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Cycling Nicaragua ??

After the border crossing coming from Honduras it is already dark. The border crossing took us 2,5 hours because we didn’t fill the required online forms.
On iOverlander we found a campsite just 5km after the border. On arrival the lady tells us we can camp here and opens the heavy steel gate for us. We are really happy we can stay here. We always try to avoid cycling in the dark. The roads in Central America are dangerous enough by daylight. Believe us, you really don’t want to cycle the Pan-Am Highway by night!
The lady shows us around the campsite and we pitch our tent.
At a truck-stop restaurant close by we eat some fast food.
The next morning we see how awesome the campsite really is. We take it slow and swim in the pools.

The next morning we find this in our backyard.

Not to bad 🙂

In the first town of today and also the first after the border, just a few kilometers away, we try to find an ATM cash machine for some local cash. It’s quite a big town but we can’t find any ATM. After asking around we know it for sure. No cash for us now? Luckily in a small supermarket we find a dodgy exchange office. The lady doesn’t give money from our credit or debit cards but is willing to exchange some euros into cordobas, the local currency of Nicaragua. Yes!!! Happy again. In the supermarket we also find an open WiFi network. Finally we can contact home after being offline for nearly two weeks. It’s already noontime when we leave the town of Somotillo. The Telica volcano is our goal for tonight. The plan is to do some hiking up there in the coming days.

Slow traffic on the road, even slower than us.

The road to Telica is straight and doesn’t have much shade which makes it hot. This hot road to Telica does have two options:
1. Keep following the highway around the big San Cristobal Volcano al the way to the town of Telica from where we can hit the crater tomorrow.
2. Make a 30km shortcut straight to the Telica Volcano Crater over a (new?) highway which is mapped as a small unpaved road.
At the junction of those two options a guy sells huge watermelons. We buy a melon, eat it straight away and ask the guy for some local advice.
He tells us the (new?) highway is paved all the way it’s a bit more hilly because it winds between the two volcanoes San Cristobal and Telica but not to bad.

Welcome in Nicaragua.

The good thing about Central America: Fresh Fruit Everywhere.

Beautifull painted busses.

We thank him for advice and also for the delicious watermelon and hit the shortcut route between the two volcanoes.
The road is much quieter than the main highway and has much less places to buy water. Luckily we find a tiny restaurant for water and we can continue.

Cowbows on the highway.

Friendly guys.

By the end of the day, just 12km before our planned wildcamp spot, we arrive at another junction. Left follows the highway and right is an unpaved road. Looking on the map we see we definitely have to turn right. “12km can’t be that bad” we think and go right. After 500m the unpavement changes into very fine black volcano sand. We’re stuck straight away because our wide 26×2.15 tires are still too narrow and go to deep in the fine sand. “We have to push!”

We don’t like volcano sand.

The road looks ok but it is impossible to cycle on, so soft.

At some places the road is harder and we can cycle it. That gives hope. The track (now it’s not even a road anymore) winds though a sort of undeep canyon. We can’t see the landscape around it since we constantly 5m below it. We see people and small motorbikes on the track but we don’t see the villages where they are coming from and going to. The further we go the more we have to push and the less we can cycle. Now the 12 kilometers looks like a never ending story, something we’re not gonna make tonight. It starts getting dark in the canyon and we push further in search for a place to stay this night. We can’t find any. It’s still hot and we’re running out of water again. In the dark we find a closed restaurant but when we walk in a lady is still there. We ask her for bottled water. “I don’t have” she says.
“Coca Cola or something else?” We ask.
“Yes I have” she says, walks to the kitchen and returns with a small 250ml applejus bottle.
Nice! “Do you have more?” We ask.
She agrees and also tells she has small Coca Cola bottles.
We order 8 of those small bottles. Looking at her face we can see this is not a common order. But we are not on a common trip so we don’t care.

With a big bag full of small bottles we hit the track again. (We didn’t ask the lady for camping here, the uncommon 8 bottle order in the dark was enough for her we guessed)
After 3,5 hours pushing through 12km thought volcano sand we finally find our wild camp spot. Or at least according to the iOverlander app there should be one here. We don’t see any. We only see a “Volcano Telica this way” sign.
Dahm!!!

All of a sudden a motorcycle stops beside us. The guy asks where we gonna sleep tonight.
“No idea” we tell him since we don’t wanna tell him this is actually the place we planned to camp.
He tells us that his brother is starting up a recreational center about 100m from here and we can stay there for free if we like. “And by the way, my name is Robert” he says.

Wow, how many luck can we have on this unlucky track?
We take the offer and Robert leads us to the place. It’s very basic but it has a shelter for hammocks, running water and enough space for our tent.
Robert tells us he has to tell his brother about us. He starts his motorbike and is off again. He gets his brother to the place as well to meet us.

We look to each other and smile. Lucky us ?

After 10min Robert returns with his brother Ulices. Both brothers are happy to have us here and they did bring some cold sodas and hammocks for us to sleep in. We chat for a little while and we arrange to meet again the next morning.
The night is quiet with a bright full moon. We don’t put up our tent but sleep in the hammocks.

Sleeping in the open air is the best.

It’s around seven in the morning when we hear Ulices motorbike coming through the woods. He invites us to come over to his house and meet his family. We dress up and follow him with our bicycles. It’s not far but again we have to push some parts. When we arrive in his village we first go to his family’s farm. His parents and some brothers and sisters live up there. We meet a bunch of people and Ulices shows us around on the little farm.

On the farm.

Schoolkids inspecting our bikes.

Kim answers all questions about the journey and the bikes.

“I show you ones, then you can try!”

“OMG how does this work?”

“OK, let me finish it 🙂 “

Local breakfast on the farm.

His own house is very close by and we go there to meet his wife and daughters. We also eat breakfast together. It’s nice to be so welcomed by so many nice people.

Showing us around

The kitchen.

Backing eggs.

The plan for today is to go hiking to the volcano crater. The hike should be around 12km, a few hours.
Ulices likes to meet up with us and a few other people at the top by the end of the day. They will go by motorbike and they will bring us back to the village on the back of their bikes. Sounds like a plan to us. Now we can stay till sunset without to hike back in the dark.
Ulices brings us to the start of the hiking trail with his mini bus and we take off.

Hiking time again.

Where to go?

More volcanos around.

The trail goes straight up. The scenery is dry and we still walk in the lose volcano sand. After a few hours we pass the old gates to the volcano and we arrive at the parking from where no motorbike can go.

The old entrance to the volcano.

The last part of the hike goes up even steeper and all vegetation is gone. We walk in a grey moon landscape of rocks and stones. It’s still pretty hot and we drink a lot. In the far distance above us we see a lot of smoke coming out of the crater.

Hazard Zone?

Hola amigos, It’s hot up here!

When we finally arrive at the volcano crater the views are stunning. The smoke out of the crater is so dense we can’t see the bottom of it. The smell is really bad and we can’t breathe when we stand in the upcoming smoke.

On the edge.

Stinky up here.

Looking over the edge.

So much smoke, you cant’t see the bottom of the volcano.

After hanging around on the crater for a while we decide to hike to the bat cave as well. It’s not far, just a 20 minutes down the other side of the crater.
At the bat cave we hardly see any bats. A bit of a bummer. We guess we have to be here at sunrise or sunset when the bats go in and out the cave.

On our way to the Bat cave.

Hardly any bats around. Maybe we have to wait till sunset or sunrise. (What we not gonna do now)

We hike back to the top of the crater. We still have many hours to go before Ulices and his friends will show up. In a distance we see a shelter. Maybe a good idea to go there so we have some shade.
The shelter is actually not a shelter we discover but a weather and seismograph station to measure the activities of the volcano.
At the station a park ranger collects some park entrance from us but he also has a cool box filled with sodas and cold beers. Since we still have to wait for a few hours and the place is a great spot to wait that time we buy a bunch of cold beer cans. The view on the volcano and surrounding area is awesome. We sit, drink, enjoy and have good conversations. This is life!!!

At the weather station.

On top of the weather station the view is the best.

By the the time it starts getting dark we walk back to the crater. We expect Ulices and friends coming up soon as well. At the crater only one young guy is coming up. He explains the others are not coming but are waiting at the parking. They find it to exhausting climbing all the way up.
Together we walk down and meet the others at the parking. We laugh at them their too lazy coming up.

The sun starts to set, we have to go down.

Ulices and his brother in law waiting for us coming down.

The way down back to the village goes much faster than when we walked up this morning.
Now we walk the first part down because the track is too rough for two people per motorbike but as soon we’re on the motorbikes it goes fast.

A small hike to the motorbikes.

There we go…

Although the track is still rough, dusty and dark it’s clear to us those guys are used to this and ride the bikes as if we are on a decent paved road.

off road is no problem at all for these guys.

Back at Ulices house his wife made dinner for all of us and we enjoy the typical Nicaraguan meal of rice, beans and meat. Around the table we have interesting conversations about our and their country.

For the night we sleep in the restaurant. We hang some hammocks and fall asleep pretty fast after we lay our heads down.

Back at Ulices house / restaurant.

Good Night!!!

In the early morning we are awaked by the local bus which honks loud though the whole village and has a stop right in front of our restaurant.
We dress up, pack up and are ready to leave as Ulices shows up. He likes to show us a little bit more around his village.
We agree with the extra village tour.

New pups, born last night.

The tortilla bakery in town.

Kim making her own tortilla at Ulices family.

Photo’s and movies are made from everything.

Sister shows how it works.

Kim tries as well.

Ulices wife waving good bye when we leave.

After the village tour we leave it all behind us and hit the road again. Hmmm road? No, still the volcano sand track over which we came here. Luckily we go a little downhill so our progress is not to bad. After a hour we finally arrive at the main road again after days of dusty tracks. The road south, the Pan-Am Highway.

And on the road again… pushing through.

No, we are not going this way again.

To bad the highway is just for a short while today. Because we wanna cycle along the big lakes we take a shortcut to them. Again on the map the road looks paved but after a while y becomes unpaved again as so many times in Central America.
Luckily the unpaved road isn’t that bad as around the volcano last days. We don’t have to push our bikes through.

Dusty roads again.

Back on the paved road again Kim runs another flat tire. Two boys ask if they can help and otherwise they know a good mechanic around who can help. We thank them. “No, we are fine, thanks!”
We patch the tire and cycle to our small hotel for the coming night.

“Hey American, you need some help?”

Hi Kim!!!

The next day the road along the first lake is pretty windy but offers nice views at some volcanos in a distance.

Cerro Negro on the left.

We pass a big city with Dutch street names.

The Prince of Bel-Air 😀

Close to the second big lake we end up in a very nice and cheap hotel. The owner tells us about the political problems and that the situation is very bad for the tourist business. Many places close down and he self also dropped his prices to a minimum. When we walk through the town the next day we indeed see a lot of people trying to sell touristic tours but there are hardly any tourists around. The sellers look frustrated.

Colorful hotel for cheap.

Back on the road next day we challenge hard head winds along the second lake. This road will bring us to the border with Costa Rica. Just a few kilometers before the border we find ourselves a nice wild-camp spot on the beach.

Colorfull busses try to make their route through the busy city.

Also on the country roads these busses are seen a lot.

Wild camp at Lake Nicaragua.

Vulcan Maderas

Vulcan Concepcion.

When our tent is set up a French couple with a camper-van and a small kid join us at the same beach. They are traveling the world for three years. www.bebe-globetrotter.com

Because the hard wind we put big rocks on the tent pegs.

After a windy night at this beautiful spot we pack up our stuff again spot and we paddle the last few Nicaragua kilometers and hop into Costa Rica ??

When windmills pointing the other way you cycle in the wrong direction. Still hard headwinds!!!

The border is coming up. A few kilometer before the border a line with waiting trucks starts already.

Cycling Honduras at 40’C

Because Honduras recently had a lot of political problems we cross the country at its most narrow point so this is probably gonna be a short post.

From the border with El Salvador to the border with Nicaragua is just 130km. Because the road should be flat most of the time it could be done in one day.

One day cycling???

When we wake up in a small cheap ass hotel 5km before the El Salvador/Honduras border Kim feels bad. She slept bad last night and has diarrhea. She slowly starts her day. We discuss if we gonna cycle at all today. Since the hotel is hot and crappy and isn’t in a town or so Kim wants to move on. We will see how far we can make it today.

We take off later than usual and head to the border after had some breakfast at a gas station opposite the road. The road is not to busy, has a good shoulder but is full of rubbish. When we arrive at the border a line of trucks are standing there already. We pass them and go straight to the customs office. A lot of fixers come to us and try to point us around to make some money or to exchange money. We don’t contact them and find out our own way.
The customs goes pretty fast, they ask us some questions, stamp our passports and $3 and 5 minutes later we are free to go again. Honduras here we come.

Into Honduras, feeling bad.

The road is smooth and a little hilly. It’s nearly 40 degrees and the landscape is dry. It feels like desert. Kim still feels bad and we make a lot of stops in shady places under trees or in bus stops. We move slowly but most important, we’re still moving.

It’s hot, really hot!!!

Kim: “Please let me lay down for a minute.”
(Along the Pan-Am Highway)

For sale: House on the river bank.

Horses just walking along the road. Nobody cares about them.

After we cycled 40km we arrive in a small village and have the opportunity for a hotel. It’s nearly 3pm already. Kim decides she wants to do another extra 20km to the next town so we probably can make it tomorrow to the border with Nicaragua in one day.
We have a break at a gas station and go again. The winds are powerful and against us and Kim cycles straight behind Arjan to get rid off them.
When we arrive in the next town we check in at an air conditioned hotel. We drag our bikes into the small room and Kim jumps in bed.

Finally a bed… Still feeling bad.

We don’t leave the room till the next morning. Kim still feels not that good but better than yesterday. We kick off with 85km to go.
The winds are still strong and it’s gonna be another struggling against them. The scenery isn’t that different from yesterday’s. Dry grass, sometimes with animals on it who try to eat some of it. Most animals look skinny and not too healthy. We even see a dead horse along the road eaten by vultures. Most animals have a hard life in Central America. Dogs, cats, horses, cows, sheep, ect..; people don’t really care about them.

Long roads. Hot sun.

Between 35 and 40 degrees celcius.

Ice cream makes feeling less sick.

From left to right: Big Truck – Small Truck – Horse & Carrige.

We pass a mountain which looks it’s on fire. From where we take a rest, a few kilometers away from it, we can hear the fire burning down grass and trees. Nobody seems to care about it, no firemen in the wide area. Some houses are close by and even there no one to see.

Mountain on fire, no fireman seen.

In one of the last bigger towns before the border we eat some fresh melon in a park that looks like it’s in Russia about 50 years ago. Vitamins are good for you and Kim also feels a lot better after eating the melon.

USSR bridge.

USSR park.

Eating vitamines. Fresh melon.

