Into the Heart of the Sierra Nevada

The anticipation was palpable as I embarked on the Lost City Trek in Santa Marta. The journey began in the historic heart of Santa Marta, where a rugged 4x4 truck whisked us away to the Mamey region. The drive itself was a prelude to the adventure, with the landscape gradually transforming from urban sprawl to lush, verdant jungle. Upon arrival, we were greeted with a hearty lunch, a necessary fuel for the trek ahead.

The first day’s hike was a gentle introduction to the Sierra Nevada’s natural beauty. As we made our way to Camp 1, the path was flanked by towering trees and the symphony of the jungle. The air was thick with the scent of earth and foliage, a reminder of the vibrant ecosystem that thrives here. Our guide, Dennis, shared stories of the Tayronas, the ancient inhabitants of the Lost City, weaving a rich tapestry of history and culture that deepened our connection to the land.

The Journey Through Time

The second day was a test of endurance and spirit as we trekked through the Buritaca river valley. The path was challenging, yet the camaraderie among our group, affectionately dubbed “Team Ketamina,” made every step worthwhile. We passed through the village of Mutanshi, home to the indigenous Kogui people, whose presence is a living testament to the region’s rich cultural heritage.

Our guide, Duban, was a masterful storyteller, his tales of the jungle interspersed with personal anecdotes that brought the landscape to life. His fluency in multiple languages ensured that everyone felt included, fostering a sense of unity among us. As we approached Camp 3, the jungle revealed its secrets: vibrant flora, elusive fauna, and the ever-present hum of life. The day ended with a refreshing swim in a natural pool, a moment of tranquility amidst the adventure.

Discovering the Lost City

The ascent to the Lost City was the pinnacle of our journey. Climbing the 1,200 ancient steps, I felt a profound connection to the Tayronas, whose footsteps we followed. The Lost City, shrouded in mist and mystery, was a breathtaking sight. Our time there was spent absorbing the stories and relics of a civilization that once thrived in harmony with nature.

As we descended back to Camp 2, the jungle seemed to embrace us, its beauty a constant reminder of the importance of conservation. The final day was a reflective journey back to El Mamey, where the adventure had begun. The rivers and waterfalls along the way offered moments of reflection and gratitude for the experience.

This trek was more than just a hike; it was a journey into the heart of Colombia’s natural and cultural heritage. The Lost City Trek is a testament to the resilience of nature and the enduring spirit of the people who call this land home. It’s an experience that leaves an indelible mark on the soul, a reminder of the beauty and fragility of our world.