My experience of trekking over 100kms without a guided party. Dealing with unknown distances, unfortunate toilet stops and closed campsites.
Having been on the road for four months now enjoying exceptional highs and enduring spirit-crushing lows, one thing has remained consistent: dormlife.
I’m sure we’ve still got a lot more to learn. But at this point I think that to become a fully-fledged traveller you just need to stop giving a shit.
The drive through the valley is literally called Ruta de las Estrellas, or Route of the Stars. I set up my camera and tried to capture some of the fabulous constellations we learned about.
I start off a bit more confident, I’m going a bit faster and the group have regular breaks to gather together and take photos. That's when I go wrong for the second time.
I wake up at 4am. I’m really pissed off that the guide has made me feel so rubbish about myself. I’ve decided to prove him wrong
A few tips based on our experience in the jungle. Top ones include: don't touch any trees and don't bother asking any questions about the food.