|A swimming Monitor Lizard we saw on the boat ride over.|
Our hike began and the rain followed as we climbed and descended a series of slippery hills to reach our goal. Once there, the rain was coming down with amazing force, but it could not sink us as we floated in the mud. It is difficult to describe the feeling of being incredibly buoyant; if you tried to push someone under you would be lifted out instead.
The rain had not relented, turning our trail into a thundering river. We hiked back barefoot, sinking our toes into the mud to try to help provide some grip as gravity, a lack of friction, and a strong current created an alliance designed to sweep us off our feet. None of us fell victim, and thanks to the rain, we ended our hike cleaner than when we started. Our reward was a lamb dinner overlooking the ocean.