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A failed attempt to get to San Jose de Guarviare & Finca de Jaime near Villavicencio

June 15, 2018 – June 16, 2018

A Colombian we had met earlier in the trip had recommended that we try to go to San Jose de Guaviare, on the llanos (plains) south and east of the capital city of Bogota. He said that there was a lot of wildlife and that it was a beautiful and little visited place set between the mountains and the amazon jungle in Colombia. We did a bit of research and decided that it sounded very interesting and we were very excited.

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Finca Carajo, Bucaramanga

June 4, 2018 – June 6, 2018

We left Mompox and headed towards the city of Bucaramanga. We had plans to camp at Finca Carajo, a small farm in a cloud forest that had a few hiking trails, and we were excited to get to some cooler temperatures. We made it to the beautiful city of Bucaramanga, where I saw that there were two routes up into the mountains surrounding the city. The recommended one would get us out of the city faster, but then showed miles and miles of curving, switched back roads. The second route would keep us in the city longer, but the mountain road looked much straighter. We chose the second route.

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Malpais, Orosi Valley, and the Caribbean.

April 24, 2018 – May 4, 2018

One more beach camp on the Nicoya Peninsula, this time near the town of Malpais. And again, heavenly. We walked down the beach one night for a drink and some ceviche as we watched the sun set. On one afternoon, we walked to the nearby town to a little store, then returned to our camp by the beach, not seeing another person until we neared our campsite. Riders on horseback would occasionally wander past between us and the shore. It was beautiful and peaceful and so, if you are not tired of seeing them yet, here are some more beach and sunset pictures.

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Finca de San Antonio

We did manage to do one of the tours while we were at El Pantano, and that was the tour of Finca de San Antonio.  The finca is run by four brothers and is home to them, their families and their 80 year old parents.  Manuel, one of the brothers, picked us up at El Pantano and we began the walk from there to the finca.  The dirt road was steep and the day, even at 8 am, was already hot and muggy.

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