Tuesday to Friday. With our new found Auzzie friends, we all decided that we should make the 18 hour journey to El Cocuy. The first part of this trip involved catching a very comfortable bus for 5 hours (42,000 COPs, Copetran) to the former capital Tunja.
We were all not prepared for the crisp cold air when we stepped off the bus and were instantly shivering in our t-shirts and shorts (the locals were looking at us in amusement). After we found the ticket office, we booked our bus tickets to El Cocuy (35,000COPs) and changed into warmer clothes in the corner of the very small office - Roland acted as a screen to protect my modesty! We then wondered around Tunja for almost 5 hours before getting on bus number 2 for the 10 hour ride to El Cocuy.
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Enjoying a nice hot chocolate, tea and beer |
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Main plaza |
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Fun on the bus! |
The sleeping pills worked a treat and when we arrived in El Cocuy at 5:30am I felt relatively normal! We needed to organise one last ride to the cabin in the mountains where we would base ourselves for our adventures. There were 2 options hitch a ride on a milk truck or hire a Jeep. The decision was an easy one - hire a Jeep.
We were very lucky to find Oscar who owned a Jeep and helped us with absolutely everything we asked of him before leaving to Cabaña Sisuma - we negotiated a price of 60,000COPs to take us there.
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Much warmer! |
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El Cocuy plaza |
A tip for other travellers, you need to register and pay fees in the town before leaving for the park - you can not do it at the entrance to the park. Make sure you have an itinerary for your stay in the park as you will be questioned before you receive your admission slip.
After 1 hour bumping along dirt tracks, we were dropped off in what seemed to be in the middle of nowhere - the cabin was nowhere in sight! Oscar simply pointed us in the right direction and sad it would take about 40 minutes to walk there. Now normally this would not be an issue but we were all carrying our heavy backpacks and food supplies, plus we were now at 4000m. The effects of the altitude were already making an impact on the boys and this little hike took almost an hour!
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Where Oscar dropped us off - start of our trek to Cabaña Sisuma |
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The boys could not walk any further! |
El Cocuy is beautiful! And luckily for us, it is relatively unknown to tourists, with most visitors (relatively small amount too) coming from Colombia. We dumped our bags in the 4 bed dorm, ate a small lunch and then headed out for our first hike to visit the lagoons. Roland and Adam were really finding this walk quite hard due to the altitude and decided to stop after a few hours.
Maddy and I decided to walk on with a Colombian and his guide to the 4400m lookout point. This was really tough and I had forgotten how hard trekking at altitude is (previously trekked to Everest base camp, 5200m in 2008).
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Where´s Wally? |
After trekking 4 hours we were knackered, and instantly jumped into bed - it was too cold to be anywhere else!! The boys were really unwell and only moved from the bed to be sick or go to the loo.
Luckily the following day the boys were feeling a lot better but it was Maddy's turn to feel ill. However Maddy was quite comfortable to use large rocks as loo stops so we all headed out to catch some gorgeous early morning photos.
We then climbed up to Pulpito del Diablo - about 4800m above sea level! This was a really hard climb and we were all feeling the effects of the altitude. There were quite a lot of rest stops, loo breaks, panting and sweating before reaching our destination. The return journey took just under 6 hours and as you can see from the photos below, it was all worth it!
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On the way to Pulpito Del Diablo |
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Made it!!!! |
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First snow experienced on our trip! |
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The gang |
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Topping up our water bottles - straight from the mountain water supply |
We all decided that 2 nights was enough due to the altitude and on Friday morning we made our way back to El Cocuy . During the trip we befriended a American guy, Jeff, who spoke really great Spanish (no one spoke English). He acted as our translator for most of the trip and was able to organise a place where we could have a much needed warm shower before our 10 hour bus ride to Bogota (35,000COPs).
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Back in El Cocuy town |
I have seen some funny things on our little adventure which simply wouldn't happen back at home. While we were travelling to Bogota the bus would stop frequently to pick up or drop people off. On one occasion when the bus was completely full with passengers and luggage, I saw the driver stuff a massive box and a huge bag into the on board toilet (looked as if someone was moving house!!) - no toilet for us for 10 hours!!
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