So. I climbed a Mountain [Pico Duarte]and it was really really hard. It started raining on Tuesday, which is the day we spent hiking for 9 hours uphill the whole way. I ended up getting really sick [It never fails Schnitz!] and had to ride a mule for 7 hours the day after we reached the peak. After we summitted, we spent a day in the valley of the mountains and we rode horses through a mountain meadow. It was almost too perfect to seem real. It was very real though with the wild cows who had adapted pidgeon type qualities. It was hilarious, they roamed the campsite picking up food and eating towels and other articles of clothing. They pooped on everything and peed everywhere too! It was soooo weird! I’d never seen cows like them. One night, we were all sitting around the campfire and weren’t paying attention and a cow made it’s way into the small shack we used for cooking. Before we got over to shoo him out, he managed to upend a bunch of dinner dishes and then when spooked crapped allllllll over the kitchen. It was hilaroius. I had never seen anything like it. The main guide, Haino [pronounced hay-no], who was in the kitchen said, “esta bien!” when the cow left and I said, “No Esta bien!” Then I proceeded to point out all the cow poo everywhere “Vacca! Vacca! Vacca!” we had a good laugh about it. After that night, we hiked back up, I had to ride a mule on account of still being sick, to get out of the valley and then down to the town where we started, La Cienaga. Upon arriving at the place where we started, our program director met us with coolers of cold cokes and it was possibly the best coke I’ve ever had. It was a great week and while it was supposed to be character building for the kids, I think it might have been more character building for me! Here are some pictures!
the trail head sign
Snack bags were the life source
Me Jess and Meredith at Peak camp
The sign at the top. Please note elevation. Yeah, I climbed that.
Our staff picture at the top.