It’s 3:30pm when we arrive at the border. The usual long line with trucks is also here present. We pass the waiting trucks again and go straight to the customs gate.

To the Nicaragua border.

At the gate they ask us if the bicycles are ours. Of course! We answer. “You have fill in a form for that!”
We fill in the forms and are directed to the customs office, a hundred meters away.

Fill in forms at an “office”?

In the office they ask us if we asked permission to enter the country. “Euh, no… how should we do that and who should we asked?”
The lady looks a bit annoyed and answers that we should do that online before showing up at the border. We answer her that we didn’t know that.
She directs us to the opposite of the road to another office to make multiple copies of our passports, including the stamps of visited countries.
We do what bin told and return to the customs office with the copies ten minutes later.

The same lady shows up and starts asking questions about the countries we visited before Nicaragua. She also wants to know when we crossed all the borders.
After that she asks where we gonna stay in Nicaragua. Not just the first night, no she wants to know all addresses from all nights. Of course we really have no idea where we gonna stay. We never know that. She still wants to know!
“Hmmm ok…”
We take one of our phones, start a navigation app and dig up seven random hotel names and address in cities we logically will pass if we cycle the common route to the border with Costa Rica. With a lot of patience she all writes it down on one of the passport copies. When done she starts typing all this information in a Whatsapp chat. For our feelings it takes hours.
When finally finished her Whatsapp conversation about all our data we disappears in an office for at least half a hour. We guess she types all data in a computer. Outside the building we see the sun going down, it’s gonna be dark outside soon.
When she returns from the office she points us to another desk to pay $12 per person for all the hassle.
After paying we finally free to go into Nicaragua. Yeah… a new country again??? (After being in the customs office for 2,5 hours ?)

Finally we can cross the border after 2,5hours of useless paperwork.

Hi Nicaragua!!! ?

Cycling El Salvador ??

We pass the bridge on the border which divides Guatemala from El Salvador. Two friendly ladies from customs sitting on chairs in the shade on the other side, just along the road. They check our passports and say we can pass through. “No stamps needed?” Kim asks.
“No, no stamps needed” they answer. “Only stamps needed for Guatemala”
We find it a little weird, is it going this easy? Kim doesn’t trust it and when we pass the big customs building for all the trucks she goes there to verify we really don’t need El Salvador stamps in our passports. “No indeed, no stamps needed” the officer over there confirms.
Hmmm ok.. strange but whatever, we’re in our next exciting country and start cycling.

Customs

No, no stamps needed 🙂

After a kilometer another customs booth shows up. A few trucks are lined up here and we pass them again, straight to the officer in front. He waves us through and the El Salvador adventure can start officially from now on.
The road climbs a little more and we are on nearly 900m above sea level when we go over the mountain pass. From here the road winds all the way down for 15km into the town of Metapán, our destination for today.
In town we go in search for an ATM machine for some local currency. The first one we find doesn’t work. The second one is a little weird. We figured the exchange rate is 1:10 so €1,- is 10SVC. The country should be quiet cheap so we wanna have €100,- so 1000SVC. Arjan types in the amount but gets an error. He figures, maybe to much? He tries again, 500 now. Error again. Weird. Another try. 250 this time. No error but the machine gives 250 US Dollars instead of the local currency. Now we understand 1000 and 500 didn’t work.
Happy with the money we go looking for a place for the night. The first hotel wants us to pay $35. The second $40. In a third, no mapped, hotel they have rooms for $40 as well. “But” the guy explains “we also have $7 rooms without any luxury apart from a bed and a fan.”
“Muy bien” and we check in for seven bucks.

Dodgy hotel for cheap.

Next morning when we leave we have to cross the market in the streets.

When we leave the next morning and go to a store for some food we find out the whole country is paying with US Dollars. The local currency is not common to use or maybe banned, we don’t know.
The highway out of town is quiet with not much traffic on it. The shoulder of the road is also pretty wide. If this is allover El Salvador then this country is good for cycling. We will find out the coming week.

All sorts of animals on the road.

The routeplanner shows us two options. The first is follow this highway all the way. The second option is a shorter route of the highway and with less climbing meters.
We take the shortcut and see where we end up. The scenery is nice and we see nearly any people.
The route is shorter indeed but goes over gravel and sometimes it’s so steep up, we can’t even cycle and have push the bikes up.

New sunglasses??

Going left or going right?

Cooling down the breaks when going down steep and far.

This shortcut takes the most of the day. Taking the longer route would have been faster probably.
When we finally hit the highway again around two in the afternoon we’re not even halfway our planned route and we took off at nine this morning.
The highway goes up from this point. We climb kilometer after kilometer. The sun is hot again and it hits 35 degrees. We drink a lot.

Just a common house.

Enjoying the view

Back country roads.

When we arrive on the top of the pass the views are great. We can see the lake in a far distance where we wanna stay for the coming night.

Kim making friends.

Long hanging bridge ahead.

What’s for dinner tonight?

On top of the pass. Lake in a far distance.

Going down again.

Death cow along the road, the birds are eating it.

Hmmm… smells really bad 🙁

No campfires aloud? Why this sign on this place?

From the top we ride down. When we finally arrive in El Paraíso it’s a half a hour before sunset. A guy on a motorcycle comes driving along us and asks in English where we are from. While still driving we chat with him and ask him if he knows a cheap hotel in town. He tells there is only one, owned by a man he knows. The owner also speaks English.
When we arrive at the hotel the owner is not there but Jose, the motorbike guy explains he will be here in a few minutes.
In the meantime we order a few pupusas which they bake right in front of the hotel.
The owner shows up and we check in. When checked in we go out again. Our fresh baked pupusas are already waiting for us. Together with Jose we eat. He tells about his jobs in the US and here in town.

Arjan is talking to the new coach of FC Barcelona.

The next day it’s Arjan’s birthday and we do a luxurious breakfast in one of the cafes before we take off for another day cycling.
The planned route goes through the mountains with a lot of altitude meters so we hope we can make it to the planned hotel we found on iOverlander. The only hotel in the wide area.

Breakfast on Arjans birthday.

We decided not to do dirt roads anymore in El Salvador. The gravel is not gravel but 10cm stones and dirt roads are even more steep than highways we figured.
But when you think you know it all it turns out different. Today’s mountain highway roads are very steep as well we discover soon after leaving town.
Our today’s progress is very slow. We stop a lot along the road or when cycling steep hills. On some moments it’s even nearly 40 degrees so we drink a lot but are thirsty all the time.
It’s nearly impossible to keep the dinking up with all the sweating. We didn’t count exactly but we did drink at least 9 liters per person and pee just once a day a little.

Look at that calf!!!

a short leged animal.

Wall paintings.

Water and mountains… lovely combination.

Some climbing to go as you can see.

Empty streets

At the end of the day it’s impossible for us to reach the planned town and hotel before dark.
While Kim is waiting for Arjan after another steep climb she realizes this can be a nice wildcamp spot for tonight. The road is nearly empty, the spot along the road is hidden and has a flat plateau with an awesome view over a lake in the distance.
After checking out the place we drag our bikes up the plateau and enjoy the sunset over the lake.

Enjoying the sunset on our wildcamp spot at Arjan’s birthday.

The sky is clear so we expect a lot of stars. We decide to keep our tent as underlining and go sleep on top of it.

Sleep like this?

When it starts getting darker we see the first stars but we also hear the first mosquitoes ?
After another 10 minutes we put up our tent. Those little bastards drive us crazy already.

To much insects… lets put up the tent!

In the morning we start the day with the leftover 27km climb from yesterday. Another hot day though northern El Salvador where people hardly see any tourists. Even more rare are white tourists on bicycles.
Some people are very friendly and wave, others seems to us very unfriendly. They look at us as if we did something wrong to them when we wave or greet.

Very steep up..

Road damage.

I’m death… to much climbing.

The views, there you’re climbing for.

But as said we also meet friendly people. When we stop for another drink along the road a guy asks us where we from and if we need something, he lives opposite the road. “Yes, if you have water??”
He takes off and turns back a few minutes later with four bottles of water. “Thanks a lot!!”

Thumb up when going down.

Chasing dogs.

Down again.

Going fast.

No hands needed.

Another photo.

Chatting with a local farmer who used to live in the US before.

Cows drinking while cars passing.

Uphill again??? Pfffff…..

And down again…

I give you the finger!

In the late afternoon, after a long dirt road (no other option was possible) we arrive in Sesori where we ask around for a hotel or other place to stay.
Some guys tell us there is nothing around but say also to go to the police-station for help. A very friendly officer explains a lot to us and points us to the local soccerfield just around the corner.
When we discussing the spot with the officer a few ladies in front of a small shop greet us.
While chatting with them they offer us to stay with them. There is an unused room in the house with a bed we can use if we want.
Wow, that’s a great offer!
We move our bikes in and make new friends with the whole family who are living here.
They show us around in the house and we take a shower. Elci, the mother makes us a meal and we feel very welcomed by these lovely people.
At night the chicken around the house keep us awake several times.

Our room on the left.

The rooster who’s waking us up every morning.

He speaks spanish as well.

De kippen op stok.

When we start to pack up again the next morning Elci asks us if we like to go swimming with them today.
“Sounds good but can we stay another night as well then?” we ask.
Elci is happy to have us around for another day and in the afternoon we go swimming in the nearby river.
The day is relaxing for us after 10 days of cycling without a break.
When swimming her grandson and a lot of kids go also with us.
In the evening we all eat papasus somewhere in town.

Sunday market with Elcy our host.

Chilling in front of her house/store.

Swimming in the river.

Rocky Rock ‘n Roll.

The local laundry service.

Pupusas with Elcy and amigos.

Before we leave the next morning Elci gives Kim a longsleave shirt. (She sells secondhand clothes in her shop as well) She also tries to find something to give to Arjan but can’t find any that fits.
We give her a warm goodbye and leave again.

Bye Elcy for hosting us.

Byeeeee!!!!

Our goal for today is a small hotel very close to the border with Honduras. The Mapy.cz navigation app shows us a route of 80km with 921 altitude meters. Not to bad since we already had days in El Salvador with more than double the altitude meters.
One down point on the planned route, another 26km of dirt track is included to shortcut from one highway to another.

Wet river crossing.

Dry river crossing.

Traffic coming up.

When we finish the dirt road we find ourselves a small restaurant for lunch, a few papasus and a few beer. Arjan’s Happy Birthday beer. Three days to late but who cares. A drunk guy enjoys us as well but after a while we got sick of him and take off again. Still 45km to go.

More Pupusas!!!

The last part of the day goes fast and with a lot downhill. Luckily the small hotel does still exist and we check in. We’re now not even 5km from the border.

Cowboys on the road.

Tomorrow Honduras.
Because Honduras recently had a lot of political problems we cross the country at its most narrow point. From where we are now in El Salvador it’s just 160km to the Honduras/Nicaragua border. Two days of cycling to keep the risk as low as possible.

When a lock doesn’t open anymore you have to break it. (I love my Leatherman)

Bye El Salvador.
Hi Honduras!!

Horror Cycling in Guatemala

When we wake up around six thirty in the morning we hear the rain coming down hard. Today is the day that we have planned to go on the water taxi from Punta Gorda in Belize to Puerto Barrios in Guatemala. The water taxi is suppose to leave at nine thirty. We slowly pack up our stuff, eat some leftover pizza from last night and leave our small guesthouse, still in the rain.
At the boat dock an old man is selling the tickets. After purchasing he directs us to the immigration desk where the lady tells us we have to pay another 40B$ per person for departure tax.
Since we figured out to leave the country with as less local currency as possible we don’t have the extra 80B$ anymore. (80B$ = $40 US)
The immigration desk doesn’t have a credit card machine so Arjan takes off to an ATM cash machine back in the town center to get the extra dollars.
After the taxes are paid we continue to the next desk where we get the right exit stamps in our passports. With new stamps in our passports we ride to the dock where the boat is waiting for us. A pretty small boat for crossing open sea we figure. It’s still raining and the boat looks like we will be soaking wet in a few minutes. It has some sort of roof but for the rest it is completely open.

We depart a half hour after scheduled but by that time it’s nearly dry.
The boat ride goes fast and rough but half way the sun starts shining and we feel good. The Guatemala mountains show up in a distance, we see some huge container ships passing and after more than an hour in the water taxi we arrive in Guatemala.

On our way in the small boat to Guatemala.

Maersk

Dole. Nearly at the harbour.

At the dock we take our bikes out of the boat again and start cycling. After not even a minute Kim concludes we didn’t see any Guatemala immigration desks, our passports are not stamped at all and we’re on our bikes already. Cycling around the country without the correct passport stamps might give big problems.
We have to figure our where to get the stamps as soon as possible!
After some asking around some guys point us in the right direction. A small village road leads us to the immigration office, a few hundred meters from the boat dock. Central American logics we guess.

Migration office Quatemala, just in one of the houses.

Stamps; check. Next thing to get is Guatemala money. We expected to find an ATM close to the boat docks but there isn’t any. We start cycling and after two closed down banks we finally find an ATM which spits out hard currency.
Stamps; check
Money; check
Next thing to organize is something to eat.
We leave the bank and at a local food bar we try out the Guatemala dish. A very nice and big burrito including drinks cost €2 per person. That’s a lot cheaper than Belizean food. We eat full and Kim tries out an other local fresh fruit drink. Caña. Taste a little like peanut butter but very refreshing.
Stamps; check
Money; check
Filled up belly; check
Finally our Guatemala adventure can start.
We cycle out of town, up to the countryside.

Trying the local food in a new country.

Despite it’s Sunday the road is quite busy and container trucks passing all the time.
Dole, Maersk and Chiquita are the three big brands using this road with their big trucks.

Luckily the road has some sort of shoulder most of the time where we can cycle on, so we continue. The scenery is beautiful, the road winds through green hills and small villages. In a few of these villages we stop for a drink and a snack. We chat with local people who drinking their Sunday beers in front of the shops. People like to wave and talk to us as they probably see us as entertainment. We don’t mind, they entertain us as well and it is a nice way for us to get to learn and know a new country.
At the end of the afternoon we arrive in the small town of Morales where we find ourselves a cheap hotel for the night.

Drinking liters and liters of water.

The next day it’s Monday, we hope the road is not even busier than yesterday. On the map we found an other smaller road which leads also south, our direction.
When we cycle out of town we pass a small bakery where we buy some delicious cakes and bread.
Outside the bakery we bump into a bunch of girls who start talking with us and want on the photo with us and our bikes.
A real photoshoot follows and tens of pictures later we can say goodbye and continue our cycling.

Being a V.I.P. we have to go on the photo with the local students.

We find the smaller alternative road which looks good and quiet and we start following it.
After a while the nice road gets more narrow but still ok.
After an extra while the narrow road becomes unpaved.
But we find an unpaved bumpy road through small mountain villages better than a busy highway full of big trucks.
After 10km on the dirt road we see a fence with a closed gate in front of us. A roadblock we think.
But it seems the road continues over private land from here. It’s a Dole plantation and the company doesn’t want strangers on their land. We’re not allowed going through. Since there is no way around we have to go back. Big Bummer!

