Near the end of last November, I left Mazatlan with my group and drove up to Los Mochis. We spent the night and took the train up to the Copper Canyon the next day. It was nearly a twelve hour train ride and we were all happy to get off the train by the time we got there.
The next day we hiked down the side of a canyon and sat in some hot springs. The day after that, some people went hiking, but I took a great bike ride with two others. I tried to ride through some mud, but the front tire just sank right in. I did a great flip over the handlebars. After another nice walk the next morning, we took the train back down to Los Mochis.
Next on our schedule was a very long drive. We drove up to Nogales, on the US border. It was very cold. We crossed over on the 7th of November and went to a hotel near Tucson, Arizona. We ordered some pizzas and watched the presidential voting results on TV. Eventually, we gave up on waiting for a winner and went to sleep. On the 8th, we went to San Diego and had a fun night out. The last day of the trip, I went to the San Diego Zoo and had a great time there. Then, it was up to Los Angeles to say goodbye.
On the 10th of November, I went into the Trek America office and did not do much. That night, I drove up to Visalia, California with Ivan and Matt. That drive was an adventure in itself in Ivan's very old pickup truck. We went to Mateo and Jaki's house and spent the night. Saturday morning, a few of us went hiking in Sequoia National Park. We even got snowed on at one point. It was pretty. That night there was a big party at the house and the next morning Mateo made us all a great breakfast.
I got back to LA on Sunday night and met my new group. On the morning of the 13th, I headed north with 13 new passengers (twelve women and one man). We did a quick tour of LA, stopped for a bit in Santa Barbara and spent the night near San Luis Obispo. Then we went up to San Francisco for a few days of sightseeing and eating. While there, I met up with Michiko, a Japanese passenger from two years ago in Mexico. I also hung out with my friend Sue for one evening at a Jazz jam session. Then we all headed east to Yosemite National Park. We did a great hike there over some snow covered trails. It was a bit slippery at times.
On the way out of the park we stopped to look at some big Sequia trees and then camped near Bakersfield, California. From there we drove to Death Valley. Along the way, we saw a fighter jet from the Air Force fly below us through a canyon. It was impressive. At our campsite in Death Valley we had some resident foxes and even a coyote. We went on a few short walks in the Valley and spent the afternoon playing on the sand dunes. I had a great time, as usual, rolling down the sand.
From there we went over to Las Vegas for our buffet and Limo ride. The next day, Thanksgiving Day, I took three passengers out to Red Rocks State Park for a hike in the desert. The hike was awesome. To leave the park, I decided to take the jeep road. Some parts of it were a bit too rough for the van, but with Daniel's help, I was able to get over the rough and narrow parts and come out the other end intact. We then raced back to Las Vegas and went to the Star Trek Experience. The ride was as much fun as ever and we had dinner in Quark's Restaurant.
We stopped at the Outlet mall on the busiest shopping day of the year for a quick bit of shopping, and then headed up to Zion National Park in Utah. We did a nice stroll up a canyon and a nice hike up to Angel's Landing viewpoint before heading over to the Paria River Guest Ranch for a bit of a party with my friend Easton. We also did a great horse ride there. Parts of the river were frozen, but the horse and I were heavy enough to break through.
Our next stop was the Grand Canyon. Most people hiked. I took Daniel to the clinic for his non-healing wound and did some paperwork the rest of the day. Then we went to Monument Valley and took a tour by jeep. That night they all slept in a Hogan, a traditional Navajo dwelling. Then we headed south to Betty and Rusty's cowboy camp. We had a relatively quite night there. They made there always excellent food for us and we dressed up in Cowboy clothes the next morning.
We moved on to Joshua Tree National Park and had another nice hike through the desert to an oasis. We stopped for lunch near some great rocks and I had a lot of fun climbing on them. Our final night stop on this three week trip was in San Diego. I took a group of them down to Tiajuana, Mexico. I really enjoyed being back in Mexico, even if it was only a border town for a few hours. After a short last night out and a visit to Disneyland, the trip was over.
On the 4th of December, I spent my birthday in the office avoiding work. I spent the next two days in the office, also avoiding work. On the 7th of December, I flew home to Florida. I spent the next two weeks sitting on the couch and occasionally visiting family. I flew up to Boston yesterday and will go back to work next week. I will head back down to lead tours in Mexico for the next three months.
Wednesday, December 20, 2000
Wednesday, November 1, 2000
The second half of a tour east of Mexico City and the first half of a tour west and north of Mexico City
Hello from Mazatlan, Sinaloa, Mexico.
After my last update, we went to Rancho Esmeralda to visit the ruins of Tonina and ride horses. Then we went to Agua Azul waterfalls to look around. They were a little blue, but still pretty muddy from all of the rain. That night we went to Lacanja. Lacanja is near the border with Guatemala. There were lots of bugs around that night. The local Lancadonian people wear long white tunics and have long black hair. They are definately unique looking.
The next morning we toured the ruins of Bonampak and then hiked through the jungle to a waterfall. The water was pretty high and I was the only one in the group who went swimming. From there, we drove to Palenque and toured the ruins there. We also stopped at Misol Ha waterfall and it was huge also.
From Palenque we went to the ruins of Uxmal and then up to the city of Merida. After a brief stop at the ruins of Chichen Itza, we went to the beach for four days. My friend Sarah, from London, was there and hung out with us during our days on the beach. We went snorkeling in a cavern, hung out for the day at the Xel-Ha marine park, visited Cancun for a few hours, partied in Playa del Carmen and generally had lots of fun in the Caribbean.
From there, we went to Bacalar and took a sunset boat ride on the Lagoon of Seven Colors and stopped for a swim. The next day I said goodbye to Sarah and drove to Isla Aguada with my group. We spent a bit of time on the beach there then moved on. We stopped in Villahermosa to look at the zoo and then spent the night in Acayucan. The last night of the trip was spent in Cholula, a suburb of Puebla. We finished up in Mexico City on the 21st of October and said good bye to four of the eight. The other four have joined me on the next 19 days of this trip.
On the 22nd, I took my nine new passengers and my four passengers who were continuing with me to the ruins of Teotihuacan. We spent that night in San Miguel de Allende. The next morning I drove them into town and got my first flat tire ever, with Trek America. About ten feet from where I intended to park, the curb sliced into a tire and it went flat very quickly. I had lots of people to help me change the tire and I spent the rest of the morning buying a new one. In the afternoon we visited some hot springs and then drove to Guanajuato.
On the 24th, we toured the city and visited the mine and mummy museum. Then, after a shopping stop at Wal-Mart, we camped in Patzcuaro. The next day I got to take one passenger to the hospital. He was allergic to mosquito bites and needed a shot and some cream. He got his shot in the surgery room. I got to watch a doctor sew up what was left of someones fingers. It was not pretty. The doctor was so excited to practice English, that he dropped his instruments. He kept excellent eye contact with me as he tried to simultaneously speak English and perform surgery. That night we moved on to Paricutin, the volcano.
Bright and early the next day, nine of us set off on the 19 mile hike to the top and back. It was the normal hard hike, but I enjoyed it. Especially the part in the middle when we run full speed down the steep ash slope. One person fell and hurt is ankle, but for the most part we all survived the run intact.
From there we went to Guadalajara for a quiet night. The next day we toured a Tequila factory. But first, we had to bring someone to the hospital. Laura had what we suspected was bilharzia, a parasitic worm in her feet from Lake Malawi, in Africa. She had cool track marks on the top of her feet and they got longer every day.
