13.07.2017 -21 °C
Solento is a very picturesque village in the middle of very green hills where coffee is growing everywhere. Unfortunately, I was feeling pretty crappy for most of the time here.
But on the last day, I dragged myself out of bed to trek the Valle de Chocoa which is a trek through the green pastures into a open area full of the tallest palm trees in the world. With not much in my belly and felling ever so slightly ropey we ventured off in a old American war jeep to the starting point.
The route itself was mainly a gradual incline through lush green fields with cows on either side, then into woodland with a fresh water river flowing in the middle. We crossed several dodgy rope bridges and then started the climb up to the top where a wooden cabin selling the local treat of cheese in hot chocolate was available. I barely got the top and Mel said I went as white as a sheet. But as soon as I got two helpings of hot choccy down my neck and a nice sit down watching the humming birds I felt rejuvenated again.
We marched on down the hill taking the same path back as I didn't really fancy doing the other part of the trek. We finished in some fine rain and I had a baileys ice cream at the finish line.