Me and Fumaça, we went all the way. To the top that is. I headed out at 7:30am to beat the guided groups (chatty guides are *the worst*) and the heat. The straight up climb for about 40 minutes leads to an ethereal plateau that once feels like the moon and like you should see cows grazing. The sky was full of puffy, thick clouds and I was welcomed by pretty much every bird and bug that lives in Capao. And even in a swift little snake.
The view from midway up...
over the edge (ray ray don't look!)
and I thought I was all alone until I heard a flute--a man tooting away at the top of Cachoeira da Fumaça!