Sunday, 27 April 2025

Colombia - Finding Toucans Instead of a Lost City

April 19-21


Hello everyone!


I wasn’t supposed to be writing this blog. This edition was supposed to chart our epic four-day trek through the Colombian jungle to find Ciudad Perdida: The Lost City. Plans change!


Toucans. Beautiful.

The Hidden Waterfall

We were registered to sign up for the trek, however a knee injury made us realise that a strenuous, undulating march through the jungle wasn’t going to be worth it. Being able to cancel that, but having the place after the trek booked, meant that we now had some free days in northern Colombia.

We saw an advert for it in Santa Marta

Northern Colombia: home to many butterflies

One place I had been told about was the small town of Minca, 20 kilometres to the east of the coastal city of Santa Marta. It was about a 30 minute drive up from the big city. Over 600 metres up. 

You'll also see Barranquilla, birthplace of Shakira, to the west

You can see Santa Marta from the Minca hills


Minca is a popular backpacking spot. Its ‘town’ is two intersecting streets, one of which sits above a river. 


The river and the reward for a long walk

Minca’s popularity owes to its proximity to three of northern Colombia’s main attractions: the aforementioned Lost City; Tayrona National Park; and the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta mountain range. 

As you can see at the bottom, other things are also available... 

The mountain range seems fascinating. They are one of the highest coastal mountain ranges in the world, reaching 5700 metres tall whilst being only 40 kilometres from the sea. Minca and its surrounds are probably on the very edge of this.

The Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta mountain range

It is the source of 36 rivers

Apparently we couldn’t have come here a few years ago. This region was guerrilla territory during Colombia’s civil war, which was pretty active until a ceasefire agreement in 2016. The surrounding hills would have been great defensive positions.

Bamboo: high and dense

The civil war hasn't technically finished...

I know this - not because of my extensive knowledge and experience of guerrilla warfare - because we went for a hike on one of our days in Minca. Not one with the potential strenuousness of a Lost City trek, but one that probably showed we had made the right decision to not go to Ciudad Perdida.

Some sections had steps, others had paths

Walking through the jungle


This hike took us to some incredible places. Our guest house was next to a river, which we had to cross to start off our adventure. Luckily it hadn’t rained - the video is from the following day…



This was the level when we walked across

Rivers and waterfalls are one of Minca’s main draws. The famous water drop is called Pozo Azul. It was underwhelming when compared to the one we found on our hike: Cascada Escondida, or the ‘Hidden Waterfall’.

Pozo Azul is very popular: not at 7am, though!


The Hidden Waterfall is taller than Pozo Azul

As the elevation and heat began to rise, we started to see a bit more diversity in the flora. We also found an incredible army of leafcutter ants marching up and down a tree.

The Odontonema plant

Leaf Cutter ants


Our first stop was a coffee farm called La Finca Candelaria. Conditions here are perfect for growing one of Colombia’s biggest exports. Quite a bitter taste, but can’t complain about the view.


Finca translates as estate

As of 2023, Colombia is the third-biggest coffee exporter in the world

Homemade with a view

The main target of the hike was a viewpoint called Mirador 360. If you count having trees in the way blocking the view of Tayrona National Park, it is a 360° view. 

Views of Santa Marta

Views of the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta


Our hike, including a stop for lunch in Minca, took 6 hours. We saw some lovely things and it was wonderful to be out in nature.


Weather was interchangeable: this was a sunny spot in
between the clouds and occasional boom of distant thunder

Green Kingfisher


The hike didn’t include the best thing we saw, however. That was on the way back from popping down to nearby Pozo Azul. On the way back, something moved in the trees, then zipped across to a different, more exposed branch…


Keel-billed toucan

Aracari


Minca wasn’t part of our original plan. Plans change. I’m sure the Lost City trek is an amazing, unforgettable experience…but we didn’t do it. What we did do was lovely.


Cute bugs abound in the hills

Beautiful countryside

View from Mirador 360 


Love you all,


Matt

Thursday, 24 April 2025

Colombia - I’m a Bo-lí-var

April 18-19


Hello everyone!


