It gets more exciting day by day. Exciting in a way that reminds me all of a sudden when I was hiking in the mountains on Oahu and got lost and walking on one little wild pig trail after another, was so high up I could see several sides of the island, getting cold, and wondering how to get back. Then all of a sudden almost came to the edge of sheer steep cliffy type thing that was I have no clue how tall. I was with my two children, as well. We sort of scuttled back wards hoping the rustling in the ferns was not a bunch of wild pigs. We somehow made it back without dying. It was exciting. And terrifying.
Once I climbed the Gorrila head in kawaii got most of the way up but got attacked by bees. Had to leave. Saw several of the ancients tucked away.