Vulcan Tungaruhua

I ventured across the Puente de San Francisco today and up into the mountains on the other side of town. The bridge crosses over the river Pastaza. On the way up , I caught a glimpe of the Vulcan Tungaruhua, for which the province is named. The volcano has been active in recent past several of the agencies in town take trips to the volcano at night to watch it spew smoke & ash. I hear it´s sort of a scam as the volcano hasn´t been too active in the last few years.

After my hike I went for an hour massage--Swedish. Dios mio! A tiny woman named Carmen had to use brute force to deal with the knots in my back. It was awesome.