Then it was on to the beach. We camped in Sayulita. On the 29th, I took Laura to the airport and she flew home. That night we went to party in Playa del Carmen, but first I had to take Patrick to the doctor. He cut his finger on a tree and it swelled up. He got his first ever tetanus shot and some pills.
On the 30th, some of us took a boat out to some islands and snorkeled around for a few hours. They have some really nice tropical fish there. Yesterday we drove to San Blas and toured the swamp in a boat. We stopped at a crocodile farm and watched them tie one up to weigh it and move it to another cage. Then we boated over to a swimming hole. There was a four foot crocodile laying in the water, right at the bottom of the entrance stairs. I got pretty close to him, but he would not move. Eventually, someone tapped his tail and he swam off. Once he was about 15 feet away, it seemed safe and I dove in. After a while the crocodile stayed more than 30 feet away and a few others joined me. They have a great trapeze bar there and I practiced my back flip off of the trapeze bar into the water.
After the swimming, we came up here to Mazatlan. Today is a beach day. We went on the banana boat earlier today and bounced around the waves a bit. We drove over to the El Cid Mega Resort and hung out by there pool and played on their water slides. Later we will go back to camp.
I have never been in Mexico during the rainy season before. It is great. Places that usually have thousands of tourists are pretty much empty. Prices are cheaper and it is warmer. But, I am looking forward to coming back down here early next year, when all of the waterfalls are not so muddy and I can swim in them.
Oh, and before you start thinking that three hospital visits in a week is a lot for my current tour, read back to April of 1998. The last time I did this trip, I also brought three people to the hospital for relatively minor things.
After my last update, we went to Rancho Esmeralda to visit the ruins of Tonina and ride horses. Then we went to Agua Azul waterfalls to look around. They were a little blue, but still pretty muddy from all of the rain. That night we went to Lacanja. Lacanja is near the border with Guatemala. There were lots of bugs around that night. The local Lancadonian people wear long white tunics and have long black hair. They are definately unique looking.
The next morning we toured the ruins of Bonampak and then hiked through the jungle to a waterfall. The water was pretty high and I was the only one in the group who went swimming. From there, we drove to Palenque and toured the ruins there. We also stopped at Misol Ha waterfall and it was huge also.
From Palenque we went to the ruins of Uxmal and then up to the city of Merida. After a brief stop at the ruins of Chichen Itza, we went to the beach for four days. My friend Sarah, from London, was there and hung out with us during our days on the beach. We went snorkeling in a cavern, hung out for the day at the Xel-Ha marine park, visited Cancun for a few hours, partied in Playa del Carmen and generally had lots of fun in the Caribbean.
From there, we went to Bacalar and took a sunset boat ride on the Lagoon of Seven Colors and stopped for a swim. The next day I said goodbye to Sarah and drove to Isla Aguada with my group. We spent a bit of time on the beach there then moved on. We stopped in Villahermosa to look at the zoo and then spent the night in Acayucan. The last night of the trip was spent in Cholula, a suburb of Puebla. We finished up in Mexico City on the 21st of October and said good bye to four of the eight. The other four have joined me on the next 19 days of this trip.
On the 22nd, I took my nine new passengers and my four passengers who were continuing with me to the ruins of Teotihuacan. We spent that night in San Miguel de Allende. The next morning I drove them into town and got my first flat tire ever, with Trek America. About ten feet from where I intended to park, the curb sliced into a tire and it went flat very quickly. I had lots of people to help me change the tire and I spent the rest of the morning buying a new one. In the afternoon we visited some hot springs and then drove to Guanajuato.
On the 24th, we toured the city and visited the mine and mummy museum. Then, after a shopping stop at Wal-Mart, we camped in Patzcuaro. The next day I got to take one passenger to the hospital. He was allergic to mosquito bites and needed a shot and some cream. He got his shot in the surgery room. I got to watch a doctor sew up what was left of someones fingers. It was not pretty. The doctor was so excited to practice English, that he dropped his instruments. He kept excellent eye contact with me as he tried to simultaneously speak English and perform surgery. That night we moved on to Paricutin, the volcano.
Bright and early the next day, nine of us set off on the 19 mile hike to the top and back. It was the normal hard hike, but I enjoyed it. Especially the part in the middle when we run full speed down the steep ash slope. One person fell and hurt is ankle, but for the most part we all survived the run intact.
From there we went to Guadalajara for a quiet night. The next day we toured a Tequila factory. But first, we had to bring someone to the hospital. Laura had what we suspected was bilharzia, a parasitic worm in her feet from Lake Malawi, in Africa. She had cool track marks on the top of her feet and they got longer every day.
Then it was on to the beach. We camped in Sayulita. On the 29th, I took Laura to the airport and she flew home. That night we went to party in Playa del Carmen, but first I had to take Patrick to the doctor. He cut his finger on a tree and it swelled up. He got his first ever tetanus shot and some pills.
On the 30th, some of us took a boat out to some islands and snorkeled around for a few hours. They have some really nice tropical fish there. Yesterday we drove to San Blas and toured the swamp in a boat. We stopped at a crocodile farm and watched them tie one up to weigh it and move it to another cage. Then we boated over to a swimming hole. There was a four foot crocodile laying in the water, right at the bottom of the entrance stairs. I got pretty close to him, but he would not move. Eventually, someone tapped his tail and he swam off. Once he was about 15 feet away, it seemed safe and I dove in. After a while the crocodile stayed more than 30 feet away and a few others joined me. They have a great trapeze bar there and I practiced my back flip off of the trapeze bar into the water.
After the swimming, we came up here to Mazatlan. Today is a beach day. We went on the banana boat earlier today and bounced around the waves a bit. We drove over to the El Cid Mega Resort and hung out by there pool and played on their water slides. Later we will go back to camp.
I have never been in Mexico during the rainy season before. It is great. Places that usually have thousands of tourists are pretty much empty. Prices are cheaper and it is warmer. But, I am looking forward to coming back down here early next year, when all of the waterfalls are not so muddy and I can swim in them.
Oh, and before you start thinking that three hospital visits in a week is a lot for my current tour, read back to April of 1998. The last time I did this trip, I also brought three people to the hospital for relatively minor things.
Thursday, October 5, 2000
A two week tour west of Mexico City, a mountain climb and the start of a tour east of Mexico City
Hello from San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, Mexico,
On the 9th of September, I went into Mexico City and met my new group. This group was dominated by a bunch of British people who like to drink.
On the 10th, we went to the ruins of Teotihuacan in the morning and camped in San Miguel de Allende that night. On the 11th, we looked around town, went to some nice hot springs and drove to Guanajuato in the evening.
On the 12th, we took a tour of Guanajuato. We visited the mine, the church, the view point, the mummy museum, and drove through the extremely confusing tunnels beneath the city. In the afternoon we moved on to Patzcuaro. The next morning they took a boat trip to Isla Juanitzio and then we moved on to the Paricutin Volcano.
We got a very early start on the 14th and did a 19 mile hike. It was a very difficult hike, over sharp wobbly lava rocks and past some steaming fissures in the ground. After we reached the top of the crater, we ran down the ash slope. On the way back to town we visited the church that was covered by lava in 1943.
On the 16th, we went to Guadalajara. This is Mexico's second biggest city. We were there for Mexican Independence Day. We bought sombreros, noise makers, fake beards and mustaches, and got our faces painted with "Viva Mexico" We watched the fireworks and had a great night downtown. It was very crowded and a lot of fun.