Gravel roads through small villages.

Crossing bridges.

Mother on the mountainbike with two kids.

On the Mapy.cz app we find a small shortcut track back to the main road with the big trucks. We cycle back to the last village and go left at the track.

The track goes between houses and winds though the countryside. The further we go the smaller the track is. At one point we cycle into a gate. (Again ?)

Dahm, road closed 🙁

On the left side of the gate is another single track going which is not on the map at all but it goes in the direction of another track which is mapped. We give it a go but also with this one, the further we go, the smaller the track. It ends up in a small single track only used by cows, who made big holes in the track. On most parts we are unable to cycle on it at this point.

Taking an even smaller road.

Dirt track.

What to do? *Take the blue pill; Go back, over the cow track, the small track, the gravel road, the paved road, to the town we started this morning? 30km of hard work back and stay in wonderland.
Or take the red pill; See where this cow track leads to and find out how deep the rabbit hole goes.
(*The Matrix)
We choose the red pill, see pics underneath where it did lead us…

The road is getting worse…

… and worse.

F**k this road… done with it!!!

It’s even getting more worse.

River crossing 2.0

Through endless fields. Is this path going somewere?

Improved bridge, just a fallen tree over the swamp.

Finally a village again.

Asking directions at locals.
Even Open Street Maps and Google Maps don’t know these roads and villages.

Huge hanging brigde to cycle over.

Finally on paved roads again.
Big 4×4 trucks and man on horses fit in the same street. Some have nothing, some have it all.

After 5km of struggling, wading and pushing hard we’re on the paved main road again.
Because it’s Monday now the road is even more filled with cars, busses and trucks then yesterday. Not really fun and most of the time we cycle beside the road for our safety. In this way it still feels like a bumpy dirt track.
At the end of the day we’re done with the cycling and check in at a tiny motel. Today we did only 60km but in 5:30 cycling hours. I think this is one of the days with the lowest average speed of the whole trip so far.

Busy roads… not funny to cycle on.

With a minimum of road shoulder.

When we leave the place the next morning we don’t want to go back on that highway. Arjan found another secondary road parallel to the highway but after yesterday’s adventure we’re not sure about that. On the map it looks like we can pass through but who knows some big company took over and closed down the road like yesterday?
When we arrive at the junction of the alternative route we see an old lady walking. We ask her if it is possible to follow the road to the next big town? “Yes sure” see says. After asking if the road is not closed or private see gives the same answer again. Ok then, we give it a go. Fingers crossed ?
After 2 km or so we pass a big bridge over a wide river.

The old and the new bridge.

We take some pictures and a small truck stops. He begins to argue about the route we’re taking. He tells us this is not the common road to take to the next town.
We say him we know and also ask him if it is possible to take this route anyway. He agrees but also tells the road will be a bumpy dirt track most of the time.
With two different people telling us we can pass through we’re quite sure we can.
We wave the friendly truck driver goodbye and continue.
The road indeed becomes a small dirt track pretty fast but the scenery is amazing over the river valley.

With a view.

The track leads though small villages with Indians living in small self made houses. Kids playing around and farm animals are seen every where.

Cows everywere.

Keep following the small river.

So now and then creeks coming out of the mountains left of us going to the river on the right side. To cross those creeks bridges are built over them. The only problem is, the bridges are there from the time this was the main road, years and years ago. Since then the bridges didn’t see any maintenance.
They rot away in misery and if cars want to cross a creek they just go through the creek instead using the bridges.
On some parts we do the same and go through but at some places we go over the rotten bridges because the creeks is to deep.

Scary bridges.

We take the water route at this one.

Cow want cookies as well.

More half fallen apart bridges.

After many many kilometers on the track we unexpectedly find an new and shiny paved road which is not mapped. Nice ?

In the next bigger town the nice new and quiet road stops. From here we have no other choice than go back on the highway. No alternative can be taken, there simply is non. Surprisedly the highway is a little less busy and has a shoulder most of the time. We paddle in a descent speed and when we pass a gas station by the end of the afternoon it’s 35 degrees in the shade and we drink our first Guatemala Ice Beer.

Nearly end of the day. Beer time.

At this point there is a big junction and we gonna leave this highway CA9. From here we go southeast on the CA10 to the border with El Salvador.
From here it’s another 15km to the town where we wanna sleep tonight. Zacapa.

The CA10 seems even worse than the CA9 and most of the time we cycle beside the road instead of on the road.
We arrive in Zacapa when it’s already starts getting dark. A too expensive hotel is quickly found. We check in and eat something in the lobby. Back in our room we spend the night editing Belize pictures and surfing ? the www waves ?

Even on the main road we cycle a lot in the gravel.

The next morning we drag ourselves out of bed. We don’t wanna cycle this terrible highway 10.
We hope the road gets better after this town so we start off, no other choice.
After a half an hour on the highway we find ourselves struggling against a steep mountain road with big trucks and busses passing all the time. Kim: “This is more a survival tour then a cycling trip”
“We have to make a decision; Go on and take the risky ride all the way to El Salvador, 85km away from here, or go back down hill to the last village and try to get a ride in one of the passing busses.”
We turn around, go all the way down again and stop at a small bus stop.
Friendly people who are waiting there for a bus already explain how things work in bussing land.
They help us flagging down the bus we need. The bus conductor drags our bikes on the roof rack and off we are.
The bus is packed with people and there is hardly enough space for everyone.
The bus tour it self is like a fast rollercoaster though the mountains. We pass big trucks where passing is no allowed and hear our breaks making strange noises when we’re speeding downhill.
The ride ends at a crowded bus terminal. We have to take another bus if we want to bus all the way to the border.

Done with cycling on these dangerous roads. The bus is a lot faster… but saver???

Survived, nearly at the bus station.

We drink something and go in search for our next bus. Our bikes find their way to the roof of the second bus again. We wait 45 minutes and off we are again. Another rollercoaster ride.
We safely make it to the border two hours later.
At the border hundreds of trucks are in line waiting to pass the border.

Trucks waiting for border crossing.

We cycle along the trucks and go straight to the immigration office. The friendly officer over there speaks English and explains how everything works here. He stamps us out of Guatemala and we’re free to go again. Pass the bridge he says and you will find the immigrations of El Salvador.
Because we still have some Guatemala currency left in our pockets we first walk back to one of the small road shops for some snacks and drinks.
After that we cycle over the bridge.

We pass the trucks and go straight to customs.

Spening the last local currency in front of the customs office. And then Bye Bye Guatemala…

Hola El Salvador!! ??

You Better BELIZE It!

Today is the day we’re cycling into Belize ??. It is only 35km to the border. It is an easy ride with some headwind. Before we arrive at the border we eat our yoghurt because we read we cannot take any fresh food into the country.
Going out of Mexico is easy. We stop at the border at the Mexican immigration office. The officer takes our papers and our passports get stamped.
Belize here we come!

We cross over a river which is actually the natural border here. It takes us a while to find the immigration on the Belize side. But with a man pointing us in the right direction we find our way.
Inside the office we need to fill in a form. With that and our passport we can go to the customs desk. The man behind the desk is really nice. He thinks seven nights is not enough for us to cycle through Belize so it gets changed into a month by him.
Our bicycles are still outside, so we go back to take them trough the final checkpoint into the country.
Here they only check our passports for the stamp. “Yes! We are in!!”
Everything went real easy and smooth.

Exit Mexico

Into Belize

We survived customs again.

Belize (formerly British Honduras) is an independent country in Central America – a kingdom with as head of state the British Queen Elizabeth II. The country is a member of the British Commonwealth. Therefore the main spoken language is English. Although this is not the only spoken language. There’s also people who speak Spanish, Q’eqchi, Mopan, Yucatex Maya, Plautdietsch and Garifuna.

Next stop will be Corozal Town. Here we will get some money and groceries. A woman begs us for money. She can use ten bucks she says. “What do you think we are, a walking ATM cash machine where you can choose your own amount?” We give her two, she takes it but doesn’t look very happy with it.

We’ve seen on the iOverlander app that there is a campground in the village Copper Bank. The route is nice. We are not on the main big road again so there is no asphalt here. The road is a little bumpy here and there and we have to avoid the potholes from time to time. We take a man powered ferry to get to the other side of some small rivers. We don’t have to pay anything.

Ferry to the other side.

When we are the ferry we see it’s man powered ferry. The man on the handlebar was super stoned 😀

Another man powered ferry.

When we arrive at the campground there are only signs that it is closed. It also looks like it is not used anymore. ☹️ “Bummer!”
We ask the man who is working in the garden and he confirms our assumptions. After asking him if he knows some other campgrounds nearby he tells us we can go to “Orchid Bay”.
We get directions and off we go again. It is not too far. And we have to go on another ferry that is hand powered again.

UFO landing side?

Finally we arrive at Orchid Bay which on our gps map looks like some kind of UFO ? landing. There’s a gate with a guard asking us very kindly; “Welcome, how are you today and what can I help you with today?” We explain him everything. He tells us he cannot give us permission for camping here. He advised us to go to the restaurant that is on the lakeside and go ask the property manager there.
When we cycle up to the restaurant we see some really beautiful houses. Also at the lakeside restaurant everything looks very pretty. There’s a small beach where people are playing volleyball and there’s also a small swimmingpool.
Because it looks very expensive and luxurious we ask ourselves the question if we will even try and ask here. But we’re already here so why not just go for it…
When we go in we get directed to David. He turns out to be the property manager and he is really nice. He tells us we can camp on the beach for the night and set up camp after the volleyball players are done.
That’s more than fine by us. Arjan took a look on the menu. It looks good so we decide to go back for dinner.
The food turns out to be delicious!
The restaurant is pretty busy and David introduces us to the other people in the restaurant who mostly have properties on Orchid Bay. He tells them that we are cycling from Alaska to Argentina. He’s kinda proud it seems.
David also tells us about a man who is actually Dutch and also living here. After awhile the Dutchman shows up at the restaurant to meet us. We have nice conversations about Douwe Egberts coffee, kroketten, flowers and so much more.
When everyone already left the restaurant we are also ready to leave. Only David and Damaris are still in the bar. David asks us what time we want to leave tomorrow. We tell him most of the days we start cycling around 9 am. He suddenly says; “I have another plan for you what you can do tomorrow.” He tells us there are some people from Orchid Bay going on a boat tour tomorrow and they will be dropped off with his van. He says if we want to go we can take the bikes with us in the van, do the same boat tour and go further from there. He is really enthusiastic about the tour and Damaris too. They tell us that we can see a lot of wildlife and maybe even monkeys! Wow, that sounds really amazing us. How can we resist??
When we are back at our tent at the beach we take a look at the sky. It is beautiful and full of stars. It is really dark and the millions of stars look very bright tonight. There is no moon in the sky yet so that’s why the view of the stars is so clear. We even see some falling stars. “Wow, nice!”
We stand here for awhile and see more falling stars. Arjan is amazed, he sees the longest falling star he has ever seen! Kim just happened to miss this one…” Dahm it!”?‍♀️

Camp with a view.

We leave Orchid Bay early. Dave asked us to be ready at 7.15 am if we decided to do the tour.
The van is already here and we can put our bicycles and our stuff in the back. One of the workers of Dave is driving us to the ecotours centre that is located a few kilometres from the town Orange Walk.
We go together with a Canadian couple Karen and her husband and Tanya and Erin from Scotland. The four met each other on a holiday in Africa years ago. Now Tanya and Erin are visiting the Canadians here because they own a house in Orchid Bay. In the car we get better acquainted with each other. Tanya and Erin try to travel as much as they can to see the world. Tanya tells us at a younger age she did a lot of backpacking trips. The Canadians are from British Columbia, they also travel a lot. In two months they are going all the way to see India.

In the tourbus to Orange Walk where we go further by boat.

The guided tour from Lamanai Ecotours starts about 3km from Orange Walk Town. From there we will go on the New River with a small boat. The boat will take a hour to bring us to the Lamanai Maya ruins. It is one of the biggest and longest existing Maya civilisations known.

On the river.

Nathan is our tour guide on the boat trip to and at Lamanai. We find out straight away that Nathan has a real good eye for all the wildlife that is living on and in the New River. He also can tell us everything about it.
We see all kinds of birds, plants, reptiles and more.
Nathan spots three Lenonides-crocodiles. They are very small and he tells us that these are 1 year old.
They grow 1 foot (about 30cm) a year. They can grow up to 12 feet!(3,60m) and live only in fresh water. So that is pretty big. When we see this little cute looking crocodiles we can hardly imagine that they will grow that size!
Nathan tells us Belize also has the salt water crocodiles, they can even grow up to 18 feet!

How many baby crocodiles can you find on this picture?

We also see a cactus that’s growing around branches of another tree. It is called “Snake Cactus” and we can tell why. It definitely looks like multiple snakes hanging around the tree.

Snake cactus.

There’s a bird called “Jacana” that also has the nickname “Jesus Bird “. You can probable guess why this bird got this name……yes indeed, it looks like it can walk on water! Of course it actually cannot, but because it’s so light it walks over very small branches and waterlily leaves that are floating in the river. It has a white colour on the inside of the wings as a camouflage. When a crocodile would be in the water the bird can open it’s wings up and it looks like a waterlily.

Also we pass a small community of Mennonites. They came to Belize years ago from The Netherlands and Germany. They speak Plautdietsch an old version of German. They live a simple life with using as less as electricity as possible. They work the land and still use horse and carriage to get around. They rarely get married outside of their community. They are in that way comparable to the Amish people that live in the USA.
Arjan and I are curious about the whereabouts of these mennonites so we google it. Google is your friend, right?!
We find out they are descendants of a Dutch priest from Witmarsum in the Provence of Friesland in The Netherlands. He was a Catholic priest who converted to anabaptism around 1540. He was called Menno Simons and that’s how they got there name; Mennonites.

Nathan tells us the Mennonites in Belize are known for the furniture they make. They love to use Mahogany wood for the furniture.
He also tells us this community we are seeing here is called “Shipyard mennonite community” because they are know for making and repairing boats.

He tells and shows us so many more on the boat tour that Is to much to tell you guys about. But only this part of the tour is already worth it!

When we arrive at Lamanai and we get off the boat it‘s raining pretty hard.
Nathan takes us to the museum first. It is perfect because in the meantime we can wait out off the rain.
He starts telling us about the Mayan people who have lived here for 3000 years. Lamanai is renowned for it’s exceptionally long occupation spanning three millennia.
Lamanai was occupied as early as the 16th century BC.
During the Spanish conquest of Yucatán Spanish friars established two Roman Catholic churches here, but a Maya drove the Spanish out and burned the churches down.

Welcome to Lamanai.

