| You can read the full story that supports these pictures of Ometepe here. |
| All photos in this gallery are courtesy of Anna Staiger. Thanks Anna, for scanning these in and getting them to us. It means more than you could know, as we do not have any photos from this experience because our film was lost in the mail when we sent it home from Panama. So thank you for sharing. |
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Perfectly Concical Volcan Concepcion, in all its glory sillhouetted in the Nicaraguan sunset, as we experienced it on the ferry coming in to Isla Ometepe. Isla Ometepe is the largest freshwater island in the world, situated in the middle of Lago Nicaragua. It also has the only freshwater shark in the world. We did not climb Volcan Concepcion, but had a good view of it the entire time. That was enough. |
| This photo is looking just to the right of the photo you see of Volcan Concepcion above. For thirty minutes, the sky swirled with every color imaginable, peacefully complimented by the still water of the lake below. Celestially inspirational. |
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On Lago Nicaragua, we took kayaks out to two small islands, each inhabited by three monkeys. The first island had three spider monkeys, two of which swung down from the trees upon our arrival, seeming curious, but obviously expecting food. We had none to give them, so we just kayaked around them and observed their spidery movements. |
| The second island had three white-faced capuchin monkeys, who were much more aggressive than the spider monkeys. They swooped down on us, yelling and screeching, shaking the branches with all 5 of their lbs., threatening to leap into our kayaks. We toyed with them for awile, before leaving as they chased after us. |
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After our overnight trek up Volcan Maderas, we all returned exhausted, and in dire need of cleansing our mud-caked bodies. Within minutes (minutes that I spent in the company of a refreshing cerveza), I was on my way to the lake for a full-body cleansing. The water in the lake, warmed by the volcanos above, still didn't get all the muck off. A shower was in order as well. |
With one hour left in the on the trek home, we tasted victory. We stopped for a short rest, and commenced to apply warpaint from the ground to our faces. This is Chief Eric. |
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The ferry ride to Ometepe lasted 4 hours, a time that was spent relaxing, reading, talking, and taking in the view of the volcanos. |
| In Granada, Nicaragua, the night before we left for Isla Ometepe, Anna, Mike, and I had dinner in a veggie restaurant near our hostel. There was a 40-yr old American tourist getting his rocks off with his digital camera all over the restaurant. We obliged by goofing around for him, and he actually sent the pictures to Anna, whose email address he got that evening. |
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| The Fellowship. At last, allow me to introduce you to all members of The Fellowship, save for Mike, who hung back on the final stretch of the trek back. This photo was taken shortly after returning to base camp. From left to right: Brian, Seth, Eric, Matt, Anna. Photo courtesy of Seth. |
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