The pun here is to sing “I’m a Believer” by The Monkees, replacing ‘believer’ with ‘Boh-LEE-vuh’, which is how you say the famous general’s name. So clever. I think the humidity might be getting to me…


My second trip to Colombia in 2025 is very different to visiting Bogotá in January. A huge height difference, for one. The capital is about 2,600 metres above sea level. Where we arrived after leaving Panama is about…maybe 5 metres above the Caribbean Sea?


Sunset on Santa Marta's main beach

Statue of Simón Bolívar in the hacienda where he died

Welcome to Santa Marta, a city on Colombia’s Caribbean coast. It’s actually closer to Panama City than Bogotá. The climate is much closer as well: that is, very hot and very humid. It is peppered with reasonably tall hotel and apartment blocks, reflecting its popularity as a beach destination and the transport hub for getting to some of Colombia’s more remarkable sights.

The marina has a lot of money in it

The nearby hills shows the plethora of tall towers

We had been warned to be vigilant when in Santa Marta. The city made the news for the wrong reasons recently. It was thus slightly unnerving when we arrived in what was a ghost town. We soon discovered why. Everyone was at the beach. It might be a public holiday for Good Friday, it might be a continuation of celebrations of the city’s 500th birthday - either way, the masses were splashing and sipping in the late afternoon sunshine, which was lovely to see.

Santa Marta is Colombia’s oldest city

3rd Street - Carrera 3 - is pedestrianised
and has many bars and restaurants

Aside from one man jumping up and down in front of me in a narrow street on my morning run on the Saturday, I felt fine in Santa Marta. It’s the usual thing: take obvious precautions like not flashing watches and phones around, taking Ubers at night and so on, whilst remembering that there is a lot of crime in other cities which doesn’t get mentioned so prominently in the media.

Kayeye is a local dish made from guineo, from the banana family

7am mass fitness workout on the beach!


We were only here for one night before moving on. When researching Santa Marta, I found out that it was the place where Simón Bolívar died. A name that I knew was important here, but a person I knew little about. The hacienda - a large estate - where he died is on the outskirts of the city, and a surprisingly pleasant place.


The hacienda was owned by the De Mier family


The buildings are from the eighteenth century


Partly this is because the first section of the hacienda is in fact a botanical garden. It contains a wide variety of trees and cacti - more than 40 species. The palm trees were particularly impressive.


Mexican palm a symbol of victory, triumph…and peace


Many cacti are used for medical purposes -
this one has natural antiinflammatories 


The buildings beyond didn’t belong to Simón Bolívar. The estate belonged to a Spanish landowner who invited him to stay to recover from an illness in 1830. That illness, contrary to what controversial politicians might say, was tuberculosis. In 1830, that was close to being a death sentence. He died aged 47. 


This is apparently what Bolívar looked like when 'lying in state'

The clock shows the exact time of his death - 1:03


Bolívar is a big deal in Latin America. Born in modern-day Venezuela, he helped to liberate much of northern South America. Such was his success, he was simultaneously president of three countries: Gran Colombia, Peru and Bolivia. Two countries, Bolivia and Venezuela, and their currencies are named after him. He is seen as Latin America’s Geroge Washington, and has the nickname of El Libertador: The Liberator.

A modern painting of the military
officer, depicting him in 1812

This is part of a 50 metre wide mural
depicting Bolívar's main life events

The hacienda has some quirky things, such as the passport needed for his French doctor to enter Gran Colombia. It is about the size of an A4 piece of paper. There are also books of many languages (Bolívar was educated abroad having lost both parents when young). More darkly, the bakery had a small hatch where slaves, who weren’t allowed into the house, were given their food. 


The passport of Alexander Prosper Reverend. His remains are buried in the adjacent chapel. 


Slavery was abolished in Colombia in 1851


The hacienda existed before and after the time of Bolívar’s brief stint here. There are buildings of a sugar mill and a distillery, amongst others. Sugar and rum were key exports during this time.


There were also areas for stables

Don Joaquin de Mier’s cane juice, sugar
and rum were shipped around the Caribbean


We spent less than 24 hours in Santa Marta but enjoyed the time we had. Probably more than Simón Bolívar, though it’s nice to see his final resting place memorialised in this way.


Santa Marta Beach boardwalk

The Liberator: good superhero name

Statue of Bolívar in Santa Marta


Love you all,


Matt