Despite threatening weather we gird the Trooper and launch it towards Universidad de Paz. We park at El Rodeo and walk down to the river, returning via the even steeper Calle Pastos route. One morpho seen, several or one toucans heard. At the end we bravely face a light drizzle. Such adventurers are we! But yet again we have pioneered a new oh so dangerous route, this one 5kms and 2 hour long, that will reverberate down the ages and which our past ancestors will already be talking about in hushed tones….
