We woke early again and left Tuk Tuk heading for the 'love'
waterfall in which stretched the side of the mountain. Roads soon turned to
paths, paths turned to tracks, until we was deep into the jungle with little
idea where we was meant to be heading. Taking the lead I directed us further
into the jungle, passing a snake of the side of the track, we scaled down a
muddy ditch towards the river. Anti-climactic to say the least. A fast running
river dotted with boulders. Aware we probably weren’t where we supposed to be,
deep in the jungle, we headed back to safety.
back at the restaurant as we tucked into omelettes, chapatti
and fresh fruit juice, we were informed that a big storm had cause the river to
burst its banks, ruining the trail that tourists normally follow to the
waterfall.
After lunch we took a
canoe out into the lake. I paddled it around the jetty towards, where Sarah was
waiting to come aboard. Within seconds she had capsized the canoe, filling it
with water, meaning we spent the next 15minutes bailing out water. Sarah
wouldn't go in the canoe again, I spent the afternoon paddling about pretending
I knew what I was doing.
I saw an old man in a canoe setting crayfish traps by the
side of the lake. As a kid I had loved catching crabs and stuff by the sea and
so I was jealous. I decided to try and make a trap from a couple of old
bottles. It didn’t work and it broke... but I found a dead crayfish that I
scooped from the water, a small personal success.
Side note: Toileting here is quite the experience. Squatting
over a hole, creating luminous green and orange by-product as a result of
ambitious eating.
Sun rise over the lake
Chasing waterfalls
Jungle explorers
Ducks
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