On the 17th we went to the town of Tequila and toured a tequila factory. After the free tasting the group was a bit wobbly but a lot of fun. We spent that night in Sayulita, on the Pacific coast. We had a nice sunset and then it rained all night.
On the 18th, it was still raining a bit. We went into Puerta Vallarta and they found a bar. We danced the night away and then went back to camp.
On the 19th, we rented a sail boat and cruised out to the Marietas Islands for some snorkeling. On the way back everybody fell asleep and it was a nice sailing experience. It rained a lot that night at camp.
On the 20th, we drove all day, in the rain, south along the coast. We got to Playa Azul well after dark and found a cheap hotel. The next day we got a very early start and drove most of the day through the rain to Acapulco. We spent two very long days on driving very slowly on really bad flooded roads. That night we went to see the cliff divers. That was one of the most impressive things I have ever seen. They stand around on the edge of the cliff until the water level is right in the canyon below them. Then, when they judge the waves to be just right, they dive off from up to 110 feet in the air. To get up to the diving spot, they have to first climb straight up the cliff. I looked for a sign up sheet after the show, but could not find one.
We spent the next day on the beach. I did an illegal U-turn, in a country with no apparent road rules, and got pulled over by the Transit Police. A policeman waved for me to stop after I did the U-turn. He was just standing there, so naturally I drove on. Then he hopped into a police car and followed me, so naturally I stopped. He spoke perfect English and told me that, behind the tree, was a no U-turn sign. He wanted me to come to the police station and pay a $30 fine. I was looking for the Fed Ex office and was late to pick up my passengers. I explained all of this and then asked if I could pay the fine there. He emphasized that he did not want any trouble and I assured him that neither did I. I gave him a copy of my drivers license. Folded into the copy was about $15. He went to his car and then returned to my van with the copy of my license, minus the money. When he returned, he was very happy. He said that I now have a friend in Acapulco and if I ever need anything to call him. Then he gave me a police escort to the Fed Ex office.
After my exciting afternoon, I rejoined my group on the beach for a bungee jump. This was my sixth jump, so they let me use a chest harness, instead of the normal ankle harness. I took a running leap and did a few flips before the bungee arrested my fall, just above the swimming pool, and I flew back upwards. After a few more bounces, it was all over and I collected my video and t-shirt.
On the 22nd of September, we drove to the hillside town of Taxco. On the way, we stopped to do a jet boat tour. The boat went really fast and did some fun spins. The driver also took us very close to the rocks and scared us. We had a fun last night dinner and spent the next morning looking around the silver jewelry producing town of Taxco.
On the 23rd, we returned to Mexico City. Six of the British passengers joined me and we went to a soccer game that night. Nexcaca beat Atalante 4-1, but it was still fun. I like Latin America soccer because the fans bring fire works and build little fires.
The next day I went to the town of Amecameca, usually just called Ameca. On the 25th, I drove up to Paso de Cortez, between the Volcanoes of Popo and Ixta. I wanted to climb Popo, but it is smoking too much. I parked the van at about 13,000 feet (4000 meters) and spend a night in the La Joya parking lot. The next morning, I put on all of my long underwear and jackets. It took me about four hours to climb up to a minor peak at about 15,500 feet (4700 meters). Most of the climb was in fierce wind in a cloud. I rarely got any good views, but the side of me that faced the wind did get covered in ice. The last hour was spent climbing up a snow covered ridge to the peak. I did not get to the highest point of the mountain, but from the peak I climbed, I could not see any higher peaks because of the fog. The weather cleared on the way down and I stopped to read a book. That night I went back to Amecameca.
On the 27th I drove back into Mexico City to meet my new group. I took the highway into town and got pulled over by the police. They tried to give me a ticket because cargo vehicles are not allowed on the highway. I showed them that the van contained seats and told them that I was going to pick up passengers at the hotel. They agreed that the van was a passenger vehicle and not a cargo truck. So, they tried to give me a ticket because I only gave them a copy of my license and not the original. I eventually gave them the original. Next they tried to give me a ticket because the license plate is all letters and no numbers. It is TREKAMA. They told me that every license plate has numbers, and despite the registration showing that I was correct, they insisted that I was breaking the law. I have a letter, in Spanish, from the Mexican Minister of Tourism. It says that I am driving a cargo and passenger vehicle and to give me any assistance that is possible. They read the letter, got back in their car and drove off. I proceeded to the hotel and met my new group.
On the 28th, I loaded up my eight new passengers and we drove to Oaxaca. We spent three days there and visited the ruins of Monte Alban and Mitla, toured a Mezcal factory, visited a rug weaving town and a town that makes little wooden animals with unique paint jobs, went salsa dancing and saw the giant Tule tree.
On the 1st of October, we went to Playa Muzunte, on the Pacific coast. It is a beautiful secluded beach area. There are big waves to play in and I had a lot of fun in the water. The next day some of us went to Zipolite and went swimming. Three of us were quickly sucked out in the riptide. One of my passengers was unable to swim back. Luckily, some local surfers saw that she was in trouble and came out to rescue her. In the end they had to get one of those red floats on a rope, like in Baywatch, and pull her in. After that bit of excitement, we went back to our relatively safe beach and took a walk to an empty beach on the other side of the point. I spent the rest of the afternoon playing in the waves.
On the 3rd, we drove to Tuxtla Guitierrez. On the way into the city they spotted the McDonald's and got very excited. Guess where we had dinner that night. Yesterday, we took the boat tour up the Sumidero Canyon and saw some crocodiles. There has been a lot of rain lately and the waterfalls on the sides of the canyon were bigger than I have ever seen them before. After the boat ride, we came up here to San Cristobal. Today everyone went on a tour of the Indian Villages with Mercedes and I am using the day to get caught up on all sorts of odds and ends.
Obviously, I am still having lots of fun and am looking forward to the next two weeks in the jungle and on the Carribbean beaches.
On the 9th of September, I went into Mexico City and met my new group. This group was dominated by a bunch of British people who like to drink.
On the 10th, we went to the ruins of Teotihuacan in the morning and camped in San Miguel de Allende that night. On the 11th, we looked around town, went to some nice hot springs and drove to Guanajuato in the evening.
On the 12th, we took a tour of Guanajuato. We visited the mine, the church, the view point, the mummy museum, and drove through the extremely confusing tunnels beneath the city. In the afternoon we moved on to Patzcuaro. The next morning they took a boat trip to Isla Juanitzio and then we moved on to the Paricutin Volcano.
We got a very early start on the 14th and did a 19 mile hike. It was a very difficult hike, over sharp wobbly lava rocks and past some steaming fissures in the ground. After we reached the top of the crater, we ran down the ash slope. On the way back to town we visited the church that was covered by lava in 1943.
On the 16th, we went to Guadalajara. This is Mexico's second biggest city. We were there for Mexican Independence Day. We bought sombreros, noise makers, fake beards and mustaches, and got our faces painted with "Viva Mexico" We watched the fireworks and had a great night downtown. It was very crowded and a lot of fun.
On the 17th we went to the town of Tequila and toured a tequila factory. After the free tasting the group was a bit wobbly but a lot of fun. We spent that night in Sayulita, on the Pacific coast. We had a nice sunset and then it rained all night.
On the 18th, it was still raining a bit. We went into Puerta Vallarta and they found a bar. We danced the night away and then went back to camp.
