The sun is setting deep in the Guatemalan jungle, soon to sink behind a green, quilted canopy – and I’ve got the best seat in the house. I’m 77 metres high, legs dangling atop a 3,000-year-old temple named La Danta.
It’s taken me three days to get here and it’s another two back out. This is an almighty 100km hike through dense jungle, where the heat wraps around me like a wet wool blanket and knotted tree roots collude with low-hanging vines to make every step a challenge.
