Tayrona National Park
Infernal night ... It’s Saturday night and all the bars, restaurants or clubs close very late ... musical atmosphere guaranteed ... round the clock.
We are not very fit but decide to leave early in the direction of Cartagena des Indes for our hypothetical meeting with the DIAN in order to regularize our TIP ... not so sure!!
We rest in the early afternoon in the garden of Claudia (Casa San Martin) near the "National Park of Tayrona"
Claudia is a very welcoming hostess and at the service of her hosts. (Welcome guava juice, Colombian coffee ...) ... We are learning a lot about the living conditions in Colombia.... It shows that part of the population is living in increasing precariousness.
What we already knew by crossing the hamlets and villages along our way.
We spend a quiet night ... Finally!! but in the company of mosquitoes.
To get to the park entrance we take the local bus while traveling standing on the steps!!!
To access the park we have to buy an insurance in addition to the entrance ticket and take a minibus to reach the first beach.
The good weather is not there ... It rains intermittently making the trails very muddy and the sky is dark grey.
Tayrona National Park
Before Spanish colonization, the region was inhabited by the Tayrona tribes who left traces of their civilization.
The park includes many shrines, ancient cemeteries and ritual sites where indigenous communities continue to meet regularly for ceremonies.
The park was established as a protected national natural park in the late 1960s.
It covers 20,000 hectares of land and sea and consists of beaches, coral reefs, cliffs, mangroves, marshes and rainforest.
At the request of the indigenous communities, part of the park is closed to the public.
You follow like everyone else the only path leading to the beaches .... and there are people in both directions.
We didn’t enjoy our day .... Weather was not at its best… (muddy and slippery hiking, passage of streams ...) and we did not see the wildlife living in this park.
Lunch in a paillote and back in the opposite direction ... with a stop at the bakery to enjoy a huge delicious chocolate bread.
End of day: we are wet, muddy and our shoes filled with water.