Lamanai map.

When we are finished at the museum we go for a one and a half hour walk through the ruins site.
The total site counts more than 700 temples. Most of the temples are still covered under dirt and plants. All these sites look like big hills, but are actually unexplored Maya temples. There are only 5 sites that are explored and those are the ones we can see today and are told about by our guide.

Mahogany trees.

Mask Temple.

High Temple

View from High Temple.

Being tourists for a day.

Face to Face.

Poc ta poc ball court.

Royal Temple.

Jaguar Temple.

We also see the Black howling monkeys in the trees here.? We know why they got this name. The monkeys are not too big but the sound that comes out of them is amazing! These monkeys make the loudest sound of all the mammals on earth. You can hear them from a distance as far as 5 kilometres away!

After we’ve seen the ruins it is time for lunch. It is a typical Belizean lunch with coal salad, chicken in a kind of curry sauce, brown coloured rice with brown beans and baked plantain. The lunch is really delicious!
Now we go and see the gift shops. We buy some Belize stickers that we can put on our bicycles.
It’s time to head back so we go into the boat again.

On the way back Nathan spots a crocodile. He immediately stops the boat and turns it back around to give us a closer look.
It is indeed a crocodile and a very big one too! “Wow, what an impressive animal.”

On our way back.

Mr. Crocodile himself.

Lizzard spotting.

End of tour 🙁

We get back to the ecotours headquarters. We thank Nathan for the great tour.

The Scottish and the Canadians are heading back with the van to Orchid Bay so we say them goodbye. It was nice to meet you and do this amazing tour with you!
When they have left we try to figure out what to do.
Dave said we can probable camp here too. Arjan checks the iOverlander app and it says the same. We decide to ask one of the workers here and she tells us; “of course, no problem!” Sweet!?

We can find ourselves a camp spot and we enjoy the rest of the day here.
After awhile Errol, the owner of ecotours comes to say hi. We are very welcome here, we can even use the hammocks if we like.
Arjan spends the rest of the day working on editing the last photos for our last Mexico blog and Kim is already starting to write the new blog for Belize.
We go into the small bar that is also here at Lamanai Eco Tours. We treat ourselves to a beer ? because we finished the 0% for ALS challenge. There is a nice vibe at the bar with some nice music.

We had such a great lunch this afternoon that our dinner is simple tonight. We eat some bread before we head into our tent for the night.

Sunset view from our tent at night.

In the morning we are awake early already. We had a great sleep last night. Arjan wants to put the edited photos in the blog so that our last blog of Mexico can be put online this morning. We also arrange some other things that needed to be done.

Updating website.

Animals around.

Pet friend.

Bye Bye again..

We are finally ready to leave at 10.30 am. We want to sleep close to the Belize Zoo so that we can visit it tomorrow but this is still quite the ride. It is 100km to be exact.
And since it is not that early anymore we hope that we are able to make it.
The road turns out to be not that great. There are no shoulders and when there is traffic coming from both ways we are forced to go next to the road. Sometimes the sides of the road have some gravel and sometimes it is grass. Also we have a strong side wind that make us go really slow….After 3 hours of cycling we have only done 40km. We are not really happy about it but what can we do… At this time it is time for lunch. What a coincidence… there is a great restaurant exactly on this spot. It is called “Slims”.

At Slims

When we go inside all the tables are taken but we can take a seat at the bar. We are told by the waitress that we can choose between pork, chicken or sausages with barbecue sauce with beans or rice.
The food tastes delicious! It seems that it is great everywhere in Belize.
We take a look around in the restaurant and Arjan spots a wall of fame full of travellers by motorcycle or bicycle.
The owner comes to talk with us because he has seen that we are the ones that are on the bicycles standing out front. He likes our story and also asks if he can take a picture from us. Arjan asks him if he also travels an cycles himself. He answers; “ Yes, I cycle every day 10 minutes from home to work and back!”?
He tells us he wants to make a new wall of fame on the outside fens
so we will be on there too! “Hey that sounds great!” When we ever come back to Belize we will definitely take a look here again.?

Wall of Fame

After lunch our next step is to get some water at the gas station not to far from Slims restaurant.
When Arjan asks for big bottles of water inside the guy tells him we can fill up our water at the purified water pump. Great, we fill up and the guy tells us it is 3 US dollar. When Arjan is walking inside to pay the owner of the gas station is asking if he is paying only for water.
He says; “ You don’t need to pay for the water. You two still have a long way to ride.” “ Well thank you mister! Thanks a lot!”?

After our lunch the cycling seems to go a lot easier. Also the road starts to get a little better. We still need to watch out for the cars and need to go onto the sides from time to time. But we are making a lot more progress now. After awhile the road changes direction so we have the wind in our backs. “This is great!”
We eventually make it to our destination of today. Just in time before it gets dark!

Sun is going down already.. we are nearly at our destination. TEC.

We are at the Tropical Education Centre. They also have cabanas and a campground here.
When we go to the office to check in we pass a sign saying; “Leave cutter ants, please step over…”
And yes, here the are…a lot of ants ? walking with leaves. It is an awesome sight!?
When we get into the office we meet Juan there. He tells us there is a campground here and he shows around so we know where we can camp and take a shower. He tells us he knows about the Dutch chocolate letters that we have in December because he has a friend from Holland. He told his friend that his actual name is Mario because he figured the letter M would have the most chocolate. But we tell him this is really not the case. Arjan jokes; “Okay we will call you Mario from now on then.”?
Also we are allowed to get free coffee and tea at the diner when we want. It’s included for people who camp.
He tells us that we can meet him around 8pm at the diner because he has something to eat for us if we like. He says; he likes to give us something because we are on the road for so long and also because he thinks it is important that we have a good impression about Belize. “That’s great! See you later.”

We’ve got a visitor on our campground. It turns out to be an Azara’s Agouti. “Okay, don’t leave any food lying around!”

We pitch our tent en take a nice warm shower. And off we go to the diner. Here Juan shows up with two big plates with food for us! “This is the best! Thank you so much!”

Free food!

After we finish and we thank him again for the great meal he also invites us to come have breakfast at the diner. He will serve breakfast for the people at the cabanas there between 7am and 8am. And we can just come and join. “Wow, this keeps on getting better and better.”

We drink some coffee and tea before we go back to the tent. But before we do we want to check the leave cutter ants again. It is already dark so we think they are probably gone. We couldn’t have been more wrong…they are still here working hard and walking back and forth to get the leaves into their nest? They almost look like a big army on a mission!
We’ve been told that these ants do this when there’s rain coming. And we know for tomorrow the weather forecast tells that there will be rain indeed! Pretty interesting isn’t it?

After all this excitement we are off to bed. It was a long but great day again!

When we wake up in the morning we wake up with the sounds of all sorts of animals. We hear a lot of different birds. There is also a woodpecker pecking away.
The big Azara’s Aroundi is also still here and scrambling around.
It is great waking up with al these sounds. Since we came into Belize we’ve been spoiled with waking up like this. It is amazing.
There is no better way.
At 7.30 am we are already in the dining room. We see Juan Carlo again and he comes up to us with two plates full of food! Scrambled eggs with two sausages, bread and yoghurt with
We can take coffee and tea and we even get a can full of orange juice. This is a great breakfast!! “Thanks so much again!”

More free food in the morning 🙂

Today we want to take a look on the TEC grounds. Walk a few trails here and take the trail that leads to the Belize zoo.
At the TEC lookout platform. We see a crocodile and a turtle. There is a lady there and we start a conversation. When she hears where we come from and what we are doing she calls her husband, Wayne. Wayne and Lynn from Oregon, USA. Wayne tells us that he is born in Amsterdam, but moved to the US when he was just 2 years old. His Dutch is still pretty good. He still has family living in Amsterdam and Antwerp.
Also they tell us that Lynn did a bicycle tour through Holland only a few months ago. Lynn has just retired from work and that is why they are taking the trip here in Belize now. They liked the country a lot and they also where very enthusiastic about TEC and the Belize Zoo. We must agree with them Belize is great and it is only our fourth day here.
For Wayne and Lynn it is time to go they fly back to Oregon today.
“It was really nice meeting you.”?

Meeting new friends. Wayne and Lynn.

We also need to get going. There is so much to see here. We start a trail and one trail leads to the other. The TEC grounds are really nice and there are a lot of different flora and fauna here. There are a lot of signs that tell what everything is while we are walking the different trails. Eventually we pick up the trail that leads to the zoo.

Hiking time.

Poisonwood?

Kissing the Hot Lips.

The zoo is not very big but it looks beautiful. We can see like the TEC grounds the zoo the people here have put a lot of effort in it. It is built to educate the people of Belize and everyone who comes here nowadays. Find info about the zoo….
We’ve gotten a map of the zoo when we bought our tickets so we are all set to go.

I have a map, let me be your guide again.

We see the national animal of Belize, the Tapir. There are Spider monkeys and polar monkeys, we see lots of different birds like eagles, parrots and other kinds. We see a grey fox, panthers. There also are crocodiles, turtles and there is so much more. It is too much for me to mention here.
We take a lot of photos with our phones and the GoPro, but sadly without our real camera. Our camera broke awhile ago ? we cannot take very nice pictures for you to see.

Tapir in the background.

Tapir noose

Tapir mouth

There he is!!!!

Toucan

Tick-Tock the Croc?

Harpy Eagle.

Big brother is watching you.

Tasting the cacao tree.

We had a great time here! When we are finished we check out the gift shop and get something to eat. After that we head back to the TEC grounds. It is already 3.00 pm so we decide to stay another night. It was not the plan to stay here another nigh and that’s why we already packed everything on the bicycles this morning.
Since there is a shelter with two pick nick tables we decide to not put op our tent but to put our mats and sleeping bags there tonight. This way we don’t have to unpack again and even a better reason; we can sleep under the stars!
When it starts getting dark we see some flashing really small lights in the air. We see these small lights we see are fireflies! “Wow, this is great!” We keep on scanning the air. It is quite fun. We keep on seeing them around us.
After awhile when we point our headlamps to the ground we see many small reflecting dots. The whole ground is full of it. When we take a closer look we see that all these reflecting dots are actually small spiders ? There’s really so many of them!

Spyder eyes lighting in the dark.

Again tonight we are invited to come and get some dinner at the diner around 8.00pm. Arjan said it wasn’t necessary, but Juan insisted. So how can we resist? The food tastes great again!
We stay at the diner for awhile, we chat a little and drink some tea.
Back at our camp spot we make everything ready for the night. When we are lying in our sleeping bags we have the greatest view on the stars. It is so beautiful. Yes, life is great!
Or so we thought….
After two hours being stubborn and trying to avoid the mosquitos. We are done trying to cover ourselves under our sleeping bags while we are to warm to fall asleep. Arjan decides to go put up our tent. Okay, let’s do it then. Kim helps and after a few minutes we are nicely and mosquito free laying in our tent….”Yes! Now we can finally sleep!”

We get up early pack up all our stuff. We drink some coffee and tea at the diner and off we go. We have a long day planned for ourselves. We first go to the capital of Belize, Belmopan and from there we want to take the Humming Bird Highway to the south of Belize all the way to Mayflower Bocawina National Park. 116km from where we are now.

Leaving TEC again.

The ride up to Belmopan goes slower than we thought we would be. The wind is not as much in our back as we had hoped and also we are slightly going up. There is a lot of traffic on the road, so we have to get off the road from time to time in the rough gravel or grass.
Eventually we make it the 34km to Belmopan and do some groceries at the supermarket. We haven’t had breakfast yet, so we decide to eat it here. We feel a bit energetic again and there we go again.
We’re on the Humming Bird highway. This road is a lot better. There is less traffic and the scenery here gets better and better. We do have to climb some more but that makes the route more interesting here. We stop when we see a sign that says “chocolate and coffee”. The girl who is standing behind the counter let’s us taste the chocolate beans and all kinds of chocolate samples. It all tastes really nice! We buy a bag with chocolate with ginger. It was our favourite one! Also we enjoy some coffee and ice cream here.

Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate!!!

Finaly some mountains again!

A little further up the road is the Blue Hole visitor centre. We take a look inside and talk to one of the rangers here. For the caves that we can see here we need to take a guide and we don’t feel like doing that. Just 1 mile further down the road is the Blue Hole. Here we can take a look and even better take a nice swim to cool down from cycling in the heat. Sounds like a plan!
The when we arrive we see also see they have a small booth with some information. We take a quick peek.

Blue hole visitor centre.

When we get to the Blue Hole it looks nice but a little less impressive as we thought it would be. But we are probably already pretty spoiled with all the beauty we have seen in our journey so far.? The swim here is nice. While we are here some people ask us if we are the cyclists. “Yes, we are.” They tell us they are Beli and Juan? and they are cycling as well. They don’t have there bicycles here because they came by car here with their “couch surfing” host James.

Blue Hole.

Meeting up with other cyclists from Mexico and Colombia.

They are headed to San Ignacio tomorrow so we will probably not see each other in Belize, but who knows somewhere further down the road. We exchange information and they take off.
We go back in the water for awhile until we get cold. That means we are cooled down enough for now!

Back to cycling again because we still have a long ride.
Back on the road it gets more hilly. We don’t make a lot of progress quick. The road get steeper here and there, but we have beautiful views. We find a bakery that smells to good to just pass. We order some cinnamon rolls. These are great for energy! We also buy some oatmeal cookies for later.
We are a bit in a hurry now because it is already pretty late and it looks like we will not be able to make it to our planned camp spot at Mayflower Bocawina National Park.

We see the “Green Hill Restaurant” in a very small town somewhere between Middlesex and Valley Community. We are jut discussing with each other if we should ask if we can camp in there backyard since it will soon gets dark.
A man walks up to us from the restaurant and makes conversation.
He asks were we came from today and what kind of trip we are making. We tell him what we are doing and he likes what he hears. He also has just met some other cyclists who he is supposed to meet up with. Then he says; “You guys are loosing weight.” So Arjan and I both think he is now trying to get us inside his restaurant, but he doesn’t. So we ask if we can camp here and then he says;”You should ask the lady over there in the restaurant.” ? Okay, that’s why he is not trying to get us to eat here…he is just another customer. And only interested in us because he sees some crazy cyclists!??
We eventually ask the nice lady at the Green Hill Restaurant and her answer is “Of course you can!”
That is great! We are happy that we managed to find a place to spend the night again.

The restaurant looks pretty nice and it looks pretty popular as well. There are quite some people coming and going to eat here.
When we eat our dinners we can understand why it is pretty busy. The food is really good!

Camping in the yard of a bar/restaurant.

