We left Banos around 8;30 am headed for Cotococho Lodge near Puerto Misahualli In the Amazon Jungle. The ride did not disappoint as we climbed higher into the mountains on breathtaking roads which were challenging. The vista was exceptional......in the high Andes at about 13454 ft the temperature plummeted. We soon began the descent and things warmed up.....we arrived at the lodge early as we wanted to take the afternoon boat trip up river in search of Anaconda.......
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the roads towards the jungle
another suspension walkway
coffee break along the road
we cross a suspension bridge
we turn right before this bridge which we will cross tomorrow
entering the Cotococha Amazon Lodge
path to lodge from parking area
Ken's room second floor.....here Ken would have nightmares....the lodge was wild with no electricity....the path through the jungle to the river was lit by oil lamps....we were provided with 2 oil lamps for light......during the night Ken, who was in a top floor thatched ceiling room, was awaken by a noise....upon shining his flashlight in the direction of the sound...he claims to have come face to face with a grasshopper the size of a rat....petrified he reaches for a club next to the bed and whacks the critter senseless......he checks the entire room for any other intruder....he is sleeping under a protected netting which is a canopy over his bed. I have none and am on the lower floor in the next grass hut with only screened windows...I have an uninterrupted sleep....not concerned about Jaguars that might leap through the light enclosure or the Anaconda lurking beneath the floor.....good thing I never thought about grasshoppers. Back to Ken....and a sleepless night....he awoke to find the critter had been resurrected and was starring at him with the only eye it had left from the night stand next to his bed.....I will let him tell how he dealt with that
my bed, only screens in the windows with a gentle breeze and the sound of the river passing by, I slept soundly
my room on the lower floor
the open air dining room
the view from my porch
tonight cocoa beans will be roasted, shelled and grind ed into chocolate over this fire, then served with pineapple and biscuit to dip into the melted treat
the lounge area where 2 American girls sitting in those 2 chairs last night had a large tarantula crawl up next to them...likes
the boat waiting to take us up river to a waterfall
through the rapids
landed and heading for the lagoon and waterfalls
we are told the boots are to protect us from the spray of the waterfalls
the trek through the jungle
the waterfalls...lol....still think the boots were because of spray or maybe something more sinister like snakes....remember Ken with one foot up in the air
Ken ventures in
tubing home....Ken had a tube but declines this means of returning....maybe it was the stories I told on the way up about alligators and the flesh eating fish, I had read about
Lodge pool...no piranha, Ken. I will follow up with our final day tomorrow
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the roads towards the jungle
another suspension walkway
coffee break along the road
we cross a suspension bridge
we turn right before this bridge which we will cross tomorrow
entering the Cotococha Amazon Lodge
path to lodge from parking area
Ken's room second floor.....here Ken would have nightmares....the lodge was wild with no electricity....the path through the jungle to the river was lit by oil lamps....we were provided with 2 oil lamps for light......during the night Ken, who was in a top floor thatched ceiling room, was awaken by a noise....upon shining his flashlight in the direction of the sound...he claims to have come face to face with a grasshopper the size of a rat....petrified he reaches for a club next to the bed and whacks the critter senseless......he checks the entire room for any other intruder....he is sleeping under a protected netting which is a canopy over his bed. I have none and am on the lower floor in the next grass hut with only screened windows...I have an uninterrupted sleep....not concerned about Jaguars that might leap through the light enclosure or the Anaconda lurking beneath the floor.....good thing I never thought about grasshoppers. Back to Ken....and a sleepless night....he awoke to find the critter had been resurrected and was starring at him with the only eye it had left from the night stand next to his bed.....I will let him tell how he dealt with that 
my bed, only screens in the windows with a gentle breeze and the sound of the river passing by, I slept soundly
my room on the lower floor
the open air dining room
the view from my porch
tonight cocoa beans will be roasted, shelled and grind ed into chocolate over this fire, then served with pineapple and biscuit to dip into the melted treat 
the lounge area where 2 American girls sitting in those 2 chairs last night had a large tarantula crawl up next to them...likes
the boat waiting to take us up river to a waterfall
through the rapids
landed and heading for the lagoon and waterfalls
we are told the boots are to protect us from the spray of the waterfalls 
the trek through the jungle
the waterfalls...lol....still think the boots were because of spray or maybe something more sinister like snakes....remember Ken with one foot up in the air
Ken ventures in
tubing home....Ken had a tube but declines this means of returning....maybe it was the stories I told on the way up about alligators and the flesh eating fish, I had read about
Lodge pool...no piranha, Ken. I will follow up with our final day tomorrow
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