Part 2: Belize
I awoke in my bikebum camp at the sugarcane field to an early morning rain shower. Droplets of water were hitting my face through the screen of the tent and it took me a while to figure out what was going on. Fumbling with the rain fly in the early morning light I simply tossed it over the … Continue reading
Crooked Tree, Belize: The town that time forgot. “founded in the 1700’s” the sign said, this town looked like a place from the opening scenes of Deliverance. It felt as if I had been transported into the deep south with ramshackle single room slave shacks, and decrepit old buildings. There were no cars, only old broken trucks stacked atop … Continue reading
I awoke early to the loud sound of prop planes taking off behind Pedro’s hostel (cheap has a price –right?) I could still taste the yager on my breath and stumbled shirtless to the bathroom to dryly brush my teeth. I was determined to “bite the bullet” today and find a service to take me … Continue reading
Finally a Tailwind on the Northern Highway!
Today I took the day off and hitched a ride up to see one of the only free attractions in the region: The Rio Frio Cave. While originally I wasn’t too excited about spending time alone in a dark and wet cave, I was assured the Rio Frio was huge and full of light – … Continue reading
I descended from the Mountain Pine Ridge Forest Reserve today saying goodbye to my gracious host, Maggie, who insisted that I enjoy another one of her fine breakfasts of scrambled eggs and thickly sliced homemade toast. Her hospitality has been greatly appreciated and I have really enjoyed the evenings and conversation we have had together these past few nights. … Continue reading