Today we got up around 930 and planned to bike ride to the neighboring town Puyo about 63kms away, was supposed to be a beautiful drive.
We went to the travel agency we have been using and rented bikes for $5 for the day and headed out of town. Me, Jose, and john came along. Jose wasn’t too thrilled that John and I got up so late because he’s one of those “morning people”
We headed out of town and first drove past a dam.
A little further down the road we saw the first canopy tower. Canopying is basically zip lining in a lying down position. Looked awesome, it looked like the people we were watching were flying.
Once I saw it I immediately decided that I had to do it. It was $10 to go one way across the canyon and return in the gondola, or $15 to go both ways. Was no decision to be made for me I chose both ways. They geared me all up and I went to the top of the tower.
They put my feet up in a sling and sent me off
I’m not sure how fast it went, but the whole thing only took about 30-40 seconds. It wasn’t quite as cool as it looked, but beautiful views. The only part that really got my adrenaline pumping was at the end when you are flying 40 mph at a dirt pile, but there was a guy at the end there to stop me. I snapped some photos en route.
The 15 year old kid at this end strapped me up and sent me back on my way.
Along the way we met a Swiss kid and a Canadian. They told us of a place called Diablo (Devil’s) falls, so we tagged along.
I went to grab an empinada and mentioned to everyone that I was doing so, but when I came back no one was in sight. I figured that maybe they didn’t hear me and had headed down, so I started hiking down the trail.
My friends weren’t there, so I back traced through everything again and started heading back to see if I could find them at the top of the trail maybe. I ran into Jose and apparently they had waited 20 mins for me before deciding to just head down. So I crawled back through the tunnel-path with them to the top.
There was another view from the falls that we could access by a bridge.
We headed back out, and it started raining. Rain was spraying from the tires into our eyes, so we stopped around kilometer 23 out of the 60 we needed to go. I wanted to continue our ride to Puyo but no one else did so I wasn’t about to go on my own.
We showered up a bit, napped, and went to a bar called Leprechaun. Main club in town. Jon was bitching that the 30 ounce beers here were “expensive” because they costed $3. Drank fairly heavily and got to sleep around 3.