Photo Gallery
Jungle Trek in Portobelo
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At the beginning of the walk, walking through a finca, Heike, Brian and me
Passing the church from a different angle
Stopping at the top of a hill for a breather
one of the old mortar and pestles left here by the indigenous indians that were killed off by the spanish
Heike and his horses, this is the one that we had a go of bare back riding!
Horse wants mayonnaise flavored crisps!
A view over the top of Portobelo
Into the thick of the jungle!
Very muddy trails
Me Heather and Peter following up the rear! I did get told of by Brian when we got back for talking too much, what me? I don't believe it!
A view over the jungle canopies
More mud and more chatting by the looks of it!
A tree full of crazy birds nests hanging from the tree. They weren't in any other trees just this one.
Very nasty palm trees that obviously don't want anyone climbing them
Looks like I'm trying to push Peter over here, possible to steal his lunch pack!?
Nearly down to the river
Nasty Brian who doesn't like me speaking!
Muddy me
Heike our guide, Burgulas, Malauda!! (Some crazy Finish words that he kept in any language he spoke!)
Tree bridges across the stream
Finally down to the river
Very very slippery rocks, me and Heather tentitively take slow steps forward, miles behind the others!
Holding on to grass for support, always a winner!
Tiny illuminous green, very poisonous froggies, the indigenousness uses them or poison on there arrows and blow pipes
Crazy adventurous rock leaping through the water!
Emptying the water out of our boots on the first pit stop
Crossing the river via a fallen tree
Holding onto plants again for dear life, whilst trying not to slip on the rocks and fall into the river running below. Heather snake bumming behind me!
Mind that big bolder doesn't fall on your head Brian!! He He!
Another pit stop to fill up our bottles with fresh water
Clothes on the rocks to dry
Our final destination the 3rd waterfall
Brian, Heather and Peter after taking a dip in the pool
Heike and Stu after there own adventure down to the bottom pool. No gold found unfortunately
Stuart did have to go and wear his most disgusting pants for all to see! 'The measure of a mans thirst' Red lion beer pants! Thanks Lol where ever you may be for buying him these awful things!
I skipped the tree bridge on the way back and took the easy route through the water
Poor Stu, his walking boots decided that they had had enough and the whole bottom fell off! He had to try and hold them together with a bit of bungee cord without much success.
All of us on the way back down
One of the fantastic trees with routes big enough to camp in. This one is thought to be a 100 or so years old. This one is just a baby compared to ones of this type in Brazil which have been known to live up to many hundreds of years old
Hurrah, new toilet is here, we can now leave for the San Blas!
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