My adventures with the Canyon of Somoto, images only:

A view of the Grand Canyon from afar,

A calmer part of the river that was perfect for a skipping stones competition,

The house where Noel and his family lived,

This sharp, horseshoe shaped object was responsible for destroying my foot while climbing to the look out point. I call it the horns of the devil, but I don’t think that’s what it is known as in Spanish,

The valley from the top point of where we hiked,

Noel, the most bad ass kid that ever lived, in the depths of the canyon,

A tighter part of the riverbed with the water rushing through,

Further downstream, the water moves a little faster and the jumps are a bit higher,