It always starts with obscure sign on the side for road with an unmistakable pictograph. In this case a waterfall. The road you turn onto seems nice enough. Then, of course, you encounter a giant pile of dirt in the center of it blocking your path. We just want to look at the waterfall. Okay, fine, Mexican detour number 172 – Ready? Go!
Yep, we lost the pavement 8 miles ago. Good thing it’s only 7 Kilometers total to the waterfall. Yep, you do the math on that one.
The pictogram wasn’t kidding. That’s a waterfall.
I’d run left. Better yet, you should run left and let me know how it goes.
Approaching from the bottom.
The light looked heavenly in these trees. I really just wrote that to see if you’re still paying attention. I’d make fun of me for saying that.
Didn’t dodge that surge. The waterfall was about 40 meters tall and 40 meters wide.
The put in?
Ain’t we cute.
Our guide. You get one whether you like it or not. We tipped him though we probably would have tipped him more just to leave us alone. He was nice enough.
Heading into the next town Catemaco we got stuck behind a parade. This town seems way cooler than the little waterfall village. The waterfall was a full blown tourist trap. We did well though, got out of there for under $5 and still managed to see the waterfall. Here’s to that.