“You must crunch up when you hit the water, like a bomb.” The guide demonstrates by crouching down into a ball and hugging his knees.
“Why?” I look suspiciously over the edge of the little cliff into the muddy brown water. It seems a lot farther down than 20 feet.
“So you do not hit the rocks, on the bottom.” He crouches down into a ball again to emphasize his point.
“Trust us!” he says and smiles.
“Also do not jump too far,” he gestures vaguely off the cliff “It is not so deep over there.”
“Okay… can I see you do it?” I sit with my legs dangling over the rock as he runs, never pausing as his feet leave the ground. I can tell you with more certainty where he landed in the rocky pool than I can say my own name.
“Who’s next?” He smiles up at us as he makes his way out of the muddy pool.
Hold your breath, plug your nose, and jump.
It’s been an intense week here in San Gil, Colombia in more ways than one! We started out the week with a whitewater rafting trip down the Suarez River followed by a wild day of waterfall rappelling, zip lining, caving, and bouldering. Monday morning kicked off a week long intensive Spanish course that left our afternoons free to wander through the local market, check out some nearby waterfalls, swimming holes and visit the small, beautiful town of Barichara. We spent our last day in this adventure paradise paragliding over the Chicamocha canyon. We’re about to hop on a night bus for the 12 hour journey to Santa Marta!
Barichara was heralded as one of the most picturesque and quaint colonial towns in all of Colombia and it certainly didn’t disappoint. Wandering through the cobblestone streets all of the earth-packed houses painted white with jewel colored doors, the church rising proudly above the tiled roofs, it feels a little like walking through the pages of someone’s diary. Like sneaking glimpses of someone else’s secrets. The town was especially quiet when we were there, as we arrived during the afternoon siesta and headed out on the picturesque hike to Guanes, the Camino del Real, before Barichara woke back up.
Cascadas de Juan Curi is just outside of San Gil and we were lucky to see it swollen from a recent rainstorm. It was almost too big to hike up to and we were warned about the possibility of flash flooding. I’m so grateful we arrived in the nick of time. Hearing the water thundering down from 180 meters and enveloping you in a soft mist was incredible.
We woke up on our last morning in Colombia to paragliding over the Chicamocha Canyon, more to come on this adventure!