Canaima: A Place Where Time Stands Still

“Keep close to nature’s heart…and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.” -John Muir

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The beauty of Canaima itself went far beyond expectations. The best way I can find to describe it to people is that it is a place that feels somewhat untouched by time. It’s a place where time seems to stands still.

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Where the hike to Angel Falls begins

I spent three days there. The days were filled with hikes, boat rides, and glorious waters. The evenings were still and peaceful. The hushed roar of a waterfall could be heard in the distance, and the stars were oh so bright.

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Means of travel

I’ve come to find that some of the most brightly painted memories in my mind are those of first moments. They are moments of turning a corner, moments of encounter. In these moments, longing meets reality or, at least, the potential thereof.

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Angel Falls from the camp

The moment the boat reached the place in the river where I beheld Angel Falls for the first time, and the moments I hiked through trees until I beheld the waterfall in all of its magnitude, these are some those brightly colored moments.

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One of my personal favorites
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This is another fantastic waterfall in Canaima. I went behind this roaring wall to get to the spot I was standing at.
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This is the top of the waterfall pictured above.
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Yet another powerful display
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This is the waterfall above as seen from the boat.
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