Amboro National Park – Day 2

Out of all the days of hiking through Amboro, today would be the longest. We would have both hiking during the day and night. There are some animals that are more present at night and we wanted to try to see them. The day started after our breakfast. Some of the stuff was repetitive but this red blooming tree was new. This palm is cool in that it moves. It throws these root arms and drops others. This allows it to move around some. There are conflicting theories as to why it does this but regardless of why, it’s pretty cool. This happy bald spot on the floor of the jungle is a leaf cutter ant trail. They clear the path that they follow “home”. Why are they cutting things down? It’s because they are fungus farmers. They take certain leaves and use them to grow fungus in their nests.…

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Amboro National Park – Day 1

Amboro National Park was a good consolation prize. After several days of trying to figure out how to get to Noel Kempff National Park, I gave in and booked with a company that would take me to Amboro. The issue is that when you travel alone, you need to book with other people as the cost would be very high otherwise. This coupled with the logistical nightmare and infrequent visits to Noel Kempff meant that it would cost me several thousand dollars to get there and I would have to give at least 2 weeks notice to get the logistics worked out. I was not going to blow several months of travel budget on a week, so Amboro it was. The night prior I got a call from Marcos of amboro tours letting me know that he would pick me up 20 minutes before the agreed upon time. Unlike what…

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Day 286 – Hitchhiking to Perito Moreno

I had been thinking about hitchhiking to Perito Moreno to save the $30 bus fare. The entrance alone is $21.50 so just in seeing the glacier the total cost would be $51.50, a lot for an unemployed vagabond. Luckily Louise was willing to come with me so we hit the road together. Louise is someone I met at my hostel and is another one of the solo cyclists on the continent. She started in Buenos Aires and is making her way down south. She is also blogging throughout her trip so those french readers can see what she’s up to here: http://voyageargentinelouise.blogspot.com We walked to where I was told one would best get a ride. Upon speaking to a police officer I realized I was either informed wrong or misunderstood. We then walked toward the opposite end of town but not before stopping at the gas station and asking touristy…

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Day 146 – Olympic National Park Backcountry Day 3 of 3

I had a little break in weather and quickly emptied my tent and began to pack it up. Since it had been raining heavily throughout the night this would probably be the best opportunity to do this. I packed up my soaking wet tent in the light drizzle and soon after  I took my stuff to the closed Ranger station and cooked/ate under the covered porch. After breakfast I headed out on the Hoh River trail, the trail I came in on. At this point my camera was so wet that I thought I would cease to work, and it did cease to work. This is why today is void of lots of pictures. The one or two shots I managed before my camera quit on me were filled with water spots. I got out with enough daylight to go to another part of the park where I could see…

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Day 145 – Olympic National Park Backcountry Day 2 of 3

Armed with my dry change of clothes I retrieved my bear bag and made breakfast. It was not pouring down but it was still raining. Today I had planned on hiking about 17 miles round trip to make up for the distance I didn’t cover yesterday. I stopped frequently taking pictures and doing my best to not get my non-waterproof camera wet. Here is my heavier 3 person tent which I had to use since my lighter tent had to get sent in for repairs. I was taken by these little mushrooms yesterday and I was happy to find some more along the trail today. Perhaps it was the contrast against all the green but they had this very pure white to them with a soft delicate appearance. There were a few river crossings and some that I was told could swell making them impassable. I found it funny that…

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