocks. I was startled to see a man carrying an old woman on his back, her legs dangling limply in the air. Behind him were two family members carrying Granny’s wheelchair! I wondered where they would find space to set her down, and I guess we’ll never know.

The walk back was pretty solitary – I guess folks go for the whole day – and before too long we were back in Minca.

An interesting chimney
Back in Minca
Lots of trinkets for sale
We passed a little church
…with a groovy Jesus inside
An artist painting angel wings on a wall

We had another lunch that couldn’t be beat, in a riverside restaurant that featured a large parrot.

Our riverside view
Señor Loro
Jim opted for the local fish

A dip in the pool completed our afternoon.

And another lovely sunset completed our day.

So long, Minca – it’s been grand!

Minca: Chunu’u

Feb 17 – This is the laid back part of our vacation, where we eat and swim and lie around. Lots of tropical bird calls. Big decisions like what to order for supper. If anything exciting happens, I’ll let you know.

Tasty arepas at breakfast!
Sitting by the pool
Swinging near the river
Is this Albert Einstein?

In the meantime, here are some pretty tropical flowers:

Feb 18 – Today is Sunday, and we awoke to hear many children. What? It seems that on Sundays, families come from Santa Marta or other nearby towns to use the pool and resort facilities just for the day. We sauntered down to breakfast to find a long line of hungry customers waiting to be fed. Our isolated jungle respite is over. Just as well, we are moving on today.

The mountains in the morning

We walked back up the dusty road into town, where the sound of bird call was replaced by the honks of taxis and the growls of motos (motorcycles) looking to give tourists a ride to the local attractions.

We are looking for El Refugio, a place that actually comes up on our Google Maps, but we can’t seem to find it.

Look up, Karen – the little sign is right overhead!

El Refugio is a very small hostal with everything we need: air con, a pool and strong wifi. We dropped off our packs and ventured back out to find some lunch.

This little town has something for every backpacker: German bratwurst, Japanese sushi, Italian pasta and pizza, Mexican tacos and…

Marhaba means Hello in Turkish

…Turkish schwarma! I love me some doner kebab on a hot Colombian day!

As we are now on top of a mountain, we had lovely views of the sunset and the evening lights.

Another long, hot day!

Minca

Feb 14 – This morning we packed our gear and took a taxi into the heart of the city to hop on a van headed north. The 15 passenger van was full of young backpackers looking forward to ecotours and other mountain grooviness. Our destination was the mountain town of Minca.

As we got out of the van, the kids got onto waiting motorbikes or piled into other vans heading for waterfalls. We got out our phones and started trudging up the dirt road to find our next accommodation.

Our hostess Margarita was waiting for us, and showed us the path to our new home. The Booking.com description was correct that it was a private house with a kitchen and bathroom. What it failed to mention was that it was a corrugated metal shack in full sun, with an internal temperature over 100 degrees. No air con. Uh oh…

We were booked here for four nights, and figured we’d be roasted to a crisp long before then. We decided to walk to the little town and get some provisions.

The only super mercado had mostly beer, chips and candy bars. What to do? We found some ramen noodles for supper and some eggs for breakfast.

We walked back home and started looking online for another accommodation. We had surprisingly good wifi! Jim found a place just five minutes down the road.

The sun was going down and it was starting to cool down a little, so we decided to stay the night and move in the morning. Jim texted our hostess, who apologized for the heat and gave us our money back.

Feb 15 – So this morning we packed up again and walked further down the road to the Chunuu resort.

Here we have a pool, a Jacuzzi, a lovely restaurant, a huge suite with air con and a shower with warm water! Of course we are the only people over 30, and we hear German, French, and Cockney as well as Español. What a difference a day makes…