After comparing notes from what we found on the internet with the map we had in hand, we picked a small town to begin our journey. The map that we had showed that the train would stop in this town, but stop it did not. Often the trains only come once every hour, so we weren't sure how long we would have to wait for the next one. The wait was perhaps a little too short as we climbed out of the train, the train heading back to where we came from was arriving, making it necessary to jump the tracks in order to catch it. When we arrived at our destination we were greated by a friendly local, who picked out from our attire that we were there to hike and he was helpful in offering to get us the necessary information. I continue to be both grateful and amazed at the eagerness people have to talk to perfect strangers and make recommendations of where to go and what to see.
The gorge proved to be the prettiest hike we've taken yet as every few hundred meters the terrain seemed to be completely different as we hiked past waterfalls, through jungle type vegetation, in the gorge and over the gorge, across bridges and down ladders.
A view from down in the gorge
The view from over the gorge

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