In the morning we pack up our things. Everything is wet because it was raining all night. It still is a little rainy.
When we are almost done a man comes out of the house that’s connected to the restaurant and starts to chat with us. He turns out to be the father of the nice lady who gave us permission to camp here yesterday. He doesn’t speak English. He can only speak Spanish, but that’s not a problem Kim’s Spanish is getting better so we are able to understand him and make some conversation. He asks if we would like a cup of coffee. Yes, Kim would really like one, but only if it’s not to much hassle. “No, it’s no problem it is already ready inside the house. He goes back inside and comes back with a huge mug! The coffee tastes great. We sit down in the empty and still closed restaurant. He comes sit with us and we start chatting some more. He tells us he is actually from Guatemala and that that is also a very beautiful country. Belize is also beautiful he agrees. He asks us what our route through Belize to Guatemala will be. We tell him we go more south and we will take the ferry that will take us from Punta Gorda into Guatemala. The ferry is actually a small boat so this crossing is not possible with a car or a van but it is by bicycle. He thinks that this is a very nice idea and that way we don’t have to leave this country only halfway. He advises us to go visit Placencia. He says it is really worth the visit and it has the most beautiful beach. It will be on our way down to Punta Gorda. Sounds good!
For us it’s time to leave so we say goodbye and we thank him for everything!

In the morning.

On the road again… going south.

Today it is only 31 kilometres to reach Mayflower Bocawina National Park. We cycle up to Alta Vista and there we fill up our water bottles at the “supermarket”. The owner and his son are very helpful. We have a chat with the son while we are filling up our water. We tell him our story and he really likes what we are doing. He tells us he once cycled 80km when he was studying in Vietnam. That’s the most he has ever done in one day. He wants to do something like what we are doing someday. When we are ready and pay for the water inside his dad gives us a bunch of mini bananas ?. He says; “These are from my son, he likes for you to have them. They are really tasty.”
“Wow, thank you so very much!”

James Bus Line.

Views along the road.

Uphill.

We are fully loaded with water again and back on track. Here in Alta Vista is where we take the “shortcut”. Which means a lot of up and down the hill, crossing a river and small streams and lots of great views and bumpy sand roads.
Due to a problem with one of Kims Ortlieb panniers we are a little less fast as we would like to be. The pannier is falling off the bike every now and then until one of the clips eventually just breaks off. This is causing us some more delay….☹️ Now we need to fix this problem. Arjan has had the same problem with his pannier clips already somewhere in Mexico. So luckily we bought some new ones there. Because of that Arjan can now make a new clip out of two broken ones. We also strap the pannier down onto the bicycle so that it is not that bouncy and hopefully it will stay on the rest of the route.

Finally on dirt roads again.

Mud pools

Arjans flashback to cycling through Asia. Jungle and red colored roads.

Stuck!

Doggy style!

Pushing, pushing, pushing!

River crossing

Lunch time.

Pushing uphill.

Small farmers along the way.

The view this on this road stays amazing and really worth the rough ride. We take loads of pictures. Eventually we make it to the National Park. Here we meet Israel. He works here at the park as a ranger. He shows us around and tells us if there is anything we need we can ask him. There are a few nice trails we can do over here. A few short ones and a six hour one passing some nice waterfalls. We decide we want to stay two days. Israel tells us we can camp here so that is no problem. He shows us where we can pitch our tent. It is only 2 pm, we put up our tent because it is still wet from this morning. Then Arjan finds out everything in his panniers is wet. We needed to cross the river this afternoon but it turns out the panniers are not waterproof…(or at least not anymore☹️) Kim checks her panniers too. The pannier with all the clothes in it is luckily still dry. The other side though has a very small hole in it in the bottom she now finds out…in this pannier some stuff is also a little wet. So we pack everything out and leave everything to dry.
When we are done doing this we can finally go up to the trail we wanted to walk this afternoon!
The trail is called “Antelope Trail” and we’ve been told that it is a 45 minute walk up. Going up there is slower than going back down to the campground because you are walking up a mountain. Even at some points there are ropes to help you climb up because it can be steep. The way down can be done in less time because you’re going down of course.
Almost at the top we reach a nice viewpoint that looks out over the National Park. The view is really nice.

Welcome to Mayflower Bocawina.

Me Tarzan, You Jane?

View point with a pool, i like!

We walk the last bit up to the falls. When we are at the top we are treated with the great view of the falls here with the pool below where we can take a swim in!! “This is really nice!”

Big tree roots.

Viewpoint.

Going down.

Pool.

After the pretty but hot climb up we are treated with a cool down swim!
We enjoy ourselves, sit down for awhile before we begin on the climb down. We’re still wearing only our bathing suits. It’s still nice and warm. We can hear the Howler Monkeys make their sounds in the distance. We take a look at some more leave cutter ants that are walking and working and doing their thing. They even have made their own kind of “highways”. We see some huge ant hills from time to time. We call them “Ant cities”. Some of their “highways” end up in there. The nature here is amazing!

Down again we start cooking and eating dinner before it gets dark.
After dinner we take a stroll to the resort that is close by. It is nice here but we figure it is probably more expensive than where we are staying tonight. It also has a restaurant. We check it out. It looks nice but the prices are a little too high for our standards.
When we return at the campground we see a lot of fire flies in the grass. Every time we see it these creatures it’s something special. We watch the spectacle for awhile and after that we crawl into our tent for a good sleep.

We hear many beautiful nature sounds while we lay our heads. We hear a lot of insects like crickets. We can still hear the Howler Monkeys make their sounds. We also hear the cobbling water of the river beside our tent. It makes it even more easy to fall asleep.

Camping along the river in the National Park.

We have had a great sleep and start the day early. We eat some breakfast and off we go. We are doing the 6 hour hike today. The path takes us to a few water falls and the steam hoist. This last one will be our first stop and it will be about one and a half hour walk. After we will visit the falls and hopefully we can get to go swimming here again. While we are walking up to steam hoist we here some birds making noise above our heads. We see them flying over. They are the national bird of Belize, the Toucan. Also we get surprised by seeing a hole group of Coatimundi. They are just strolling along with their group. They are digging their noses in the ground looking for food like fruits they van eat. When they notice us they run up in the trees and start making noises. We watch them for awhile before we move on. Al this time they stay up in the trees. Only when we start moving away from them they feel comfortable leaving their save haven.

Hiking time again.

Our hiking map for today.

Monkeys

More Monkeys

Freshing up

Magic Mushrooms

We’re already walking for awhile when we think we should be at the turnoff going to “steam hoist” but we can’t seem to find it. So instead we keep on walking further ahead. Next stop is “Big Drop Falls”. These falls are a challenge to go to. The path goes steep down. And it goes down for quite a long time. The people from the National Park here put some ropes to help you descend and later will help you come back up to the trail again. We are glad they did that because some parts you really need them. But all our efforts are paid of when we reach the “Big Drop Falls” it is really beautiful! We are so sweaty so we take our clothes wand go skinny dipping. The waters cold but it’s nice and refreshing. We take our time enjoying the water. Eat something and go back up all the way to the trail again.

Going back up we are a lot quicker. Once back on the trail walking towards the next waterfall we are already sweating like crazy again. Hopefully we will be able to get another dip again there. On our way over we see a black, red and white coloured little snake. Luckily Arjan saw it in time. It seemed to be more scared by us because it is gone in a second.
Also there are a lot of “ant highways” and also “ant cities”.
We reach our next waterfall. The “Peck Falls. This one is really easy to reach. Again we can take a nice dip in the water. Again there are no people around so we do a skinny dip again. “Wow it feels like paradise”. Maybe we should call this hike “The Skinny Dipping Waterfall Tour” instead of “The Six Hour Hike” 😀

Smile you’re on Candid Camera!!

We take our time again. When we’re dry we take off again.
Next stop is “Tears Of The Jaguar Falls”. This one is also nice and easy to go to. It is just a lookout point so no possibility for swimming here. But still it is nice and beautiful.

We are going to the last waterfall but on our way there we get surprised by a second group of Coatimundi. They are also surprised to see us and they jump in the trees straight away. But they see that can flee from us so they start jumping out of the trees again and head into another direction. “What a great experience!” On the trail we see some more beautiful looking birds, frogs and so much beautiful trees and plants. The environment here is really amazing.
We’ve reached the last falls. There’s a upper and a lower part. We are at “Bocawina Falls, Upper Part” first. We take a look and make some pictures. This one is right next to the trail so very easy to get to.
Then there is only the “Bocawina Falls, Lower Part” left. Here we take our last skinny dip swim of the day. We rest, eat some cookies and drink some water. Dry off and head back to our campground again.
“Wow what an amazing trail hike this was. It was really worth our visit here.”

Now heading back to the campground.

At the campground next to the visitor centre we meet Israel. He is sitting at the picking tables with one of us friend co workers. He asks us how our hike was. We tell him it was amazing. We tell him we saw the Coatimundi. He tells us that the group we saw must have been only female with their babies because the male are always alone. The single mails are also called single squash. He tells us that they are only their to reproduce themselves. So that’s what they do. Find another lady an reproduce and take off again to find another lady again. He says it is also what we say in Belize when a man is single. When people ask you if you have a lady you can answer with; “No, I am a single squash!”?
Haha, okay that’s nice.???
We also talk about the Black Howler Monkeys. We heard them yesterday all afternoon and night. He also did here them because he lives in the house that’s also at the campground. He tells us that they are making the sound because they are waiting for rain. “Okay, that’s interesting.”
Israel and his friend ask us about our route through Belize. We tell them our plans and they also say that we should go visit Placencia because it is so nice and beautiful over there. That is the second time we get this tip. It must be something special. It’s probably worth to check it out.
It’s time to cook some dinner. Meanwhile another girl arrived to the campground. She is camping in her van. We get into a conversation. She is also doing what we are doing going from Alaska to Argentina but only she is doing it by van. From time to time she has friends visiting her and travelling with her. Her name is Tanya and she is from the UK ??. When she has WiFi she can still do some work and earn some money. That sounds great. That makes it easier to travel for a long time. She also plans to stay for two nights like us. We tell her a little about the trails we did here and she is planning to do the same as we’ve done.
The mosquitos are getting at us because it’s getting dark so Arjan and I are heading into our tent. Tanya is going into her van to cook her dinner.
We will see each other tomorrow and share some info before we leave.

Tanya from the UK, traveling by camper van.

Every morning we are awakened by the jungle sounds. It is so nice to be here. All the birds start making their unique sounds and we hear the cobbling of the water. We hear insects flying over our tent. The sounds are amazing and so relaxing. We can easily get used to this.
It is time to pack our stuff and eat some breakfast. Cook some water for coffee and tea. We still have most things out of our panniers because of the river water that came into it. So we probably need a little longer to pack up. That’s no problem. Luckily today will be not a long day of riding. It will only be about 60 kilometres.
When we are starting breakfast Tanya comes up to us. She has some tuna and rice that a friend left in her van that she’s not going to eat because she is a vegetarian.
That is real nice because we don’t have a lot of bread left for our breakfast so we cook the rice straight away and eat it. Now we have a proper breakfast.??
There’s also another ranger from the National Park there and we make a chat with him too. He tells us a lot of interesting things about the park. He knows a lot about medicine plants and trees that you can use for all kinds of skin problems or to help solve different diseases. Then he and Israel need to start mowing the lawn of the campground. We exchange information with Tanya so that we can keep in touch. Maybe we can meet up somewhere further on the road.
We pack up the last of our things, pay for our stay at the Visitor Centre. We say goodbye to Israel, his co worker, to Tanya and we leave.
The first part to get out of the National Park is still a gravelly sandy road. Then we reach the paved road again where we have to turn right. When we’re just cycling here Kim finds out she lost her “Prudhoe Bay cap” that she had hanging on her handlebar tent bag. What shall we do? Just leave it or go back for it? We decide to go all back. ?☹️
Back at the unpaved road Arjan suggests that he will cycle all the way back without his panniers. That’s probably quicker. Kim’s afraid she already lost it while leaving the campground because the clip that was holding the cap was probably not secured very well.

Kim’s waiting and waiting. Meanwhile Arjan is cycling in the heat and searching…. it takes a long time. Kim her assumptions are probably right…
Arjan finally finds the cap at the gate of the National Park. All this took an extra hour or so….??‍♀️and Arjan an extra 12 kilometres.?
Okay, we’re on the road again heading toward Placencia.

We are already hungry again and when we find a supermarket we buy ourselves some yogurt for lunch.
After lunch we feel better. At the turning to Placencia we are changing direction east and this causes us to get some heavy head wind. Eventually the road turns south again and we have the wind more in our back. That’s a lot better riding! From here we are going down on the peninsula. Everywhere on this road there is lots to be sold and there is a lot of building going on as well. We see some half build buildings that look a little like ruins next to beautiful looking buildings. It is a strange sight.
There’s a lot of American estate agents selling lots here. So we figure this is also mostly to sell to rich Americans and Canadians. We see a lot of people who look an awe full lot like Americans. But people also think that we are Americans so you’ll never know for sure right?!

When we are finally at the tip of the peninsula we arrive at Placencia. Here we do some groceries for dinner. We cycle into town and we like what we see. This is a really nice place. Lots of small shops a restaurants. Lots of people on the street. It is really what you expect from a tourist town. The vibe is really relaxed here. We are gonna be sleeping at a hostel called Anda Di house and we can camp in the backyard. When we arrive we are told we need to go upstairs because that is where the lady of the house is. And that is where the reception is. Okay! ?? When we nock on the door a girl opens. We ask if we can stay and say we want to camp. We get a quick explanation and the door is closed again. This is the strangest welcome we had so far in our trip.
The campground is great though. It is in the backyard of the hostel which is actually on the beach. Sweet! The place looks nice and we put up our tent.

Anda Di Hostel

We talk with some other people who are also in the hostel. Make our dinner. After dinner we take a quick shower and take a walk into town.
We see that most stores are closed now. Only the bars and restaurants are open. There’s also a supermarket still open so we decide to buy some drinks and head back to the hostel. At the hostel there is not to many people. A lot of them have gone out to the restaurants and bars. We enjoy our drink in the backyard.
Then Pandora comes sit at our table. She asks if we smoke pot but no we don’t. We find out she is the owner and we met her daughter earlier at the door upstairs. She asks us if we stay more days because this weekend will be an art festival. Sounds really nice but we cannot stay here. We are meeting Kim’s parents in Costa Rica so we are a little bit on a schedule. She cannot imagine that we are not staying at this beautiful place. Sixteen years ago she was also travelling but then she ended up here in Placencia and never left ever again, she says.
Then she leaves with another lady who is staying over in the hostel to go to a party at a restaurant.
We sit in the backyard for awhile and when we finish our drinks we hop into bed.

