We knew we were getting close, when we started to see packs of burros being lead down (to where is still a mystery), carrying wood and supplies. We didn`t ask, but rather took advantage of the opportunity to catch our breaths. While not as high as I have even been, not really even half, we were hiking at about 8,400 feet, which for a coastal resident, is quite a change!
As you can see, wherever there is a ranger station, there is often logging, some of it managed and some not. We were`t sure of the case here, but I hope that this is being carefully managed. Perhaps the supplies were for the rangers heading to the Hummingbird House with coffee and hot chocolate or even further up the valley to the peaks of the Parque Nacional de Los Nevados.
Because of the nature of the cloud forest, there was no impressive vista from the top, just the beauty of the dense rainforest growth and the pleasure of sitting on a bench outside of the immaculate ranger station (of which we have no photos, but where lived a ranger and his family, tending diverse gardens of flowers and with their three gorgeous and happy mascotas - pet dogs), resting our weary legs.
