Seeing the impact this place had on Mr. T made this part of today's journey special.
When we arrived to the Roaring River, the driver dropped us off, like in the middle of what I felt like was nowhere. I was concerned for a few seconds of how we would manage to get a ride out of desolation. We walked into the Roaring River area and the first thing I saw was the largest tree I've ever seen in my life. It was a cottonwood tree.
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Last edited by never2many; 03-05-2015 at 09:56 PM.
Good stuff. Thanks for sharing.
Excellent report,please keep it coming!
Whoa, that's a big tree. Wonder how long it's been standing there. Love the pictures of the countryside and cane fields. Great report!
The guides said the tree was 150 years old.
I was glad we had Mr. T with us because he was able to negotiate a 10$ fee per person (he was admitted free after some arguing). The guides there hassled the crap out of you and I think without Mr. T this would not have been an enjoyable experience. In fact I would have likely not proceeded, it would have been just that annoying. So if you go, take a local with you to avoid all that drama. It was interesting, there were Pot's of vegetables strewn about at the river, lunch in the making for the Rastas. I regret I don't have pictures of it now. We walked down steps into the cave. There was some very dim lighting, we had to supplement it with our IPhone flash lights. Without the extra lighting, we wouldn't have been able to proceed. Here's some pictures.![]()
There was an Alter in the cave where people had left flowers, fruit and candles.![]()
Great report waiting for more. It will keep me going until I can get there in June.