Our first weekend there (not including the drive down), we took a trip to
Guachochi, the "big city" to do grocery shopping (and a liquor and beer stop ...
Norogachi is dry). Next to one of their parks is this waterfall. We drove down to the base and were allowed to 'go play outside'. The sound was restful: the constant gentle hum/roar of the water splashing against the rocks and meandering its way down the river. Of course, leave it to me to be the one that nearly falls in - in my defense, it was slippery. It was fun to see the natives, especially the children, get excited with laughter playing near the water's edge. Our next waterfall adventure was even bigger and more dramatic.
Our first weekend there (not including the drive down), we took a trip to Guachochi, the "big city" to do grocery shopping (and a liquor and beer stop ... Norogachi is dry). Next to one of their parks is this waterfall. We drove down to the base and were allowed to 'go play outside'. The sound was restful: the constant gentle hum/roar of the water splashing against the rocks and meandering its way down the river. Of course, leave it to me to be the one that nearly falls in - in my defense, it was slippery. It was fun to see the natives, especially the children, get excited with laughter playing near the water's edge. Our next waterfall adventure was even bigger and more dramatic.
2 comments:
Falling into the mud pit, almost falling into the water by the waterfall, I am noticing a trend :)
yea ... not so good on the balance thing. My pulley incedent in Poland is yet another example. Such is life. To clarify, I did not actually fall into the mud, though was close many times. The girl covered from waist down was the first, followed closely by two others.
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