On the 19th, we rented a sail boat and cruised out to the Marietas Islands for some snorkeling. On the way back everybody fell asleep and it was a nice sailing experience. It rained a lot that night at camp.
On the 20th, we drove all day, in the rain, south along the coast. We got to Playa Azul well after dark and found a cheap hotel. The next day we got a very early start and drove most of the day through the rain to Acapulco. We spent two very long days on driving very slowly on really bad flooded roads. That night we went to see the cliff divers. That was one of the most impressive things I have ever seen. They stand around on the edge of the cliff until the water level is right in the canyon below them. Then, when they judge the waves to be just right, they dive off from up to 110 feet in the air. To get up to the diving spot, they have to first climb straight up the cliff. I looked for a sign up sheet after the show, but could not find one.
We spent the next day on the beach. I did an illegal U-turn, in a country with no apparent road rules, and got pulled over by the Transit Police. A policeman waved for me to stop after I did the U-turn. He was just standing there, so naturally I drove on. Then he hopped into a police car and followed me, so naturally I stopped. He spoke perfect English and told me that, behind the tree, was a no U-turn sign. He wanted me to come to the police station and pay a $30 fine. I was looking for the Fed Ex office and was late to pick up my passengers. I explained all of this and then asked if I could pay the fine there. He emphasized that he did not want any trouble and I assured him that neither did I. I gave him a copy of my drivers license. Folded into the copy was about $15. He went to his car and then returned to my van with the copy of my license, minus the money. When he returned, he was very happy. He said that I now have a friend in Acapulco and if I ever need anything to call him. Then he gave me a police escort to the Fed Ex office.
After my exciting afternoon, I rejoined my group on the beach for a bungee jump. This was my sixth jump, so they let me use a chest harness, instead of the normal ankle harness. I took a running leap and did a few flips before the bungee arrested my fall, just above the swimming pool, and I flew back upwards. After a few more bounces, it was all over and I collected my video and t-shirt.
On the 22nd of September, we drove to the hillside town of Taxco. On the way, we stopped to do a jet boat tour. The boat went really fast and did some fun spins. The driver also took us very close to the rocks and scared us. We had a fun last night dinner and spent the next morning looking around the silver jewelry producing town of Taxco.
On the 23rd, we returned to Mexico City. Six of the British passengers joined me and we went to a soccer game that night. Nexcaca beat Atalante 4-1, but it was still fun. I like Latin America soccer because the fans bring fire works and build little fires.
The next day I went to the town of Amecameca, usually just called Ameca. On the 25th, I drove up to Paso de Cortez, between the Volcanoes of Popo and Ixta. I wanted to climb Popo, but it is smoking too much. I parked the van at about 13,000 feet (4000 meters) and spend a night in the La Joya parking lot. The next morning, I put on all of my long underwear and jackets. It took me about four hours to climb up to a minor peak at about 15,500 feet (4700 meters). Most of the climb was in fierce wind in a cloud. I rarely got any good views, but the side of me that faced the wind did get covered in ice. The last hour was spent climbing up a snow covered ridge to the peak. I did not get to the highest point of the mountain, but from the peak I climbed, I could not see any higher peaks because of the fog. The weather cleared on the way down and I stopped to read a book. That night I went back to Amecameca.
On the 27th I drove back into Mexico City to meet my new group. I took the highway into town and got pulled over by the police. They tried to give me a ticket because cargo vehicles are not allowed on the highway. I showed them that the van contained seats and told them that I was going to pick up passengers at the hotel. They agreed that the van was a passenger vehicle and not a cargo truck. So, they tried to give me a ticket because I only gave them a copy of my license and not the original. I eventually gave them the original. Next they tried to give me a ticket because the license plate is all letters and no numbers. It is TREKAMA. They told me that every license plate has numbers, and despite the registration showing that I was correct, they insisted that I was breaking the law. I have a letter, in Spanish, from the Mexican Minister of Tourism. It says that I am driving a cargo and passenger vehicle and to give me any assistance that is possible. They read the letter, got back in their car and drove off. I proceeded to the hotel and met my new group.
On the 28th, I loaded up my eight new passengers and we drove to Oaxaca. We spent three days there and visited the ruins of Monte Alban and Mitla, toured a Mezcal factory, visited a rug weaving town and a town that makes little wooden animals with unique paint jobs, went salsa dancing and saw the giant Tule tree.
On the 1st of October, we went to Playa Muzunte, on the Pacific coast. It is a beautiful secluded beach area. There are big waves to play in and I had a lot of fun in the water. The next day some of us went to Zipolite and went swimming. Three of us were quickly sucked out in the riptide. One of my passengers was unable to swim back. Luckily, some local surfers saw that she was in trouble and came out to rescue her. In the end they had to get one of those red floats on a rope, like in Baywatch, and pull her in. After that bit of excitement, we went back to our relatively safe beach and took a walk to an empty beach on the other side of the point. I spent the rest of the afternoon playing in the waves.
On the 3rd, we drove to Tuxtla Guitierrez. On the way into the city they spotted the McDonald's and got very excited. Guess where we had dinner that night. Yesterday, we took the boat tour up the Sumidero Canyon and saw some crocodiles. There has been a lot of rain lately and the waterfalls on the sides of the canyon were bigger than I have ever seen them before. After the boat ride, we came up here to San Cristobal. Today everyone went on a tour of the Indian Villages with Mercedes and I am using the day to get caught up on all sorts of odds and ends.
Obviously, I am still having lots of fun and am looking forward to the next two weeks in the jungle and on the Carribbean beaches.
Friday, September 8, 2000
The drive to Cancun and a two week tour of the Yucatan and Chiapas
Hello from Orizaba, Veracruz, Mexico.
After my last update, on the 13th of August, I went back to the hotel and ran into Wendy. She wanted to give a tour of Hollywood to her passengers, but was too tired. Greg and I decided to do it for her. Wendy and her passengers got into a van and Greg drove us around.
The tour went well until we got to Beverly Hills. Greg pulled over and let the passengers out. As soon as we pulled away from the curb, two cops on motorcycles were following us. We went around a few blocks but could not lose them. We stopped for gas and Greg asked them why they were following us. They thought we were dropping off a bunch of college students to join the protests against Nike in celebration of the Democratic National Convention. After they understood that we were just carting tourists around, they gave us a police escort back to the pick up point. Then they let all the passengers pose on their motorcycles for photos. None of the passengers even realized that they had been followed by the police during their entire visit to Beverly Hills.
After the best tour of LA ever, we went back to the hotel. On Monday, I put in a full day at the office and then started driving. On Tuesday, I got a bunch of books on tape, and drove, On Wednesday, I drove all day and listened to some books on tape. That night I got to the bottom of Texas and spent the night. On the morning of the 17th, I crossed into Mexico, took care of some paperwork and headed south. I drove all day on the 18th and on the 19th I spent the night in Catemaco.
I had some free time, so I took the slow road over the mountains. The road was very muddy and bad in places. It was fun to slide the van around some turns and get it dirty. I got lost a lot, so I picked up a few passengers. One sat up front to give me directions and the rest sat on the roof. I was taking some money away from the local buses, but at least I did not get lost.
After some more driving, I made it to Cancun on the 21st of August and met my new group. They were a youth group from Luxembourg. I have learned alot about their country in the past two weeks. They speak Luxembourgish at home, learn French and German in elementary school and learn English in High School. By the time they are 18, they are fluent in four languages. Impressive.
