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Tayrona N.P. Camp
Tents among the treesTuesday 25
th February (Odyssey Day 109)
Our San Gil hotel put on breakfast early for us, so we were up at 0600 for that. We departed only about 15 minutes late at 0715. It was to be a very long day of travelling, further than we had done previously. I believe the original plan had been to bushcamp between these two stops, but it is not something we wanted to do. Not only are the options for places to stop limited, but it is also possibly less then safe here and there was no point taking chances. I slept most of the morning away at the front of the truck but after lunch decided that the only way to stay awake was to watch a couple of movies on my laptop. However by 2130, it was time for another nap and pretty much everyone on the truck was asleep by this point.
I was woken from my rather deep sleep by the lights being switched on – we had finally arrived at our campsite on the beach at 2330! A very long day of travel and so
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Beach showers, and very hot sand we all set up our tents in the dark, hoping we had picked a good spot that wasn’t under a coconut tree, and then made our way to the camp restaurant to be fed chicken and rice for dinner. It was far too late to be cooking ourselves, and the camp was nice enough to organise it for us, ready when we arrived.
Having slept so much on the truck on the way here though, no one was really in any hurry to get to bed. So instead we decided to check out what the bar on the beach had to offer, which turned out to be quite a lot.
Wednesday 26
th February (Odyssey Day 110)
I was up at 0800 this morning simply because the tent got too hot after that. The camp looked lovely in daylight and the beach was beautiful, much like the beaches at home. White sand and clear blue/green water. Ellie and I were happy to see that we had found a spot for our tent that was in slight
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Johnny is just protecting Kelly from sunburn, I'm sure shade, without being under any coconut trees. Those things fall really hard and you wouldn’t want to be hit by one.
Johnny hadn’t been to bed and I caught him trying to bury Kelly in the sand. These boys had been the last two up when I went to have a nice cold shower at 0330 last night and it seems they hadn’t been to bed all night.
The showers here are cold, but that is a welcome thing in this heat. It doesn’t even really cool off at night and the days are blistering.
A few of us spent quite some time this morning trying to master the slack line near the bar. It had been set up to help with coaching surfing, which is what the bar tender does during the days. It is apparently meant to help balance, which means clearly the only one with any balance amongst us is Simon. The rest of us spent far more time in the sand than on the line. It was great fun and Hannah and I in particular
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Mike, Johnny, AJ & Hannah at the bar were determined to traverse the full length of the line at least once.
We are camped in a campsite right on the beach just next to Tayrona National Park. The camp is lovely and peaceful and there are only a couple of other people around aside from our group. With nothing else to do here, it is a great chance to relax. You could hire surfboards, get surfing lessons, walk down to the river 10 minutes away to swim in calmer waters, sit in the shade and enjoy the slight breeze or make use of the bar.
Tonight we managed a campfire on the beach to cook the meat for dinner. Everyone enjoyed a few cocktails from the bar and Ellie even cooked some popcorn over the fire. It is nice to have the chance to just hang out for an evening again.
Thursday 27
th February (Odyssey Day 111)
Another day to relax on the beach. Another day to fall off the slack line multiple times. Some of
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Relaxing beach camp the group went into the Tayrona NP to either hike or swim (or both) but the beach was enough for me.
Hannah and I persisted on the slack line until we could easily walk half way across it. It was hard work though and a cold shower is heaven after an hour of that! Well, a cold shower and an even colder beer, well deserved I think. Who would have thought walking was such hard work?
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