We stopped about halfway up the volcano to catch our breath. The rain had just start letting up and Babs wasn’t sure how long our window was before it would start pouring down again (or before one of us would be struck by lightning). She gave us the reader’s digest informational speech on Cerro Negro to speed up our downtime.
I took advantage of the camera-safe moment to document our frightening experience, since I was too distracted and excited to really pay attention.
As you can see, our adventure brought about mixed emotions of exhilaration, wonder, and a dash of misery (it was freezing). Continue reading