On the 22nd, we went to the ruins of Chichen Itza, swam in the underground cenote (well) in Holca and spent the night in Merida. On the 23rd we bought some hammocks and hung out in town. On the 24th, we went to the ruins of Uxmal. That afternoon, we followed some directions to a hidden cenote. We drove off into the jungle on a very bad dirt road and ended up at a big hole in the ground. We took the stairs down into the water and swam around. I figured out that you could jump from the roof of the cave down into the water. It took a little aim, but it was a lot of fun. For some reason, none of my group wanted to try it.
The next morning my group did something that most groups find impossible. They woke up before sunrise, had breakfast, loaded the van and were ready to go by 7:30 am. We travelled for nearly twelve hours and went to Rancho Esmeralda, near Ocosingo, in the state of Chiapas. They made and excellent dinner for us, as always.
The next day we visited the ruins of Tonina. I like them because there are many places to crawl around if you bring a flashlight. In the afternoon we went to San Cristobal de las Casas. We spent a few days there, visiting the Indian villages, taking a boat trip up the Sumidero Canyon and going to the bar.
From San Cristobal, we went to the waterfalls of Agua Azul. It is rainy season, so it was Agua Caca and nobody wanted to swim. This group was used to hiking, I took them on a hike they will remember for a long time. We followed the river downstream. First we passed a sign that told us to be careful of robbers along the way. Then we had to skirt some mud. Then we had to hop across a stream and got our boots a bit wet. Then we came to a place where the trail was flooded. I led them through the water. The water was not much above our knees and we all got our boots good and wet there. After a bit more than an hour of walking, we came to the first of four big waterfalls. It started to rain. By the time we got to the fourth waterfall, it was pouring. Now we were all good and wet. Of course, I loved it.
We hiked back to the van in the rain and mud. I told them they could pile their boots near the door and put their clothes in a big plastic bag. Then, in their underwear, they got into the van and we drove to camp.
The next day we visited the ruins of Palenque in the morning and went to the waterfall of Misol Ha in the afternoon. I have never seen it it the rainy season before and it was way to big to play in. We went around back to the cave, but the river in the cave was also too strong so I told everybody to go back. Only one of them was stupid enough to follow me up the river and into the cave. We went a good ways in and saw the waterfall in the cave, before somehow, exiting the cave safely. That was fun also.
After leaving Palenque, we went to Bacalar and spent the night near the lagoon. It was nice to be back near the beach and we had a midnight swim. From there we went to our campground on the Carribbean and spent a few nights. During the days we went to the Xel-Ha snorkel park, the town of Playa del Carmen for dinner, the ruins of Tulum, and hung out on the beach.
Then we finished up in Cancun. They were a great group. They were always ready on time and we were able to do lots of extra fun stuff.
Now I am on my way to Mexico City for my next trip. On the 4th of September, I drove to Tizimin. Then I continued around the Yucatan Peninsula and stayed as close to the coast as I could. The roads were pretty bad and it was very slow going. I wanted to continue along the coast in the state of Veracruz, but the road was washed out. So, I headed inland and am now in Orizaba. I had a lot of fun seeing new areas on my own and taking all of the small roads. Tomorrow I will go into Mexico City and meet my new group.
I came back to Mexico because I like working down here, but I forgot how much fun it really is. There are so many cenotes in the jungle to discover and the relaxing beach days are great. So, I am having more fun than usual and hope to come back down here in January for a few more months of fun/work.
After my last update, on the 13th of August, I went back to the hotel and ran into Wendy. She wanted to give a tour of Hollywood to her passengers, but was too tired. Greg and I decided to do it for her. Wendy and her passengers got into a van and Greg drove us around.
The tour went well until we got to Beverly Hills. Greg pulled over and let the passengers out. As soon as we pulled away from the curb, two cops on motorcycles were following us. We went around a few blocks but could not lose them. We stopped for gas and Greg asked them why they were following us. They thought we were dropping off a bunch of college students to join the protests against Nike in celebration of the Democratic National Convention. After they understood that we were just carting tourists around, they gave us a police escort back to the pick up point. Then they let all the passengers pose on their motorcycles for photos. None of the passengers even realized that they had been followed by the police during their entire visit to Beverly Hills.
After the best tour of LA ever, we went back to the hotel. On Monday, I put in a full day at the office and then started driving. On Tuesday, I got a bunch of books on tape, and drove, On Wednesday, I drove all day and listened to some books on tape. That night I got to the bottom of Texas and spent the night. On the morning of the 17th, I crossed into Mexico, took care of some paperwork and headed south. I drove all day on the 18th and on the 19th I spent the night in Catemaco.
I had some free time, so I took the slow road over the mountains. The road was very muddy and bad in places. It was fun to slide the van around some turns and get it dirty. I got lost a lot, so I picked up a few passengers. One sat up front to give me directions and the rest sat on the roof. I was taking some money away from the local buses, but at least I did not get lost.
After some more driving, I made it to Cancun on the 21st of August and met my new group. They were a youth group from Luxembourg. I have learned alot about their country in the past two weeks. They speak Luxembourgish at home, learn French and German in elementary school and learn English in High School. By the time they are 18, they are fluent in four languages. Impressive.
On the 22nd, we went to the ruins of Chichen Itza, swam in the underground cenote (well) in Holca and spent the night in Merida. On the 23rd we bought some hammocks and hung out in town. On the 24th, we went to the ruins of Uxmal. That afternoon, we followed some directions to a hidden cenote. We drove off into the jungle on a very bad dirt road and ended up at a big hole in the ground. We took the stairs down into the water and swam around. I figured out that you could jump from the roof of the cave down into the water. It took a little aim, but it was a lot of fun. For some reason, none of my group wanted to try it.
The next morning my group did something that most groups find impossible. They woke up before sunrise, had breakfast, loaded the van and were ready to go by 7:30 am. We travelled for nearly twelve hours and went to Rancho Esmeralda, near Ocosingo, in the state of Chiapas. They made and excellent dinner for us, as always.
The next day we visited the ruins of Tonina. I like them because there are many places to crawl around if you bring a flashlight. In the afternoon we went to San Cristobal de las Casas. We spent a few days there, visiting the Indian villages, taking a boat trip up the Sumidero Canyon and going to the bar.
From San Cristobal, we went to the waterfalls of Agua Azul. It is rainy season, so it was Agua Caca and nobody wanted to swim. This group was used to hiking, I took them on a hike they will remember for a long time. We followed the river downstream. First we passed a sign that told us to be careful of robbers along the way. Then we had to skirt some mud. Then we had to hop across a stream and got our boots a bit wet. Then we came to a place where the trail was flooded. I led them through the water. The water was not much above our knees and we all got our boots good and wet there. After a bit more than an hour of walking, we came to the first of four big waterfalls. It started to rain. By the time we got to the fourth waterfall, it was pouring. Now we were all good and wet. Of course, I loved it.
We hiked back to the van in the rain and mud. I told them they could pile their boots near the door and put their clothes in a big plastic bag. Then, in their underwear, they got into the van and we drove to camp.
The next day we visited the ruins of Palenque in the morning and went to the waterfall of Misol Ha in the afternoon. I have never seen it it the rainy season before and it was way to big to play in. We went around back to the cave, but the river in the cave was also too strong so I told everybody to go back. Only one of them was stupid enough to follow me up the river and into the cave. We went a good ways in and saw the waterfall in the cave, before somehow, exiting the cave safely. That was fun also.
