San Martin Falls at Iguazu
Our driver arrived after breakfast, and took us to a transfer point at a nearby hotel. Here we joined about 15 other (all English speaking) tourists, for a day long tour of Igazu falls. For the first time on this trip we were amongst the youngest, as almost everyone seemed to be older, or at least a lot less mobile than us. We did a lot of walking in the heat of a bright, sunny day, and most of them looked quite tired by the end. Not only was it hot, but very humid.
The Devil's Throat at Iguazu
The Devil's Throat at Iguazu
After paying the park entrance fee of 170 pesos each, and a short walk to the station, we started with a train ride through the park on a narrow gauge railway for a couple of kilometres. Then we walked in to the Devil’s Throat falls, which are the largest on the many falls at Iguazu.
San Martin Falls at Iguazu
Following this we went in to San Martin Falls, crossing over many other small falls along the way. Athough there is less water going over this part of the falls than the Devil’s throat, it is the more spectacular view from the Argentine side of the river.
While waiting to walk in to San Martin Falls we saw many very colourful butterflies
Heliconius Butterfly
Butterfly at Iguazu
Following this we ate our lunch, then went on a boat trip up the rapids, and into the confuence ot the two major branches of the river. We were given dry bags to put our clothes and shoes into, though my backpack would barely fit. We’d taken our own dry bag for my camera.
Boat travelling to the base of the falls
After going to the confluence where we could take photos, we then headed directly in to the base of the falls. The water was extremely rough, and we were thoroughly drenched. After this we went back to the Devil’s Throat, and got even wetter. I took a lot of pictures on my waterproof camera, but really have little idea of how good they will turn out, as my glasses were impossible to see from. In fact we were hit so hard by water from above that I was sightly worried my glasses woud get knocked off.
San Martin Falls at Iguazu
After this drenching we hiked back up to the top, and took some more pictures aong the way, before heading out of the park.
Supper tonight was cooked by the cook here in the hosteria. We ate with a couple from France, and had a pleasant conversation with them about our different cultures. The woman was not so confident of her English, it was about the same quality as our French, but the man understood us well and so we were able to talk about the trips we have done.