Tuesday, April 11.
Collected by French guide and headed for the mountains to do some jungle trekking for the day.
All the growth is less than fifty years old due to agent orange from the Vietnam war.
Sign showing two of the North Vietnamese tunnels from the war.
Glen and I ventured in. One of us had to bend over To avoid hitting head.
Good luck bell on top of Bach Ma, at 1400 metres. This was a strong hold held first by the NVA and then the US.
You can see for miles.
In the middle of the jungle this appears.
Top of one of the falls, 350 metres.
Left falls and walked further up the river to smaller falls.
Couple of trekkers having a sleep in their cocoons.
One of the many river crossings.
Just one of the many orchids growing in the jungle.
How far can you see?
No more photos today after phone and I had a slight excursion into the water. Standing on top of cascade, overbalanced and slid, scrambled and descended about 15′ onto a rocky ledge. Ended up prostrate on backpack like a beached turtle. Tad lucky as the next step was abou 45′ to the water. Never seen Glen move so fast. Sporting a few scrapes and bruises. All good though, and Su tells me she did not even think about her Porsche.
Dinner out with tailor, who shouted us as we have spent so much with them over the years.