After leaving Palenque, we went to Bacalar and spent the night near the lagoon. It was nice to be back near the beach and we had a midnight swim. From there we went to our campground on the Carribbean and spent a few nights. During the days we went to the Xel-Ha snorkel park, the town of Playa del Carmen for dinner, the ruins of Tulum, and hung out on the beach.
Then we finished up in Cancun. They were a great group. They were always ready on time and we were able to do lots of extra fun stuff.
Now I am on my way to Mexico City for my next trip. On the 4th of September, I drove to Tizimin. Then I continued around the Yucatan Peninsula and stayed as close to the coast as I could. The roads were pretty bad and it was very slow going. I wanted to continue along the coast in the state of Veracruz, but the road was washed out. So, I headed inland and am now in Orizaba. I had a lot of fun seeing new areas on my own and taking all of the small roads. Tomorrow I will go into Mexico City and meet my new group.
I came back to Mexico because I like working down here, but I forgot how much fun it really is. There are so many cenotes in the jungle to discover and the relaxing beach days are great. So, I am having more fun than usual and hope to come back down here in January for a few more months of fun/work.
Sunday, August 13, 2000
New York to L.A. and San Francisco to L.A., USA - Two fun tours
have an exciting month since my last update. Here, let me tell you about it.
On the 7th of July, I went to the airport to fly up to New Jersey. The flight was full and I was voluntarily bumped. Delta gave me a $300 gift certificate and a First Class seat on the next flight, an hour later. After a stop over in Atlanta, I continued up to Newark in First Class. The seats were big and the orange juice was never ending.
On the morning of the 8th, I went into work. I was eagerly anticipating my three days in the office. I was going to plan my trip, make sure my equipment was in perfect condition and hang out with my friends. At 8:00 a.m. a tour leader called in from New York and said that, due to a family emergency, he had to go home. As the most available and experienced person in the office, I was chosen to drive into the City and take over his trip. So much for my easy three day transition back into the working world.
I picked my group up at 2:00 pm and we headed to Philadelphia for our first night of camping. I had a group of French people between the ages of 16 and 21 and their chaperone. Their English was not too bad. We were doing a 24 day trip from New York to Los Angeles along the south.
On the 9th of July, we went to Washington D.C. and spend a few days sight seeing. Then we drove through Virginia and camped in Tennessee on the way to North Carolina. We rented some inflatable kayaks called duckies and paddled down the Nantahala River. The rapids were not that big, but the trip was amazing. It was a hot day and the river was cold. The river was covered in fog and you could often not see for more than 75 feet. It was fun going down the river in the fog.
That night I tried to take my group out to a cafe and some live music. The exit to the campground was muddy and steep. I slid the van all over the lawn, tore up a lot of grass and eventually, with everyone pushing, made it up to the road. It was fun driving the van while it slid sideways. The cafe had some good music and hot chocolate and everyone had fun.
After a long drive through Alabama we made it to New Orleans. I explained how women sometimes bare their breasts in exchange for bead necklaces. Two of the 17 year old boys were so inspired they went around mooning people. They came home with quite a few necklaces.
Next, we headed over to Galveston Island in Texas. We went swimming and hung out on the beach. Our next stop was San Antonio. The Alamo did not hold their interest for the whole day, so we went out to New Braunfels, rented inner tubes and floated down the river.
Our biggest drive of the trip came the next day, but with an early start we made it to El Paso in record time. After dinner I took them down to Mexico for some drinking, smoking and dancing. They may not be able to remember it, but they had fun.
After a brief stop at White Sands National Monument, in New Mexico, we camped in Albuquerque on our way to Monument Valley, Utah. We galloped through the Valley on horseback and watched the sun set.
Our next stop was Lake Powell. While twelve of them swam and jumped off the cliffs, the chaperone and I took one of the passengers to the doctor. He had bronchitis and his coughing was bothering everyone. He got some pills and treatment and then we all went to camp at the Pariah Canyon Camp Ground. Easton, the owner let me go along on their horse ride. It was a truly amazing ride. We passed through tall, narrow red rock canyons and eventually came to a box canyon/cliff. It was a truly amazing sun set ride.
Our next stop was the Grand Canyon for a day of hiking, or in my case, laundry. From there, we went to Seligman Arizona for some ice cream at Delgado's Snow Cap on Route 66. That place is always a huge hit. You must suffer through a 15 minute comedy routine for a soda.
In Las Vegas we pigged out at the buffet and then took a limo ride down the strip. We were dropped off at a wedding chapel and two of the passengers had a mock wedding.
After Vegas, we drove to Los Angeles and camped in Malibu for a few days. We went to Universal Studios, Beverly Hills, Hollywood, Santa Monica, Venice Beach and Melrose Avenue.
They were a lot of fun, but had almost no initiative. They were difficult to motivate when it came to washing dishes or cooking. But once they got started, they did not complain too much. It was fun hanging out with a bunch of kids for three weeks. I even taught some of them not to throw their cigarette butts on the ground.
I then spent the first week of August in the L.A. office. I worked on my equipment, planned my next trip and studied up for my upcoming three months in Mexico. A few of us took a day trip to Tiajuana to do some paperwork and eat tacos.
On Friday, the 4th, I drove up to San Francisco and visited my friend Sue, and her boyfriend Peter. Peter is a boat captain and on Saturday Sue and I joined him for a cruise of San Francisco Bay.
That night I met my new group and on Sunday we headed east. I now had a mixed international group. We went to Yosemite National Park on the 6th of August and hiked down to the big sequoia trees.
On the 7th, most of us did an 8 mile hike. Then we ate pizza and headed over to looked at Yosemite Falls in the moon light. That night at camp we watched bears dig through the garbage.
On the 8th, we swam in Mono lake and then went to Las Vegas. The next day I bought a new pair of sandals. That night we took our limo ride. I used a new company, Fox Limo Tours. They had a stretch Ford Explorer that holds 14 people. We cruised the strip and sipped our champagne.
From there we went to the Grand Canyon and a few of us flew over it in a helicopter. Then, after a quick dinner we went to watch the sunset. The next morning, at 4:30 we left to watch the sunrise. After a relaxing morning, we drove to Lake Havasu, Arizona for a night near the hottest inhabited town in the U.S. We camped near the Colorado River and had to run in there every few minutes to cool off.
Yesterday, after a hot and sticky night, we drove into L.A. and did a quick Hollywood and Rodeo Drive tour.
Today is Sunday, so the office is closed and I am forced to take a day off. I will plan my Mexico trip, do some laundry, and write some e-mail.
Tomorrow I will start my seven day drive to Cancun and pick up my new group on the 22nd of August.
On the 7th of July, I went to the airport to fly up to New Jersey. The flight was full and I was voluntarily bumped. Delta gave me a $300 gift certificate and a First Class seat on the next flight, an hour later. After a stop over in Atlanta, I continued up to Newark in First Class. The seats were big and the orange juice was never ending.
On the morning of the 8th, I went into work. I was eagerly anticipating my three days in the office. I was going to plan my trip, make sure my equipment was in perfect condition and hang out with my friends. At 8:00 a.m. a tour leader called in from New York and said that, due to a family emergency, he had to go home. As the most available and experienced person in the office, I was chosen to drive into the City and take over his trip. So much for my easy three day transition back into the working world.
I picked my group up at 2:00 pm and we headed to Philadelphia for our first night of camping. I had a group of French people between the ages of 16 and 21 and their chaperone. Their English was not too bad. We were doing a 24 day trip from New York to Los Angeles along the south.
