Journey to Angel - highest waterfall in the world
• Journey to Angel - highest waterfall in the world
So, finally, today we find ourselves at the destination. After a few hours we will swim in the natural pool filled with water, which is almost a kilometer-high resets the highest waterfall in the world Kerepakupai-measure.
The sun in this region rises at 6 am with the sun wakes up and our talkative friend Roberto, who, moving from tree to tree, in different languages wants more tourists sleeping good morning. Tourists hate it with all my heart, but after 7 begin to crawl out of their houses and, as if nothing had happened, lining up in a queue, happily talk to Roberto.
Soon serves breakfast, after which you need to leave the room. It is necessary to take all the most valuable, and the money and documents folded into a backpack and leave the camp.
Around 9:00 our group climbed down to the river just above the falls, was loaded into the boat and raced toward the goal.
Half an hour boat slowly walked down the wide quiet river, the surrounding passengers photographed the serene landscapes and waited and waited, and when we are sailing.
Sailed. The boat to the shore, on which stood a hut. Inside the cabin the market with all sorts of useless and beads. As I said, money and documents we prudently left in the camp, so you can walk and admire the savanna, while the Germans zatarivatsya junk)
Around the course, there were no waterfalls, especially the highest in the world. But why should we parked here? Yes, of course, to visit the minimarket. But this market is here, on the contrary, there was, because at this point planted tourists. The point is just upstream on the river impassable rapids, which, if you try, no passengers can be overcome, but the boat loaded them just will not work. In general, the road ahead of us.
forty minutes of easy tracking, during which it is necessary to take off your shoes and enjoy the gentle hot sand.
Ahead through the clouds occasionally show a huge tepuy. Apparently, somewhere around the corner hides Angel.
A walk over, we again approached the bank of the river. A few minutes later we drove our limousine. Sail on.
The boat with the motor going down the river very quickly, throwing on the side of millions of spray, which in turn catches the wind and enters into the boat, directly to passengers. Ideal location - on the nose, but sitting there "looking", pointing the way and a little taxiing at the right time. Another good place - the food, but there sits a steering driver. In general, anyway, on the way will be all wet. Not knowing what lies ahead, except for the month of travel, just in case I put the camera in germomeshok and decided to just enjoy the ride.
Less than ten minutes later, having thresholds before us. Boat accelerated to maximum speed, flew into turbulent flow and braked. At this point, we have a little spun, and huge (really not a huge, forty centimeters above the board) wave covered us.
Feeling the fairway, the captain stepped on the gas, and we are confident slipped rough water.
I was glad that he hid the camera, but also a great joy it gives me a few sad faces. The greater part of our travel companions happy adventure.
About three and a half hours we walked upstream, gradually gave way to savannah jungle, and on the sides of steep walls towering tepuov. I've already said a thousand times that the Angel - the goal, but the path to the goal sometimes is more important and more interesting. If you ever are thinking to go to the Angel, in any case, do not worry on the road because of the heat or cold, rain or sun. Bring sunscreen, in case of clear weather, and a raincoat, on a cold case - wrong with him blows. Well, turning his head from side to side.
Periodically over the water flew azure butterflies the size of our pigeon, and the boat slows.
- This is not to wake Cocodrilo - I calmed Englishwoman Izzy, which we zadruzhilis "against" "the German camp" (the majority of the members of our "expedition" were from Germany).
The river was narrow. Stones at the bottom of the stones on the banks of the sun gave way to rain - everything pointed to the fact that we are here.
- Do you speak English?
- Well, so is turning, b .... !!!
Select the calm water, we went ashore to take a breath and have lunch. Above the clouds circling the tepuis, behind which were heard. If the noise measuring device, then perhaps it can be compared with the noise of the Moscow Ring Road, but the ear can not be fooled. We are in place!
In the afternoon sailed for another five minutes and got to the confluence of two rivers arrow - great for which we here rose nearly 5 hours and small, which seems ... That's it !!!
Then on foot. Through the jungle. Stuffy as in a greenhouse, it is terrible, because among other things the jungle - it's crocodiles, lions and gorillas, as well as snakes, spiders and other dangerous beasts unseen.
Above the head of gathering twigs.
And under their feet intertwined in knots stones, roots and poisonous snakes.
Let's go, sweat, and what to do?
It came to be admired. But our human imagination can not imagine all the greatness of this miracle of nature, even when you look at it live.
Well, waterfall, well, almost a kilometer ...
Friends climbers have better imagined difference Angel - almost 20 pitches sheer wall.
While people figachit bows, and we recorded the New Year's greetings, top of tepui began quietly disappear into the clouds.
And by that time, I decided to take a picture like I do, and does it started pouring rain.
Angel Feed slowly, like snow in calm weather, settled on the land, and we lost the observation deck next group, and went swimming in the pool, which is located under the bottom of the waterfall stage - in the photo above this level can be seen with me.
Slippery stones rapid current drop and come off from the flow of mixed with rain. Cool, fun, but I was cold.
Then slowly went down. Rain pounding on the roof of the jungle, under which everything was as stuffy, but even more damp.
At five in the evening the boat take us to the other side of the river, where there was a dinner and shelter from the rain. Hammocks strung under a canopy. It's our house until the morning.
By the way, about dinner. It is he. Sooo delicious.
It gets dark in the jungle is even faster than in the city. From entertainment - only sleep in a hammock. Before going to bed I decided to go to the toilet. Gently walked to detached houses, which were surprisingly Watery closets, turned on the flashlight, and almost "went", reaching half a meter. On the door frame sitting frog. All anything, but try to imagine (or go to the nearest door and touch) the door frame and the size of a frog. Exactly the same displeasure looked at me with the door.
These "monsters" here thousands and they were up all night singing songs. I drowned them only occasionally heavy rain. Again because of the damp night, I was not at all hot.
Canaima two standard tour to Angel. One, the most common, one day in the lagoon of Canaima, a road to the Angel, and in the morning return to the camp in the afternoon plane back home. The second option - the day in Canaima, the road to Angel and another full day at the waterfall contemplation.
For those who are not in a hurry, love nature and, for example, pictures of her like this option, but those who crave adventure and movement are likely to get bored.
We had little time and money, we would dvizhuhi, so Thomas, which we bought a tour for us everything is fine and decided to chose the first option. After breakfast, we began to descend to the house.
Kerepakupai-measure was completely overcast, and rain poured from the sky. Some of those who stayed for another day, a little bit jealous of us, and the two are even in the last moment jumped into the boat sails.
On the way home from the clouds it was even steeper than the road here. Only one drawback bit spoiled my mood - lack of fat in me, why I was very freezing in the wind. However, the lower we went down the river, the warmer it became.
After the rain on the walls of the mountains there are dozens, hundreds of new waterfalls.
It is only at first glance it seems that around the silence and serenity.
In fact, we rush through time and space. The roar of the engine, and spray in all directions.
In a 100 001-th time saying that while moving from point A to point B, you need to turn his head from side to side and not to be soared because of the fact that the cold and wet.
Find a picture of a waterfall
The road back takes much less time. After a couple of hours, we stopped at a waterfall, where a few wishing went swimming (most already all tired, and I was cold).
For example, our guide Churun washing in a waterfall. As expected - with soap and shampoo. Agree, in fact not at all in the camp in the shower
But, in fact, the waterfall itself.
Even a little bit, and then unloaded on shore to get around dangerous rapids.
It is not the rain, through the clouds, the smile of Chavez, the Venezuelan Bolivarian peeps warm sun. Finally, you can shake off the raincoat, take off our shoes and walk.
And this is the beginning of waterfalls. Here we said goodbye to the boatman and went to the camp.