Follow the native. He will take you wherever he wants, even if the destination would be in the middle of a jungle. You won’t escape, because you simply don’t know where to go…It is all about how to reach the Seychelles’ waterfalls and experience a real adventure.
The waterfalls are located in Morne Seychellois National Park in the northwestern part of the Mahe island. In normal conditions, you can reach them following the usual path, but it has been closed recently. Our guide told us that the terrain under the waterfall was bought by the Russians who decided to build a restaurant there.
Don’t think that I go everywhere with my personal guide! 😉 And here is how this story looked like: we arrived at a point where all of the tourists gather to start their journey to the waterfalls. The place is between Port Glaud and Port Launay. We parked our car in front of the church where we met a young man who introduced himself as a guide who can show us round the waterfalls.
Normally, we wouldn’t go with him but the local people told us that some youngsters, who live here, earn their living by leading tourists to the final destination. Bear in mind that such trip is not for free- it’s about 25 PLN (6 EUR).
First, we were lead to the gateway so that we could see that the waterfall can be reached in only one day a week, and then we followed our guide to the jungle. I wasn’t prepared for such a journey so I wandered the rainforest, climbed and crossed the streams in flip-flops…What is more, the trees on the way which could be involuntarily caught by the tourist to help him in the climbing, had thorns reaching few centimeters. But it was worth it!
After 25 minutes of our passage through the National Park, we finally reached our destination. On the way there, we were listening about life in Seychelles, perspectives for young people, level of education at schools as well as about the economy of the country and other countries’ expansion and appetite for its goods. The waterfall was pretty but I had a feeling that I gained much more from a conversation with our guide.
On our way back, it turned out that every tree we passed, occurred to be a cinnamon tree. We could smell fresh cinnamon leaves and we were given some bark of a tree as a souvenir. My photo album from this journey will always have a smell of cinnamon
Author: Marta Gawrychowska
Translation: Małgorzata Łopuszyńska