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Published: October 31st 2018
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Today we are off to Puente Dios - God’s Bridge. It’s another series of waterfalls where one can supposedly swim...although we have our doubts.
This set of falls is on the same river as the Tamasopo Falls that we visited yesterday, just a little bit further out of town in a different direction. We negotiate our taxi and 20 minutes later we are up in the thick of the jungle.
We are dropped near a railway track which we must cross and then we find the entrance booth. They are trying to rent me a life vest for swimming but I tell them I’m going to take a look before I commit to anything. I may be a ‘fish’ but I don’t want to be a dead fish!
Unlike yesterday, today’s view is going to require some effort - over 300 steep steps to climb down before we reach the river! It’s a paved descent but the treads are edged with railway sleepers - ie very slippery when wet - which they are! We proceed with caution. I’m pretty sure we won’t be wanting to climb back up here for the life jackets but I’m also fairly sure
that swimming won’t be possible anyway! These falls are said to be fiercer than those at Tamasopo and I wasn’t prepared to brave them.
As we get closer we can hear the thunder of gushing water and then the first waterfall is in sight. Yes, it’s rushing furiously and with great force - definitely no swimming here today!
We reach the blue grotto. We can see the pool where people usually swim with its safety grab rope in the middle. The entrance is roped off, and quite rightly so. You really would need to be mad to attempt it! Thank goodness we didn’t waste all that money on an organised tour to come here - it’s clearly not safe to swim anywhere in this region right now. We enjoy the scenery though.
It’s really humid and we left our towels at the top. We really could have done with them - it feels like we have already been swimming! We walk along the bank seeing lots more waterfalls - all very scenic and all fast and furious. We are taking it very steady because it’s very wet and the ground is slippery. The fence posts are not
at all sturdy and one false slip could seriously be fatal.
We decide to head back to the main path, then take a side path spur which leads upriver. Apparently it goes to the source but it’s probably miles away so we decide to head back. It’s been a good mornings exercise and a very pretty path. As we exit, we meet a lot more people coming in. They are all carrying their rented life vests - I have a feeling they are going to be disappointed!
We called our taxi twenty minutes ago and he has come to collect us. We return to town to pick up some fresh bread, fruit and tomatoes for our lunch. Then it’s back to the hotel for the usual lazy afternoon.
A call back to the UK to find out that my dad has been discharged and is back home again now. It’s no fun getting old. :-(
So, apart from a part pack in readiness for the off tomorrow, there isn’t too much else to do except jump in pool for a swim. Its chilly jumping in but fine once I have taken the plunge. I do around
twenty laps of the goldfish bowl before getting bored. It’s no fun when people won’t come in to play. :-)
I sit on the side of the pool to drip off and amuse myself translating the ‘pool rules’, most of which I am sure have been broken by the Mexicans who were here at the weekend. :-). Apart from the usual, using at own risk and not running, we note that children under 1-2 years of age must be accompanied by a responsible adult? It is also forbidden to use the pool as a toilet, engage in comedy, or wear sun block!
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