When we wake up we take a little walk on the beach. We watch the sea for awhile.
Back at the hostel we make some coffee and eat some breakfast in the backyard. A girl comes sitting at our table. We find out she is Dutch too! We haven’t met a lot of people from the Netherlands ??. That’s nice. Her name is Joanne and she is from Emmeloord. She is backpacking for a total of 13 months. She is now 7 months into the trip. She has been going back and forth between Mexico and Guatemala. In Mexico she has met someone who is now her boyfriend she tells us. She says she thought it would never happen to her but it did!
Like us she is also leaving the hostel today because she needs to be in Nicaragua in 2 weeks because her mom is coming to visit her there. She is leaving the peninsula on a boat to Honduras. It is already leaving early so she needs to hurry.
“Okay, it was nice chatting with you. Have a good and safe trip!”
We pack up our tent and put everything on our bicycles again.
We decided that we want to take a stroll through town before we take the Hokey Pokey boat out of town to the main land. It is a nice little town with a lot of tourists. We take a look in some shops. Buy some groceries and head back to the hostel do our last things before we leave. We pay Pandora for the night we stayed. She says that she hopes that the people from the Hokey Pokey boat will take us. They don’t always take the bicycles with them. “We hope so too, otherwise we will be back in half an hour!”?

Everybody is trying to sell us stuff.

At the Hokey Pokey cassier desk there is a big man behind it. We ask him if we can go on the next boat. He takes a look at us with our bicycles and he says;”We have to wait and see if the small boat comes back.” We don’t really understand what he means with that but okay it’s a wait and see…..
So we wait….and we see….
The boat that arrived is already filled with people and taking off.
Then the big guy says; “Yes, you can go on that other boat there.” Probably there is another one that we didn’t see yet, but it’s there and we can go! We take the panniers off the bikes and put everything onto the boat. There’s also some other people, so also this boat is totally filled up. We are so glad that we can go and not have to wait until tomorrow!

The boat ride is nice. It only takes about 10 to 15 minutes to get us to the other side.
There we arrive at Independence. We need to get some water so Arjan goes in a supermarket to ask if they have big bottles. Meanwhile Kim is standing outside with the bicycles. Two boys on their bicycles come op to her. One of them says; “Hey misses where are you riding from?” She tells them we are riding from Alaska to here. They are amazed and start asking a lot more questions like; “How long are you cycling and where are you from? Have you been to the Belize zoo?
Why do you have two different cycling gloves?”
“Ah, yes the gloves.” Kim tells them she lost one of each that is why she is wearing two different kinds. They ask if they both can have one. At first Kim’s doubting, but then she says; “Well okay why not, you boys can have them.” They are really excited, so it makes her day.
Arjan came out of the supermarket in the meantime. Kim tells him the story.
“Can we take a photo of you guys now you have my gloves?” Kim asks. “Yes, off course!” they say.

Kim is making friends by giving away her cycling gloves.

Okay let’s go riding. We need to do 70 kilometres still and it is already 1.30pm.
The road is not to busy, but not very interesting either. The cycling luckily goes pretty easy and for the most part we have tail wind.

Wild fires.

Smokey business

Eventually we make it to Big Falls just before dark. That’s the name of the village wanted to reach today. Here we found a spot on iOverlander where we would be able to camp at “Big Falls Extreme Adventures”. A place where you can go zip lining from and go with a floaty over the river. They also have cabanas and if you ask the owner you can camp there as well. At least that’s what the info on the app says. When we cycle up to where the restaurant and reception is there is no one there. “Now what shall we do?” It’s getting dark in a few minutes so cycling is really not an option. It is to dangerous on these roads here. So we decide to just pitch our tent here. Next to the river there is a nice spot. Hopefully when we see the owner everything is already and he won’t be angry that we’re here… Wish for the best…

Just before Big Falls.
Warning: Mennonites crossing.

We cook and eat our meal. Wash ourselves in the river. When we are done with that we want to hop into the tent. Only we see that there is someone at the restaurant. The lights are on up there and there is some movement we can see. “Okay, now what?” We figure we can best go up there and tell our story and ask permission to stay.
We go up to the restaurant where a man and a woman are inside and a man who looks like a guest. Maybe he stays in one of the cabañas.
We talk to the man at the door and ask if we can camp here. He says he doesn’t know and says we should ask the lady. The boss is not here yet. So we ask the lady. She cannot understand us because she only speak s Spanish. Kim asks in Spanish if we can camp and we have our own tent with us. She directly reacts that she thinks it will be possible. She says if we just wait for a little bit because the boss will be here in a few minutes. “Alright, that’s fine, we will wait.” She asks if we want something to drink in the meantime so we ask for a beer.
A few minutes later the boss arrives; he speaks English so that is easy. We explain our story and tell that we already have put up our tent. We are really relieved when he says he is fine with it. We stay at the restaurant for awhile and have a chat with them all. The lady is his wife. The man who we thought was a guest is an American friend who is visiting them. The other man works here. They have breakfast in the morning if we like. They will be in the restaurant at 7.00 am.
Eventually we go back to our tent. It turned out to be all good and we are very glad that we decided to go up here.

Campspot at Big Falls.

Next morning it is a little rainy. We are at the restaurant at 7.30 am but there is nobody there. We can see there has already been people there and the coffee is already ready. They cannot be far. We decide we will pack up our things first. When we’re done we see the boss arriving in his car and he waves. Okay, time to have breakfast!
At the restaurant we get some coffee and tea and the bosses wife makes a very nice meal for us.
Meanwhile it started raining again pretty hard so we are glad we are not on the road already. We wait out the rain a little.
When the sky seems to clear we had off. We say goodbye and thank everybody for the nice stay here.

It is a short day of riding today. Before we know it we are in Punta Gorda. In town we enjoy an ice cream. We haven’t finished it or it starts raining again. Pretty hard too. We wait for the sky to clear again and start looking for a place where we can stay the night. It takes us an hour to find a good spot.

On our way to PG.

Punta Gorda it is. Deep south Belize.

At this place, at the end of the world, we find the “Chocolate Center of the Universe.”

We check in at a guest house. We take a shower and go back onto the streets because we want to check where and at what time the boat will leave tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is a Sunday so we are not sure they are going on Sunday. We want to go to Guatemala tomorrow. The boat will leave here from Punta Gorda, Belize and will bring us to Punto Barrio in Guatemala. When we are walking towards the boat dock where the time schedule is we meet a guy. He just came from the boat and is looking for an ATM and asks us in his best English if we know where it is. Arjan knows and explains it. Kim asks where he’s from because of his accent and he is indeed from the Netherlands.?? We proceed our conversation in Dutch. He tells us he has just got a few weeks. He flew to Guatemala yesterday and just came by boat to Belize. Tomorrow he will go back on the boat again to the Cayes islands to do some diving over there. After that he will go back into Guatemala and after that he’s got one week left for Costa Rica. “That’s a lot of travelling in a few weeks time!”
He is tired from all these hours of travelling so we say goodbye.
We take a look at the boat schedule. There’s a man asking if he can help. We ask him if they sail on Sunday and he tells us that they do indeed. The first one leaves at 9.30 am and the next one goes at 2.00 pm. He says that there will be a man sitting on a chair next to the gate selling us the tickets.
If the weather is good tomorrow morning we want to take the early boat.
It’s time for dinner already and when we cycled in to town we spotted a pizza place. The place is nice and it’s called “Pizza” probably because he is the only one selling it here in town. It’s run by a nice guy who does everything by himself. We take 1 big pizza with the two of us and it is big enough….It is a real good pizza but it is actually too big. So we take what’s left from the pizza with us. Good for breakfast!
?

Tomorrow we will leave Belize.
We are a bit sad that we already are finished cycling in Belize. We had such an amazing time here.
Belize you are unBelizeble! ? ??

The end of the world…. in the rain.

Bye bye Belize, you where UnBelizeble!!

Cycling the Yucatán Peninsula, Mexico

After cycling along the Golf of Mexico to the city of Campeche we go more inland of the Yucatán Peninsula. We spend two nights with Daniël in Campeche, leave the coast behind us and follow a small road into the jungle. We pass the small village named “China”. The road winds deeper and deeper inland. The region is known because of the many Maya ruins. The first one on our route will be the Edzna ruins. A quite famous and big one.

Leaving Daniels house again in Campeche

On the iOverlander app we couldn’t find out for sure it will be possible to camp at the Edzna or at least close by. But we will take the risk, for so far we were always capable to find a place to stay, so why not now also.
Halfway the road to the ruins we pass an eco campsite. It’s still early in the afternoon but we wanna give it a go and we turn around to see if the campsite is open.
The guy at the desk is very friendly and tells us it’s possible to camp, to eat delicious fish and to dip in the swimming pool. This sounds pretty much like a good plan for us. We check in, put up our tent somewhere in the dense jungle of the campsite and go for a search to the swimming pool.
The pool is found easily and the rest of the day we hang around it.
We are the only guests on the whole campsite so no jelling kids or other noisy guests, just we, we self and us. In the evening we eat some good fish and the owner tells us a lot about the Maya history and culture. He also works as a tour guide so he knows a lot about it.
When we walk back to our tent we nearly got lost in the dark nightly jungle forest. The night is filled with birds and for us unknown animal sounds. Are there monkeys and crocodiles living in this area we ask ourselves? Despite the jungle animals we sleep as a Canadian black bear in winter time.

Hungry? No Problem, we have it all 🙂

Bye bye nice campground.

The next morning we pack up our stuff again and head to the Maya ruins of Edzna.
We expect it will be busy so we go early but on the site itself we see it’s not crowded at all. We spend a few hours hanging around the ruins. Quite interesting to see this historic site and we take loads of pictures.

Visiting the Edzna Maye Ruins

No one there.

How many iguana’s can you find on this picture.

Selfie time (again… )

… and again.

Hi big boy.

Flowers along the road out of Edzna.

After leaving the ruins we hop on our bikes again in search for a nice place for the night. Small villages come and go, and by the end of the day, it’s nearly dark already, we ask some people for a place to stay. They answer; in the next village called Ich-Ek, just 5km away, is an eco center where you can camp. “Ok, gracias!!”
We enter the next village in total darkness and ask around for the eco center. The eco center is unknown but the old guy tells us; in just 100m on the right is a big park with big trees where you easily can camp for free. “The village is save so no worries”
We set up our camp quickly and fall asleep shortly after.

When we pack up our camp the next morning the whole village still seems to sleep. It’s Sunday morning and on Sundays Mexican people are up late, most shops are closed and you see guys drinking beers along the road.
Just out of town we see another archeological site, very close to the road. We jump of our bikes and walk into it. It’s still early, there’s no one there, just one guy sweeping the place. After 10 minutes of walking around the guy comes up to us and tells us his name is José and the works here for nearly 25 years already. He knows a lot about the Mayas and he can give some explanations about this site and Maya culture if we like.
“Sure… go ahead!”
He starts telling… and telling and showing us around, half Spanish, half English. He really knows a lot about it and after 45 minutes for sure we know a lot more about the Maya culture then before. Interesting.

Tohcok Ruins

Jose is still cleaning in the background.

Interesting stories to tell.

We give Jose 100 pesos and move on to the next, some bigger town for some groceries. The plan for the coming night is to try to get a camping spot at some caves further up the road so we need some food to survive. It’s not a far ride so we take it easy. After 50km we find the caves and ask the guys over there if we can camp here for the night. “Si si, no problemo”
“Muy bien, gracias!!”
We park our bikes, drink and eat some and go down in the dark caves. Inside the caves it’s warm and humid. There are just a few people around and the deeper we go in the darker it gets. Once the cave was well lighted but now most lights are no longer working. The word maintenance is not well known in Mexico. Once things build they are rarely maintained and will fall apart after years.
After leaving the caves we walk the jungle environment around the site as well. We discover huge holes in the ground where you can look inside the caves from far above.

Grutas – Caves – Grotten

The paved path into the caves

Going down

Headlights on, it’s gonna be dark inside.

Danger?

Holes in the ground

Camping at the caves.

Back at the entrance the “cave guy” explains how things work here at night. He will leave one toilet unlocked for us but he will lock the main entrance fence so no one can go in or out.
Since we are inside the site he explains how we can escape it the next morning when he is not around yet.
“On the side of the fence you can break open some barb wire and sneak out. Please close it afterwards again” he explains “have a good night” and off he goes.
“Gracias!!”
We love it how easy going Mexican people can be ?
The night is quiet a half lighted moon is watching over us from a dark sky filled with a million of stars.

In the morning breaking out.

Barb wire to be taken away before we can leave.

Close again…

Mission completed

On the road again, bye caves.

The next day, another short cycling day is in front of us but includes the visit of the Uxmal Maya ruins. We don’t take the normal paved road but we find an off the beaten track one through some tiny villages.
The first part of the route is paved but soon it changed into dirt road and the dirt road changes in a small single track where no cars can go. We only see some small motorbikes crossing us.
At the middle of the day we arrive at the ruins site.

Small towns.

We’ve heard, the biggest gangsres live in the smallest towns.

Fresh meat walking around town.

On the ridden tracks no tourists at all, on the ruins site thousands. We have settle in again.
The ruins themselves are awesome again and so different from what we saw before on the other ruin sites.

Welcome to Uxmal

Hi, you’re still out there reading these blogs?? Cheers for that!! We do a lot of effort to keep them coming. It’s a sort of dairy for ourselves as well.

The roof came down and the iguana is on top.

No i’m not gonna basejump.

Nice views when the sun starts going down.

By the end of the day we have to find ourselves a place to stay again. On our iOverlander app we find a small campsite but on arrival it is closed. It’s nearly dark now. Kim remembers herself another iOverlander spot close by behind an old restaurant fallen in a ruin.
When we arrive on the place in deep dark it seems okay for us and we dig ourselves through the high grass to the back of the building which was a restaurant years ago. The night that follows is filled with the same stars as the night before and we fall asleep quick.

Do you see us in the back?

No?

Here we are, invisible from the street side.

Early in the morning we are awake again, pack up and continue our route further north again. After just a few hours of cycling we arrive at a nice cenote at the end of a very bumpy dirt track. A cenote is a cave filled with clear water where in you can swim most of the time.
We pay 30 pesos each (€1,50) and jump in. We swim for a hour and dry up in the warm sun.
If we ask the guy we can stay here for the night it’s no problem. We put up our tent and take another dive in the cenote.

Just a hole in the ground where you swim.

Deep enough to make a scuba dive in this cenote.

Cooling down.

Crapes… we love all the fress fruits over here.

Kim crushing her coffee beens she got from Mau from the coffee bar.

The next early morning before anyone is around we skinny dip in the cenote. The place is so relax we decide to gonna stay another night here. The rest of the day guests come and go but it isn’t busy at all. At one point a small tour bus comes along, people go to the cenote but one guy starts looking at our bikes. After checking them out he asks if they are ours. He introduces himself as Piero from Italy, cycling from Argentina to Alaska. The same route as we do but in opposite direction.
He also tells his tour guide today is also his Warmshowers host in Merida. We promise each other to keep in contact to meet again in Merida when we’re there.

Early in the morning, no one there.

Birds flying around in the cave very fast to catch some insects.

