Elvis is in the house (the big house)

Video of Concord Falls, Grenada

On each island, I'm forced to submit to at least one "walk to the interior" of wherever we are. These treks invariably involve schlepping to the island's highest point, lots of steps, and the obligatory water fall. "Ooooohhh.......that's really cool........so different than the other 25 waterfalls I've recently seen."

Just can't get enough of walking through the jungle

This walk ended up being quite hazardous as well. As you can see from the picture, the boulders are all covered in slime and slippery moss. Kirstin and I both fell several times into the water. Even Elvis' paying a bit too close attention to Kirstin didn't stop her from dropping into the river a few times. 

Elvis with his  machete (home made shotgun not returned by police, apparently)

Anyway, this hike ended up being worth it due to our colorful tour guide, Elvis. Elvis is a proud herb farmer (read between the lines) and part-time tour guide. Problem is, Elvis has a bit of trouble. He was busted by the Grenadan authorities both for farming and for having a home-made shotgun. Elvis was recently in the big house for a week. His case seems to have been dismissed (or not). We only understood about 3/5 of his thick patois. At least we can assume he was on work release the day he took us around. Very knowledgable guy and quite chatty. He knew where to find wild carrots, onions, nutmeg...........all nature's candy, in my mind. He was full of jokes and wise-cracks. "Hey, smart-ass......want to impress me ? Take me to a Dorito tree that leaks chardonnay."

Kirstin treating me like a special olympian "you made it !!!"

We finished our hike muddy, tired, and sweaty......like always. Next island is Bonaire (in a few weeks). Fortunately, it's flat and arid, so no brutal hikes for a while.