On the 9th of July, we went to Washington D.C. and spend a few days sight seeing. Then we drove through Virginia and camped in Tennessee on the way to North Carolina. We rented some inflatable kayaks called duckies and paddled down the Nantahala River. The rapids were not that big, but the trip was amazing. It was a hot day and the river was cold. The river was covered in fog and you could often not see for more than 75 feet. It was fun going down the river in the fog.
That night I tried to take my group out to a cafe and some live music. The exit to the campground was muddy and steep. I slid the van all over the lawn, tore up a lot of grass and eventually, with everyone pushing, made it up to the road. It was fun driving the van while it slid sideways. The cafe had some good music and hot chocolate and everyone had fun.
After a long drive through Alabama we made it to New Orleans. I explained how women sometimes bare their breasts in exchange for bead necklaces. Two of the 17 year old boys were so inspired they went around mooning people. They came home with quite a few necklaces.
Next, we headed over to Galveston Island in Texas. We went swimming and hung out on the beach. Our next stop was San Antonio. The Alamo did not hold their interest for the whole day, so we went out to New Braunfels, rented inner tubes and floated down the river.
Our biggest drive of the trip came the next day, but with an early start we made it to El Paso in record time. After dinner I took them down to Mexico for some drinking, smoking and dancing. They may not be able to remember it, but they had fun.
After a brief stop at White Sands National Monument, in New Mexico, we camped in Albuquerque on our way to Monument Valley, Utah. We galloped through the Valley on horseback and watched the sun set.
Our next stop was Lake Powell. While twelve of them swam and jumped off the cliffs, the chaperone and I took one of the passengers to the doctor. He had bronchitis and his coughing was bothering everyone. He got some pills and treatment and then we all went to camp at the Pariah Canyon Camp Ground. Easton, the owner let me go along on their horse ride. It was a truly amazing ride. We passed through tall, narrow red rock canyons and eventually came to a box canyon/cliff. It was a truly amazing sun set ride.
Our next stop was the Grand Canyon for a day of hiking, or in my case, laundry. From there, we went to Seligman Arizona for some ice cream at Delgado's Snow Cap on Route 66. That place is always a huge hit. You must suffer through a 15 minute comedy routine for a soda.
In Las Vegas we pigged out at the buffet and then took a limo ride down the strip. We were dropped off at a wedding chapel and two of the passengers had a mock wedding.
After Vegas, we drove to Los Angeles and camped in Malibu for a few days. We went to Universal Studios, Beverly Hills, Hollywood, Santa Monica, Venice Beach and Melrose Avenue.
They were a lot of fun, but had almost no initiative. They were difficult to motivate when it came to washing dishes or cooking. But once they got started, they did not complain too much. It was fun hanging out with a bunch of kids for three weeks. I even taught some of them not to throw their cigarette butts on the ground.
I then spent the first week of August in the L.A. office. I worked on my equipment, planned my next trip and studied up for my upcoming three months in Mexico. A few of us took a day trip to Tiajuana to do some paperwork and eat tacos.
On Friday, the 4th, I drove up to San Francisco and visited my friend Sue, and her boyfriend Peter. Peter is a boat captain and on Saturday Sue and I joined him for a cruise of San Francisco Bay.
That night I met my new group and on Sunday we headed east. I now had a mixed international group. We went to Yosemite National Park on the 6th of August and hiked down to the big sequoia trees.
On the 7th, most of us did an 8 mile hike. Then we ate pizza and headed over to looked at Yosemite Falls in the moon light. That night at camp we watched bears dig through the garbage.
On the 8th, we swam in Mono lake and then went to Las Vegas. The next day I bought a new pair of sandals. That night we took our limo ride. I used a new company, Fox Limo Tours. They had a stretch Ford Explorer that holds 14 people. We cruised the strip and sipped our champagne.
From there we went to the Grand Canyon and a few of us flew over it in a helicopter. Then, after a quick dinner we went to watch the sunset. The next morning, at 4:30 we left to watch the sunrise. After a relaxing morning, we drove to Lake Havasu, Arizona for a night near the hottest inhabited town in the U.S. We camped near the Colorado River and had to run in there every few minutes to cool off.
Yesterday, after a hot and sticky night, we drove into L.A. and did a quick Hollywood and Rodeo Drive tour.
Today is Sunday, so the office is closed and I am forced to take a day off. I will plan my Mexico trip, do some laundry, and write some e-mail.
Tomorrow I will start my seven day drive to Cancun and pick up my new group on the 22nd of August.
Thursday, July 6, 2000
Florida, Massachussets, New Mexico and Colorado, USA - Family visits and hiking
Near the end of April, my Aunt Ellen got married. Lots of family, including Uncle Jim, were there and the dessert was excellent. In early May, I was in Boston and had a good visit with Dad, Elizabeth, and Emily.
In May, I flew to Albuquerque, New Mexico to watch Karla and Daniel get married. Karla's family adopted me; which means they let me sleep on the floor, fed me and let me do the dishes. I rented my first car that weekend and had lots of fun driving.
Then I went up to visit John and Cathy near Dolores, Colorado. I met their son Reilly. John is a pilot and we took an enjoyable flight up to Grand Junction for the day. We also did some hiking and a bike ride.
John and Cathy have a great life. They live on a few acres in rural Colorado. They have chickens, goats, a horse, and some ducks. Reilly has his own petting zoo. Now, if I had to choose a place to live, I would say southwest Colorado. They are near the mountains and near the desert and canyons. They are no where near a big city.
After a good visit on the Gillis Farm, I went up to visit my cousins in Telluride. I did a bunch of day hikes and then set off on a week long backpacking trip.
My cousin Liana dropped me off at Woods Lake. Five minutes later I took the wrong path and walked 13 miles west, instead of south. I spent the next two days on dirt roads, hiking trails, game trails, and bush whacking. Near the end of the third day I was stuck in a valley with no place to camp and lots of private property. I got a ride down to John's place and met his new baby, Malaika.
I had a good weekend visit and then went up to Lizard Head Pass. I hiked up into the mountains and over a snow covered pass. I spent that night near Navajo Lake at 11,200 feet above sea level. The next day I lost the trail and eventually ended up where I meant to and finished my backpacking trip.
After another few days in Telluride, I came over to Colorado Springs. I visited Karla and Daniel and we went hiking and biking.
During the final weekend in June, we went camping at my favorite place in North America - The Great Sand Dunes National Monument in Colorado. We camped near the entrance to the park on Friday night and on Saturday we started hiking. The trail was pretty sandy and slow going. Around mid-afternoon we found a nice spot in the middle of the sand and put the tent up. Two seconds later it started to rain heavily.
After the rain, and a brief nap, I headed out onto the sand for a long barefoot walk. When I returned from my walk, I joined Karla and Daniel on a walk in the sand. Then they went back for dinner and I continued out into the sand. It was a bit cloudy and the sand was damp from the rain, so I was able to walk barefoot in the sand for about four or five hours. I had a great time rolling down the dunes. That night I slept out under the stars.
On the 26th of June, Karla and I drove to Santa Fe and I bought a new pair of boots. I am looking forward to breaking them in over the next few months.
On the 27th I flew back to Florida and spent the next weekend visiting with cousins and other family members. Tomorrow I will fly to New Jersey and start work for the summer. My nine month vacation is over and I am eager to start work again.