The other day we do another early morning dip and take off. On the road again to find ourselves in another hidden cenote again after just a 30 minutes ride. This cenote is so off track no one is around at all and we spend the rest of the morning hanging around and relaxing.

On the bumpy road to the next cenote

Found it.

Very nice place again. This one is not on the tourist maps so no one around. (iOverlander, it’s still our favorite travel app 🙂 )

A few days ago we arranged a Warmshowers host in Merida. Merida is a town with 700.000 people living. It should be a nice place to visit according to one of the Lonely Planet tour guides on our e-reader. After the cenote we are heading towards Merida and after eating two huge pizzas in a small take away we meet our host Ken at his remarkable house in the town center.
Ken is a retired American who now lives with his wife the good Mexican life.
Merida is even much nicer than we expected and we end up staying at Ken for four nights. (at most “nice” towns we often think “just another town”)

In a small village up to Merida: An old church slowly falling apart.

Trees growing inside and on top of the old buildings.

After checking out Merida four days in a row and meeting up with Piero the Italian cyclist and his host Raúl we cycle out of Merida. Because we don’t expect to see any decent supermarkets the coming days we go along a big one in town first.

Welcome in Merida. Let me be your guide for today.

The big Maya museum.

Not only Maya, also the history of the region.

Sunday = Cycling day in Merida.

Everybody is cycling, some parts of the main roads are even closed for cars at this time.

Another museum visit

Meeting up with Piero, the Italian who is cycling the same route but in oppersite direction.

At the house of Raul, the Warmshowers host of Piero.

And now welcome at the house of our Warmshowers host, Ken.

Pretty awesome if you can live like this whole year round.

Bye bye Ken, it was a pleasant for us to stay for a few days in wonderfull Merida.

Instead of going straight on the highway to our next destination, the Itza ruins we take a detour on a smaller road which leads via the town of Izamal. The road is quiet and passes a lot of small villages. By the time we reach Izamal it’s late in the afternoon so we need a place to stay. On iOverlander we discovered a small hotel/campsite close by the city center already so we gonna check it out.

When we arrive in front of the closed fence of the campsite it looks closed. When we try the lock on the fence we feel it’s not locked so we go in. The site looks good and has a Caribbean vibe but there is no one around.
After a good search we find a Mexican lady who leads us to the owner of the campsite.
An Austrian guy shows up and asks us if we made a reservation. “Euhm… no!!”
“How many nights do you wanna stay?” He asks.
“Just one night”
“We don’t have real sites for tenters, it’s really rocky everywhere”
“We came cycling all the way down from Alaska already, we camped on rocky grounds before so that’s no problem for us”
“Ok” he says unsympathetic “I will show you where you might camp”
“Is it off season?”(because we don’t see anyone else around)
“No, we have the most of our guests in the hotel.” He answers grumpy.
“The camp spot looks good to us, thank you for letting us stay ?”
When we put up our tent we meet a German guy who is already on this spot for four weeks to fix his old camper van again. He tells he’s touring to Argentina as well and will probably needs another two weeks to fix his van.
When we start cooking our meal a bunch of dogs show up and start barking at us.

Back to basic again at the Austrian campground after all those luxery in Ken’s house.

When we hop on our bikes again the next day our destination will be two other cenotes after each other. At the second cenote we also can camp according iOverlander.
When we arrive nearly at second one, two overlander motorcyclists arrive as well. Adrian from the Uk and Joos from Peru, both going south but both in their own way.
Adrian on a Yamaha XT600 enduro. He is in his fifties and managed he can travel for another six years by renting out his house. Joos in his twenties worked in the States, bought himself a KTM streetbike and now driving back home to Peru. Parts of the route they travel together to keep costs as low as possible by sharing hotel rooms and to have some company around.
We visit the cenote with the four of us. By the time it’s closing time we go out again to put up our tent on the cenotes parking. Adrian and Joos come out as well and we chat for a long time on the parking till it gets dark.
When they take off to their hotel we finish our tent and cook some easy pasta. We fall asleep not long after.

First cenote of the day. Cooling down again…

… and drying up again.

And another cenote

In the deep behind us.

Going in… no, not to cold.

Swimming without vest was not aloud.

I’m floating 😀

Tree roots coming down to get water.

Kim, Adrian (UK), Joos (Peru), Arjan.

They’re taking off in the dark.

The next morning we pack up early and cycle the 20km to the Itza ruins. These ruins are probably the most famous ones in the whole region. Nearly 2.500 people visit the ruins every day. When we arrive at 9am it’s busy with loads of tourists already. The rest of the morning and early afternoon we spend walking around the big archeological site. It’s definitely worth the visit and despite the few thousand visitors luckily it’s not overcrowded.

The next morning Kim is doing some Yoga first before heading to the ruins.

Up to the Itza Maya Ruins. Map is loaded, we’re ready for it.

Crowded..

Playfield where they used to play ball games. The heads of loosers where chopped. (Are The Hunger Games movies inspired by the Maya’s??)

Photo’s photo’s photo’s…

Iguana

Selfie..

Souvenirs, at least a hundred market booths are on this very touristic place, all selling the same stuff.

When we met Raúl (the host of Piero the Italian cyclist in Merida) he managed a host for to stay with in Valladolid. Valladolid is just 40km from the Itza ruins so we paddle to Daniel the host in the late afternoon to stay with him. He is a nice guy and really into cycling. He shows us his medals he won or got by different mtb races and tours. We camp in his huge backyard.

Guess where our host for tonight is?

Nice garden for camping.

We make it a short stay and leave early the next morning. Tulum, a hippyish beach town at the Caribbean coast will be our next spot to lay out our legs to rest for a few nights. The town is 115km away so we don’t want to leave to late.
The road to Tulum is straight but boring and being not even halfway we get loads of rain over us. We try to seek for something to hide under but it doesn’t work out so we paddle on in blistering rain.
Just before Tulum we eat some awful pizzas in a tiny town. By the time we enter Tulum the rain just stopped but we’re still soaked. At a small campground along the Tulum beach we check in for two nights and get a cold shower. It’s dark already and we go straight into bed.

On our way to the Carribean coast at Tulum. Here it’s dry but this will change in a short time.

When we wake up at 6 in the morning* we start the day with a long beach walk. The sun is about to rise in a few minutes and the yesterdays rain is gone.
(*When camping we wake up every morning around 6 when the sun comes up. At night we go into our tent around 7 when it’s dark already for a hour. We read some and fall asleep. On camping days we try to live with the sun rather then live with the clock as much as possible. It feels super chill, you get enough sleep and it feels to us as ultimate freedom.)

Early in the morning fishermann go out for the catch of the day.

Check 🙂

After breakfast we walk into town, a 4km walk. When we take off an American lady stops by and offers us a ride in her car into town. Thanks ?
Tulum is filled with small boutiques, tourist shops, bars and restaurants. We find the place way to expensive compared to other Mexican town so we keep our money in our pockets today.
From Tulum we head south. We skip the very touristic towns of Cancun and Playa del Carmen just north of Tulum. We have seen enough tourists the last few weeks.
On iOverlander we found a nice camp spot along a lake with another cenote. According the description it should not be crowded and a bit of the route everybody else is going.
The road is a bit boring but straight and with finally some tailwind. The last few weeks we had headwinds all the time so now we can make more progress in less time.

Cyclists from Brazil, the girl bought her first bike ever just a month ago!!!

At least they have a cold beer here.

Lunch break and hiding for the rain somewhere halfway.

During the ride we have some rain but not to bad. By the end of the day, on just the last 15 kilometers it starts raining again but now so hard the road looks more like a huge river. The last 3 kilometers are off the main road over a small dirt road. The dirt road is turned into a river as well. It’s dark already so to find our route is even harder. To find the exact campsite location we need the iOverlander app again but everything is completely soaked, even our waterproof Samsung phone doesn’t like it anymore. By luck we find the spot. The guy on the site greeds us and offers us as fresh hot coffee first. He also tells us he has cabins free where we can stay in if we like. “Yes sure we like that!” Putting up a tent in a sort of a river stream is a challenge we don’t like to manage now anyway.

Heavy rain…

Because we planned not to stay very long in Mexico anymore the last time we took money out of an ATM machine we took as less as possible, just enough to sit out our last days in Mexico and not to end up in Belize with loads of Mexican pesos left. This resulted now in not have enough money for two nights in a cabin and be able to eat in the neighbour restaurant. But because the place is to nice to stay just one night and to let dry out our soaked stuff we decide stay two nights and eat whatever we can find on leftovers in our panniers.
At the day of we do some writing for our website and visit the not so spectacular cenote which is completely drained into the lake.

Early bird picture.

Luckily dry weather again.

A cenote underneath a lake. We didn’t swim.

Writing new blog stories in Apple notepad.

Kim hiding for musqitos

Drying our our stuff again.

Do some photo editing in Adobe Lightroom.

When we leave the place the dirt road to the campsite is still filled with a lot of water but it’s no longer some kind of river.

The road is still a bit wet when we leave but is was soaked when we arrived.

Heading to Bacalar

We hit the main road again and go south to Bacalar, 110km away from here for camping and to get new pesos out of an ATM machine.
Bacalar is just a few kilometer away from the Belize border so it will be our last Mexican camp spot.
After spending 3,5 months in Mexico we look forward to a new country but first we gonna stay for two days in the small but nice town of Bacalar which has a pleasant hippie vibe.

Bacalar at 6 in the morning.

Watching sunrise.

Put some new blogs online. We where a lot behind but on this awesome place the new writing was not to bad.

Not a bad place at all !!!

On the road again. Today to Belize. Roads with a view.

Passport control and Casino is coming up.

Belize just 3km to go.
Cheers for now, our next blog will be online after Belize. Belize is small so this might be in a week or so…

Cycling along the Gulf of Mexico

It is the 2nd of January, time to get on the bikes again after a nice New Years.
After packing up an eating desayuno we are ready to leave Coaczoacal. Gerardo wanted to try to ride out of town with us but sadly he couldn’t because he had no nanny for the kids. So we go by ourselves.

Bikes packed and ready to go. New year, new rides…

The plan is to go out of town with the ferry ⛴ and follow the coastline along Bahia de Campeche, the Gulf of Mexico. At the ferry we have to wait awhile. We talk with a man who works for the ferry’s and he tells us it costs only 2 pesos per person. That’s only €0,09 so almost nothing!!!?
“It takes about 20 minutes to get to the other side and enjoy the view on the water.”

Waiting for the ferry

On the small ferry

Made it till the other side

In the small pueblo on the other side we buy some fresh fruits for on the road. Since we came into Mexico we miss a lot of vegetables in our meals. We like the Mexican food, but there is not a whole lot of vegetables in it. So we try to keep up with that by buying and eating them while we are on the road.
The road we cycle is quiet and very beautiful. But a part of the road is also only dirt road along the coast. That’s always good when we want to have lunch! What better place is there to have a break and some food to get new energy than on the beach?

After cycling for awhile the dirt road turns into a better road again. Every now and then we have some dogs chasing us. Just for their fun we guess. Luckily here in Mexico they are not very aggressive.

Barking dogs come after us. Mexican dogs didn’t bite till so far.

I don’t care about the dogs..

We have to take another boat to get to the other side. When we arrive we see it is just about to leave but the “captain” of the boat says we can just put our bikes and stuff in and than we will leave straight away. It is a small boat compared to the ferry we had earlier.
All the people who are already in the boat waiting for it to leave are waiting for us. They are just watching us struggling to get everything in. But we manage and take a seat.
It’s a short boat ride to the other side but still it is pretty nice.

Jungle roads

On an even smaller ferry

Just a pedestrian ferry but luckely our bikes fit as well.

Nearly there

Packing up again

The 10min ferry saved us 225km of cycling 😀

At the other side the tuc-tucs are already waiting for their customers to ride them into town. The people here are very friendly and waving at us when we leave to go into Sanchéz Magallanes.
When Arjan goes to get some groceries at the local supermarket he meets a man who is visiting his hometown now but is living in the USA. He tells Arjan there is a good and cheap hotel in town where we can stay. We decide to check it out. But when we arrive there and we ask they say they are fully booked.
We know there is a fish restaurant at the water front just on the edge of town. We go there to see if we have more luck over there.

We ask the owner if it is possible to camp at the back of the restaurant and he tells us “no problem, you can!” We decide to eat dinner at his restaurant to give something back in return. We enjoy a nice meal of pescado empanisado.
After that it starts getting dark so we need to put up the tent. We try to put up our tent but it is quite the challenge with al these small sandflies around us. They pinch us in every bit of naked skin they can find!When we are done we quickly go into the tent to get away from the crazy flies and we take a look at what our bare legs and feet now look like. They are covered with red itchy dots!

Behind the restaurant

“some” insectbites… little f*ckers, we hate them.

Camp with view on the sea side. The next morning.

Next morning the sandflies are still there a little less aggressive but still not very bearable. So we are in fast mode and try to get ready as quick as possible.
We follow the coastline and the views are beautiful. We pass through small villages where fresh fish is caught and sold from door to door.

On the road again

Want some fresh fish?

Coconuts our a chicken?

Pelikans… on this picture a few but sometimes a lot.

We cycle on a paved road but from time to time the road seems to be totally destroyed by the ocean. The local people “maintain” the road at these parts. Every now and then the people who use the road by car pay a toll to the family that maintains that part of the road. Most of the time the families have a rope hanging across the road so that you cannot pass.
We are lucky though…as soon as they see us they just lower the rope without asking us for a fee. We think if we have had to pay it would probably not have been more than a few pesos.
Sometimes the road is still hard to cycle even with this “maintenance” done by the families. There are still a lot of parts with lose beach sand and with our heavy bicycles it makes it pretty hard to cycle. Every now and then we have to walk and push through it.

Along the ocean

Still the road we are taking here is breathtaking and feels like an adventure again. After having cycled so many boring highways here in Mexico we really don’t care that this road is somewhat harder to peddle on!
We even meet motorbikers taking the same route. One of them got stuck in the sand. They see us cycling and they say that for this road the bicycles seem easier. “Yes for this road they probably are, but for the rest of Mexico you guys have the advantage!”?

Road taken by the ocean. We have to ride the small road through the bush.

Not a real road but we can cycle on it 🙂

Deep sand, hard to cycle on.

On the coconut highway

Taking the beach but this was even harder to cycle on.

At a lunchbreak somewhere on the road to Campeche.

Streetbikes can go here as well it seems.

After an adventurous day of cycling we find ourselves in the city called Paraíso. We soon find out that the hotels are pretty pricy. After asking at 5 hotels we finally find a cheap one.
We hit the (cold❄️) shower and clean ourselves up. The cold shower in Mexico is still pretty common. Much more than a hot one. We go back on the street again to find some local food.

Next day we go to back to the center. Buy some bread at a bakery and make some breakfast. We sit on a bench on the main plaza. Just enjoying our breakfast and watching the people. It is pretty nice and already pretty busy with people sitting and walking around. Some are trying to sell hammocks to people or local food. There even is a guy who has crocodile teeth to sell. He also tries selling us but we tell him we are not interested.

