¡Una aventura en un rincón de Venezuela! (ESP/ING)

It is a great pleasure for me to greet all the Hivers and to be here sharing with you a great experience that I had the opportunity to live! Thanking each of you for spending a few minutes of your time to read this publication, I hope you like it. On this occasion I salute the #community #c-venezuela

Today I want to share an indescribable experience, I have always liked #traveling and the #adventure of knowing places in my country. My experience on this tour begins in the town of Humocaro Alto in Edo. Lara departing to the Dinira National Park to the Cendé Paramo this is a peak with almost 3600 m above sea level, to be more precise it is 3585m specifically, some say that it is where the Andes Mountains begin and others who think that is where it ends... this park is located between three states Lara, Trujillo and Portuguesa.

This trip begins days before with the preparations, for me it was the first time and it is very important to follow the instructions and organize the things that need to be carried, the most essential and not carry so much weight, the clothes must be packed by pieces in well bags closed to prevent them from getting wet or damp. To prevent paramo sickness (lack of oxygen, cold, dizziness, fainting) they recommend bringing sugarcane panela. The tour guide prepares it by scratching the panela with a little water and lemon, leaving it concentrated and taking it in sips when feeling fatigued , I used a piece of panela in the mouth or candy.

We meet in the square at 4 am to walk and get to the point where the workers who work in the garlic fields are picked up, "whole families work there, men, women, grandparents, children", they get on the jeep ha ha ha ha ha , thus saving several hours on the way! At dawn we went to the entrance of the park to a cabin, this point is called "Almorzadero", because if you come on foot you arrive at noon resting and having lunch...

We waited there for a while confirming the permit and the route to take some directions such as where it is appropriate to camp and other things for visitors such as: do not bring glass, do not leave garbage, how do you find the place so it should be, do not cause damage to the ecosystem, do not damage the frailejón… forbidden to take it out! taking advantage of some photos!

We start the walk first stop and lunch! And we continue.
First camp, we enjoyed very good weather, this day we could make a campfire! After being relaxed sitting almost inside the campfire haha ​​because of the cold, the guide narrated stories of the place, we made rounds of jokes and stories we were three girls and two gentlemen (I'm going to present El Enredo... the guide's name is Juan, he is the brother-in-law of two of the girls, the wife did not want to come to this outing, they two Yolanda and Leidy are comadres, they are not sisters and one of them is my university classmate (Leidy) who invited me here and the other gentleman Jaime, was the one who requested this excursion to his friend the guide 🤣🤣).
In Jaime's turn he told a legend of the place "The Hairy Man" words more words less, it's about a person who got lost in these mountains when he saw a bear standing on two legs, between the mist and the vegetation he couldn't see well, he thought that what he saw was a man!... scared he ran away; when he was rescued he said he had seen a hairy man... he did not know that Spectacled Bears live in these mountains. Jaimito added more things with other animals in his narration to try to scare me, everyone laughed, I told him that I lived for some time in the mountain area "Aroa" and that it did not scare me because it was normal to go hunting there and the animals that he mentioned I knew them and not as he said... apart from that, he commented that this was the fourth time he had come to climb the peak, in the previous times he could not make it.

The next morning the good weather favored us! A light breakfast and we continue, more #photographs (the camera did not help much in the images)
We passed a place where once crashed or a small plane because of the bad weather, we also come across a herd of donkeys and mules of merchants that come from Carache-Trujillo down to the towns of Los Humocaros, San Pedro-el Jabón, and after half a day we finally arrive at the place of the The last camp in front of the mountain and the peak is a very beautiful meadow full of wild flowers, there is a lagoon and a cabin, the place seemed taken from a postcard, Juan takes us on a tour and tells us that it is not It's good to be alone near the lagoon "that holds mysteries" we went to the cabin, they say it dates back about 100 years or so, it's uninhabited, it's all made of wood, we went in and there was a ladder on the ground that we noticed and we should even comment go up, from above the view must be very beautiful, then we thought over the years that the stairs should not support... we went out to look for water to drink and cook and even shower birds! there is a tank and pipe where water from a spring arrives. After a while we went back to the cabin, when we saw the ladder was no longer on the floor, it was ready to go up to the hut, we ran out of there... it was strange, the group was always close to each other's visit, plus the cabin was lonely. no comment just in case we moved the camp further away.

To make the food cost a lot, because of the cold the reverbero did not heat haha ​​we ate pasta, we all had to eat straight from the pot, because everything freezes! As at three in the afternoon we started to climb the peak, step by step stuck to the wall I felt like the mountain goats, one of the companions had an accident, she leaned badly, she began to fall, she injured herself, it was a sprain, I was ahead of the The guide asked me to continue very carefully, he and my friend helped Yolanda down, she was bringing the camera 😌. I reached the peak I couldn't believe it... I went to the other side of the mountain to take a breath, I sat down Wow! What an indescribable feeling! It causes you to cry, scream, laugh... I thanked God for everything, there was a lot of wind and cold, it was very clear, there was sun... I thought I did it, if I could! After 10-15min Jaime arrived, it was hard for him to get there, but he achieved what he longed for the most, I gave him my hand so he could finish climbing, he knelt down with his arms outstretched upwards, then he kissed the ground. It was silent. Then he shakes my hand and says "when you reach the peak, shout CORONE" I express a few words of apologies that I had a friend in him, who learned a lesson not to judge people without first giving them a chance , He also said that the mountain had given me the gift of being in good weather and clear. What do you think?...

I say goodbye friends of #Hive until another opportunity, take care!

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The photographs were taken with a simple Polaroid roll film camera and assembled into a collage with Pic.collage and the final presentation with Canva.