In May, I flew to Albuquerque, New Mexico to watch Karla and Daniel get married. Karla's family adopted me; which means they let me sleep on the floor, fed me and let me do the dishes. I rented my first car that weekend and had lots of fun driving.
Then I went up to visit John and Cathy near Dolores, Colorado. I met their son Reilly. John is a pilot and we took an enjoyable flight up to Grand Junction for the day. We also did some hiking and a bike ride.
John and Cathy have a great life. They live on a few acres in rural Colorado. They have chickens, goats, a horse, and some ducks. Reilly has his own petting zoo. Now, if I had to choose a place to live, I would say southwest Colorado. They are near the mountains and near the desert and canyons. They are no where near a big city.
After a good visit on the Gillis Farm, I went up to visit my cousins in Telluride. I did a bunch of day hikes and then set off on a week long backpacking trip.
My cousin Liana dropped me off at Woods Lake. Five minutes later I took the wrong path and walked 13 miles west, instead of south. I spent the next two days on dirt roads, hiking trails, game trails, and bush whacking. Near the end of the third day I was stuck in a valley with no place to camp and lots of private property. I got a ride down to John's place and met his new baby, Malaika.
I had a good weekend visit and then went up to Lizard Head Pass. I hiked up into the mountains and over a snow covered pass. I spent that night near Navajo Lake at 11,200 feet above sea level. The next day I lost the trail and eventually ended up where I meant to and finished my backpacking trip.
After another few days in Telluride, I came over to Colorado Springs. I visited Karla and Daniel and we went hiking and biking.
During the final weekend in June, we went camping at my favorite place in North America - The Great Sand Dunes National Monument in Colorado. We camped near the entrance to the park on Friday night and on Saturday we started hiking. The trail was pretty sandy and slow going. Around mid-afternoon we found a nice spot in the middle of the sand and put the tent up. Two seconds later it started to rain heavily.
After the rain, and a brief nap, I headed out onto the sand for a long barefoot walk. When I returned from my walk, I joined Karla and Daniel on a walk in the sand. Then they went back for dinner and I continued out into the sand. It was a bit cloudy and the sand was damp from the rain, so I was able to walk barefoot in the sand for about four or five hours. I had a great time rolling down the dunes. That night I slept out under the stars.
On the 26th of June, Karla and I drove to Santa Fe and I bought a new pair of boots. I am looking forward to breaking them in over the next few months.
On the 27th I flew back to Florida and spent the next weekend visiting with cousins and other family members. Tomorrow I will fly to New Jersey and start work for the summer. My nine month vacation is over and I am eager to start work again.
Wednesday, April 19, 2000
Peru - A walk in the desert and return to Florida
On the 27th of March, I spent the whole day heading north by bus. I made it to Ica in the evening and took a taxi out to Huacachina. On the 28th, I went shopping for a little bit of food and a whole lot of water.
Fiona and I spent one night at Huacachina in November, and I have been looking forward to getting back there ever since. This is the place with the huge sand dunes. In the afternoon, once the sun was no longer directly overhead, I started my desert walk.
I found out that the ocean was only 33 kilometers from Huacachina, so that seemed to me like a good goal. There was a dirt track through the bone dry and shadeless desert and I followed it west. I met the owner of a calcium mine and he told me I was crazy. Then he let me hold his son and he took a picture of me. I guess no one would believe that he saw a wandering gringo in the desert without a photo. A few more trucks passed me heading to town from the mine. They all warned me about the dangers of the desert, although none were very specific. The only specific things I was warned against were theft and salamanders. The man who told me this agreed with me when I pointed out that it was unlikely that bandits were hiding out in the sand dunes, waiting for me. That left only salamanders to fear, and I didn't.
I quickly passed the mine and continued off into the night. I found a nice spot between some sand dunes and spent the night. I had only my sleeping bag, some food and a lot of water with me, so setting up camp was easy.
I woke up the next morning and was walking by 5:40 am. By now the road looked like it had not been used in a long time. At 10:00 am I sat down to rest. By 3:00 pm the sun had moved enough for me to continue. I walked until about 7:00 pm, but did not see the ocean. By now I had used up more than half of my 11 liters of water and had not yet glimpsed my goal. I had not seen a vehicle, or anyone, the whole day and decided to turn back. There was no point in walking all the way to the ocean, only to run out of water half way back to town.
I found a nice patch of sand to sleep in and went to bed. On the 30th, I got another 5:40 start. It was not very long at all before a truck carrying calcium and about six men came by. I hopped on the back and took the fast route back to civilization. The truck went a different way than I had come. I ended up on the Panamerican Highway. I took a bus to Paracas and had a ceviche lunch at a restaurant near the ocean. Then I took a bus back to Huacachina.
I met four nice Peruvians from Lima and the next day they gave me a lift back to Luis's place. I spent the weekend visiting with Luis and Karem. Even after six months, they are still the nicest people I know and it was nice to see them again. On Sunday, Julia and Miguel flew in and I visited with them for a day or two. Julia, whom I met in Utah and spent a month with in Nepal, became my 7th three continental friend.
On the 4th of April, I returned to my mother's place in Florida. I have spent the month visiting family and eating.
Fiona and I spent one night at Huacachina in November, and I have been looking forward to getting back there ever since. This is the place with the huge sand dunes. In the afternoon, once the sun was no longer directly overhead, I started my desert walk.
I found out that the ocean was only 33 kilometers from Huacachina, so that seemed to me like a good goal. There was a dirt track through the bone dry and shadeless desert and I followed it west. I met the owner of a calcium mine and he told me I was crazy. Then he let me hold his son and he took a picture of me. I guess no one would believe that he saw a wandering gringo in the desert without a photo. A few more trucks passed me heading to town from the mine. They all warned me about the dangers of the desert, although none were very specific. The only specific things I was warned against were theft and salamanders. The man who told me this agreed with me when I pointed out that it was unlikely that bandits were hiding out in the sand dunes, waiting for me. That left only salamanders to fear, and I didn't.
I quickly passed the mine and continued off into the night. I found a nice spot between some sand dunes and spent the night. I had only my sleeping bag, some food and a lot of water with me, so setting up camp was easy.
I woke up the next morning and was walking by 5:40 am. By now the road looked like it had not been used in a long time. At 10:00 am I sat down to rest. By 3:00 pm the sun had moved enough for me to continue. I walked until about 7:00 pm, but did not see the ocean. By now I had used up more than half of my 11 liters of water and had not yet glimpsed my goal. I had not seen a vehicle, or anyone, the whole day and decided to turn back. There was no point in walking all the way to the ocean, only to run out of water half way back to town.
I found a nice patch of sand to sleep in and went to bed. On the 30th, I got another 5:40 start. It was not very long at all before a truck carrying calcium and about six men came by. I hopped on the back and took the fast route back to civilization. The truck went a different way than I had come. I ended up on the Panamerican Highway. I took a bus to Paracas and had a ceviche lunch at a restaurant near the ocean. Then I took a bus back to Huacachina.
I met four nice Peruvians from Lima and the next day they gave me a lift back to Luis's place. I spent the weekend visiting with Luis and Karem. Even after six months, they are still the nicest people I know and it was nice to see them again. On Sunday, Julia and Miguel flew in and I visited with them for a day or two. Julia, whom I met in Utah and spent a month with in Nepal, became my 7th three continental friend.
On the 4th of April, I returned to my mother's place in Florida. I have spent the month visiting family and eating.
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