the ride up to moore town was scarier than the ride through the blue mountains to port antonio. i was actually surprised by that!
the scenery was, of course, exceedingly breathtaking. i was too busy enjoying it to actually snap any photos, but i did force myself to record things once we got close to moore town.
here is a photo of bananas in protective plastic bags, used to keep bugs out:
and a view of the road that runs between the banana crops:
here are some photos of nanny's official grave:
Amazing trip report so far. I have a definite ¨thing¨ for Negril, but have always checked out Strawberry Hill and Porty in the past to see if I´d want to switch it up, someday. I definitely do, even more so now.
ti boss got invited to play a pickup game of football during the local children's recess!
Fantastic photos!
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Sometimes it's better to beg for forgiveness than ask for permission.
I am totally enjoying your reports and pictures !
we only saw two other groups at the falls- one local couple came up, popped their heads in and left. and then, right before we were about to head back down, a tourist girl and her guide came in to go swimming. they'd taken a motorcycle up to as far as they could and then hiked the rest of the way. we saw her helmet right outside the falls area and his bike on the road, as we walked down.
of course, the walk back was so much easier. ti boss managed to get cow sht on his sneakers and was wondering why the smell of poop was so much stronger on the way down than it was on the way up.
theodore wanted to take us to the barracks and a rope swing area, but that woulda eaten up almost a full hour of our already dwindling day, so we got them paid, got their contact info and headed back down towards port antonio.