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Mogue is the community closest to the sea according to our map, and we were eager to get into the jungle to visit other communities of the same tribe, continue improvising on our trip and decided to travel to Sambu, then navigate upstream. For this could go in a canoe with motor but locals told us that they could easily walk through a jungle over two days. So we set out to trek into the heart of the jungle. The first stage was very hard. We walked 18km through jungle with a native guide at times as we led the way with the machete. During the night it rained a lot and the ground was very muddy and slippery and quite tired with all our backpacks and luggage. I (Robert) I fell to the ground 4 times, three of which served to laugh, but the other, I fell into a creek hills and I banged my knee very loud. I could not get out of pain and on top of the bag is wet! The guide had to come get me get up and afraid of water. The backpack still weighed more and was still half way ... Later, we had to cross two rivers with the chocolate-colored water almost waist. I had half his head thinking about piranhas and crocodiles (although in this area there) the other half thought to protect the camera and the bag of water. Despite being a tough trip we enjoyed it very much. We saw fewer animals because the go with so much mud weight and one looks down, but still saw toucans, birds, monkeys and a snake called X which is the most dangerous. After 18km and half walk 7horas and we have another indigenous community called SEMAC where we were given a floor to sleep (ground truth) and a plate of rice and bananas to replenish the forces. We spent the afternoon and the next morning, with children playing, resting and minded to go through the jungle, and returned to put your boots in mud, the bag still wet, sore muscles, and we were heading to another community called The Chunga. It took about three short hours to walk nearly 10 km, but between the pain and stiffness the day before we were a little long. We had to go back to cross another river and through a very thick jungle! The guide and takes his machete (stabbed more than a meter long afiladisisisisisimo) Nothing reach this community, we said that a canoe out Sambu direction, and it was better to go in the dugout as the road was very muddy and mud so in exchange for 2 gallons of gasoline brought us to Sambu and Puerto Indio. traveled To get a beautiful river between trees and forest. After being in the jungle, navigating a wild river as it gives you a feeling of incredible freedom and space. The tour was wonderful. A village is Latino and the other is indigenous, separated by the Rio Sambu. We slept in a room within the only coffee bar in town. And so ends our adventure through the jungle, broken physically pero contentísimos por haberlo hecho y superado!
Os dejamos aquí unas fotos! No os perdáis nuestras caras de agotamiento y mi tortazo en el agua!
Seguimos incomunicados. Durante estos días no vemos teléfonos, ni cobertura ni nada de nada. Acojona un poco la verdad. El blog lo vamos escribiendo en papel para que cuando lleguemos a Panamá lo pasemos al ordenador. Aquí no hay nada de nada…
Besos a todos!
Uschi y Roberto

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