It is again another sunny day with again a lot of headwinds. We haven’t had anything else lately.
We still manage to make it to Frontera as we planned. We don’t even have to go all the way into town to find a nice and cheap hotel to stay at. Next to us is a place where they have nice local food. The food tastes great!
Back in the hotel we read a little before we go to sleep.
Since we are traveling we are living more by the time of light. When it gets dark we crawl into bed and read or listen to music a bit before we go to sleep. In the morning we wake at first light and get up early to start the day. It feels pretty nice being able to live this way.

Water left, water right.

We cycle another headwindy day. Today the road goes a little more inland from time to time instead of all along the coast. We cycle in between swamps and in between swamps and the see. This gives the road a strange view because sometimes it looks like the road is the only dry land there is. At the end of this long day of cycling we arrive at a very long bridge that will bring us into Ciudad del Carmen.
Just after the bridge we take a break to decide our next move. Again here there are no campgrounds so we need another place to stay and preferably cheap.
The first hotel we ask what the costs for the night are is a cheap one straight away, so we take it.

Long bridge into town.

Have a break, have a ….

We take a cold shower again and eat some really good tortas on the street nearby.
Back in the hotel we find some company in our bathroom…. big cockroaches. Two of them. As long as they don’t bother us we’re fine!

The next day we decide to take a rest day and take a look into town. Ciudad del Carmen is not a very touristy place at all. Still we have a nice day walking through town and we take a stroll along the melacón and the beach. ?
A Mexican man on a scooter stops and asks us if we want to buy a fish cocktail. He lets Kim taste and it is delicious so she takes one.

Arjan is not into fish that much so he gets himself some local chips from another guy.
On the beach we find some very nice shells. They’re to big to take with us on the bikes so we take photos instead.

Walking the beach

Millions of shells

We do take some smaller ones with us. Arjan will make some necklaces out of them.
In the evening when we’re back at our hotel room the cockroaches seem to have changed their living space into our bedroom. So we decide to get rid of them. We don’t want any of them walking on us while we’re sleeping…???

Today we leave early. We think we will ride for about 90km. But things don’t always go as planned…..
We arrive at Isla Aguada after about 50km. We are about to have our midday lunch break, but the place we’re at it seems so nice.
We also see that there is a great campground on the beach and it makes us decide to stay the night. Because it’s only midday we have a long day to enjoy. We swim, read, Kim knits ?. We even have another dog ? to pet. She stays in our company on the beach all day.
At the end of the day we find out it’s the campground owners dog.
At sundown we see big groups of
dolphins. ???
Sadly we can’t take photos of this great happening because our photo camera has broken down…? but still it will be in our memories!

Lets stay here for the night 🙂

Some dolphins on the left?

It’s time to leave another paradise behind us. We ride an extra long day. But we can because we had a great rest the day before.
Still at the end of the day we are pretty tired when we finally arrive in Champotón. Again we had a lot of headwinds today so we can sleep for sure.
In town we need to find a hotel. We try at a few hotels before we finally find a cheap one.
On the way to finding a place to sleep Arjan saw a cheap pizza place. We leave the panniers at the hotel and cycle back to have something to eat.

The day after our destination will be Campeche. The road is still along the coast but we hardly see any water. In Campeche we go to the local bus terminal because we guess there might be WiFi so we can get in touch with the family in Coatzacoalcos, with who we stayed with for New Years Eve.
They told us to contact them because they have family living in Campeche with who we might stay.
We search contact through Whatsapp with Claudio and Marlo. They arrange that we can stay at Claudio’s cousin Daniël and we get his address. So now we only need to find the place. And so we did!

Into the historic city centre of Campeche

Checking out Campeche.

Kim’s backwheel fixed again by these guys… Gracias!

Tumbs up

It’s still Januari so no Alcohol because our ALS 0% challange.

Thanks for letting us stay…!

Cycling from Mexico City to the Gulf of Mexico

We visited the famous Teotihuacan pyramids close to Mexico City. We also visited the capital but today we pack up and move on again heading east to the coast. The Gulf of Mexico.

More dirt roads.

On top of a vulcano crater.

Camping in the playyard of a Pemex gas station,

We’re still in the mountains but this will change soon. The town we’re heading to is much lower so the weather should also be warmer. We found out there should be an awesome eco campground, we think the perfect place for spending this Christmas in a few days.
The days after we decline a few thousand meters and indeed it’s getting warmer and warmer day by day. By the time we hit the eco campground near Cordoba we are as low as 900 meter above sea level and the temperatures are nearly tropical.

Going downhill from tunel to tunel.

Small idylic hotel.

One hotel, different WiFi networks with different passwords, just to keep it simple 😉

The Reglamento on the hotelroom door, dated: 2 june 1980 😀

Long roads with snowtops in the distance

Going downhill is alway good 🙂

View on the old road below us.

Because the trafic noise some personal music on.

Just a fire along the road.

We expected the eco campground should be quite popular so we’re not celebrating Christmas just by ourselves. Bummer we are the only ones around, we have the whole campground to ourselves. Even the restaurant on the campground is closed at Christmas, no internet to contact people at home, so not much to do here. The town Cordoba is small and does not have much to offer too. ? It’s gonna be a lone lone Christmas ? but not without you ?
We do some shopping for our Christmas dinner in town and take it easy. A street dog steals a part of the food out of our tent on Christmas Day. The dinner we finally cook is far from a real Christmas dinner.
We are a bit bummed out but the place itself is awesome so we don’t argue. (And beside, there is no one to argue with ?)

Eco Campsite with a view.

… and with a swing. btw, in the far end, up the hill you can find our tent.

Play like a kid.

Kim’s…Flat… Again…

After Christmas Day we move on and decline even further down the mountains. The landscape becomes flat, we leave the mountains behind us. The area we are in now is full of sugarcane farming and it’s harvest time so the air is full of thick smoke from the cane burning.
The long and hot dirt roads between the cane fields seems endless but after a few days we arrive close to the coast. But still around 50km from it.

Sugar cane burning

Half the cane field is harverst already.

More suger cane burning

The air is realy bad to cycle in with all this smoke.

The suger cane mill

More Smoke…

Cane trucks passing and crossing by al the time.

Our new cycling friend 🙂

Fully loaded trucks go slow up the mountain roads

The local trash along the road.

Long shadows falling over us.

Fixing another flat tire 🙁

On this point we are not able to hit the coast already because there aren’t any roads to it which are heading our direction without we have backtrack in the coming days. Our only option is to follow a big highway south for two days before we finally can hit the coast at Coatzacoalcos. The road is boring but we can do distances of 120km per day so we move fast.

At Coatzacoalcos we wanna spend New Year’s Eve but when we enter the town it seems half of a ghost town to us. A lot of streets are empty. No people, no cars and closed buildings. Some parts of town are filled with people but still this town is not like all the other Mexican towns we passed for so far.

Like a ghost town.

Empty streets

More empty streets

Cops in front of a bank.

We don’t have much of a choice if we want to celebrate New Year’s Eve in some sort of town and not just by our selves in the middle of nowhere like we did with Christmas. We check-in in the cheapest hotel we can find and make it ourselves comfortable. We take a long walk along the beach, the first time we see the Gulf of Mexico. And we eat churos instead of Dutch oliebollen. At the end of the day we end up in a Chinese restaurant for dinner.

Finaly the Gulf of Mexico

Instead of the Dutch Oliebollen.

Chinees food comes with more greens then Mexican food.

In the restaurant we meet a few Canadians/Mexicans and find ourselves in a chat quickly.
They are telling they live in Canada but he is from Mexico so they are here for family visit and a wedding. The kids are very excited they finally can speak English again with someone besides their own parents so they do a lot of the talking. By the end of the chat they invite us to celebrate New Year’s Eve with their family that night. We are excited being invited and looking forward to celebrate New Year’s Eve Mexican Style.
They give us their address and tell us to be there at 10 in the evening, two hours before the year 2019.
Back in our hotel we make ourselves ready for the evening. We have just a very few clothes to choose from so we save our party clothes for another year.
When we arrive at the party address we meet the whole family. All very nice, open and interested people.
We start dinner straight after and wait till the clock gives midnight.
“Happy 2019 everyone??”
The rest of the night we fill with some fireworks and interesting conversations about life and about cycling.

Thanks friends for inviting us!!

Yes, you kids also 😉

Fireworks in the streets

When we lay our heads on bed around 4:30 in the morning we fall asleep straight.

Thanks to you all for this extraordinary New Year’s Eve we wouldn’t forget for sure.

Cycling The Mountains Around Mexico City

In Guadalajara we hanged around for a few days in the Casa de Cyclista. We're the only ones when we arrive but soon we get company from Alice and Aurelien from France and Nathan from the States who we met before. We're all going in some sort the same speed and keep bumping into each other.

From the Casa de Cyclista we cycle to a close by Burger King restaurant and we're picked up by Alex and Julia again. The Canadian and the France with the Yellow schoolbus camper. We planned to spend some time together again. We visit the nice mountains cities of Guanaguato and San Miguel de Allende. Both beautiful cities and we have a good time together for three days.

The mummy museum... the most creapy museum we ever visited:

Julia and Alex go their own way again.
Bye bye friends, we will stay another night in town before continue cycling again.

Camping in the kitchen of Pablo, a very nice Warmshowers host in the mountains around San Miguel de Allende.

He also makes delicious chocolate candies we discovered.
We loved his free spirit mind. Bye bye my friend, hope to see you again someday!!

At a lake we're invited to celebrate a pre x-mas party with some locals.
The site we are camping on belongs to a canoe rental company, owned by one of these locals.
We have a good time together and the locals have loads of advices for our cycling trip.

Our next destination is the city Cordoba. On the way to Cordoba we hit the nice city of Guerrero where we are invited by Sergio who we did met a few weeks ago in Jala. (the guy with who we got up the volcano) Sergio told us to stay in contact by the time we hit his city, so we did.
He tells us he is not at home at the moment but his mother will be so we can stay anyway.
When we arrive at his house we meet a bunch of people. The house is also an office we find out.
Sergios mom, Lety, is very kind and offers us a sleeping room upstairs.

While discovering the city we find a very nice coffee bar, El Apapacho. Mau, the owner is into cycling himself a lot and offers us free coffee because we’re long distance cyclists. In the coffee bar we also meet Renate, Mau’s girlfriend and graphic artist. Also we meet Melany, an American living in Querétaro and making money out of doing English/Spanish translations for companies.
The vibe is very nice and we make friends easily and fast.
How many very nice people can you meet in just one town in two days? First Sergio’s family and workers and now Mau’s friends... we love it!!!
When we leave town the next day Mau and a few friends escort us the few first kilometres.
Bye bye friends, hope to see you again somewhere someday.

There are truck factories close to Mexico City. (Scania and Volvo already seen) The undercarriages are transported from one place to another over the highway. Not on a trailer or something. No just driving. They tie up a wooden crate where the driver's seat comes. They hang jerry cans with different liquids on the half build trucks. They put on a thick coat. (Sometimes) a helmet on ... and go full speed. Mad guys 🙂

Plastic rivers. There is a lot of trash around whole Mexico but this river is pollution to the max.
The water underneath the river is no visible anymore because there is to much trash on top of it. Black dirt water is still coming in on the right of the picture.
Very sad to see... This shit will end up in the oceans someday and nobody seems to care at all. People through their dirt just on the streets anywhere.

The campsite we are on close to Mexico City is still around 60km away from downtown CDMX (Mexico City) but is in a walking distance to the famous Teotihuacan pyramids.
Pyramids built by the Aztec people long long time ago.
Because it’s so close we decided to go there first before heading to CDMX.
When we arrive at the entrance we discover foreign tourists have to pay three times the price of Mexican tourists. Saying we’re Mexicans as well didn’t work out.
The archeological site it self is busy but worth the visit. It’s possible to get on the pyramids but we’re not the only ones with this plan.

The day after the pyramids we decide to go into CDMX. Because it seems to be very busy in the city (there are 25 million people living in CDMX) we go by bus.
Even by bus it’s crowded and it takes more than an hour before we’re dropped off on one of the big bus terminals before entering downtown.
The plan for today is to visit the Frida Kahlo museum in the opposite side of town. At the bus terminal we easily find a taxi who will bring us there. This ride also takes us nearly an other hour. When we finally arrive at the Frida Karlo museum the taxi driver drops us off and moves on quickly.
At the entrance of the museum we discover it is closed today because it’s Monday and on Mondays most museums are closed.
For sure the taxi driver knew this and that’s why he went off so quick... asshole!!
We make the plan to come back tomorrow and take a walk directing downtown. Halfway we hop on a crowded public bus for just a few pesos which drops us off in the middle of the city.
The rest of the day we wander around and end up in a cheap hostel for the night.
The next day we take a touristic tour by an open roof double-decker bus, back to the Frida Kahlo museum. The tour takes so long we arrive at the museum when it’s after 2pm already. In front of the museum a long line of people are waiting to get in, we go in the line as well. After a 20min wait in the hot sun without any movement we ask some people in front of the line how long they’re waiting already. “More than two hours” they answer “and inside the museum the line of people continues for another 10 meters.”
That’s gonna be a very long wait for us we figure ☹️
We also figure we don’t have much time left by the time we’re in before the museum closes.
Kim wanted to see the museum very badly, this was the main reason we entered CDMX in the first place. Despite of this we make the decision to skip the museum and head back to downtown for a good coffee and something to eat.
At the end of the day we head back to the big bus terminal to catch the bus back to our campground.

Nul Procent voor ALS

De Ice Bucket Challenge van een paar jaar geleden ligt vast nog wel ergens in je geheugen:
Degene die de uitdaging accepteerde, werdt geacht een emmer ijswater over zijn hoofd te gieten of een donatie te doen ten behoeve van de ALS stichting. Vaak werdt zowel het ijswater over het hoofd gegoten EN een donatie gedaan.

Dezelfde ALS stichting komt nu met een nieuwe uitdaging welke ook wij graag met onze blog lezers willen aangaan:

De 0%4ALS challenge

0% alcohol voor 0% ALS

"In de maand januari geen druppel alcohol drinken, doe je mee?"
Als je gezond bent, kun je keuzes maken voor een gezonde leefstijl. Als je ALS hebt, heb je niet zoveel te kiezen. Dan ziet je leven er heel anders uit. Daarom vragen we jou om mee te doen aan de 0%4ALS challenge.

Meedoen is heel simpel!
Doneer jij in december een bedrag en ben jij in januari alcoholvrij? Zo help je ALS de wereld uit te krijgen.

Voor meer informatie en donaties klik op de onderstaande afbeelding.

P.s. laat even een berichtje onderaan deze pagina achter zodat wij ook weten wie deze uitdaging allemaal met ons aangaan 😉

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