After a week in the Yucatan, we took a bus southward toward the border town of Chetumal on the Belize frontier. We took a water taxi to Caye Caulker, an island I visited on my 1977-78 trip.
I was thrilled to learn that we could enter Belize via water taxi and bypass a trip through Belize City. It was more expensive at $60 per person for the three hour ride but made life much simpler. Here is our little craft before departure. We were delayed 45 minutes when the drug-sniffing dogs from the Mexican Army were late to the dock.
Our pilots were on their way home and hit the throttle full bore between cans of Tecate (no kidding).
But it was not a problem and they were not reckless in the least. We cleared customs on the island of San Pedro and consequently did not arrive on Caye Caulker until well after dark. We found our little cottage and were ready to explore the next day.
Helen had never before been snorkeling and so we signed up for that. The reef off of Belize is about 180 miles long and is the second longest in the world after the Great Barrier Reef.
I had my underwater camera and got some good shots.
Brain coral. The water was really warm.
Fan corals. It is interesting to think that this is a great limestone factory and that many of the limestone rocks we see in the rock record started out this way.
We went to a place where we could swim with rays...
...and sharks! Nurse sharks.
A bunch of them came around near our feet.
It is so hard to shoot colorful fish but I got lucky on this one.
Our snorkeling guides found a sea star on the way back in and brought it up for us to see.
A quiet street on Caye Caulker.
An older house on Caye Caulker.
We ate a lot of shrimp ceviche while on Caye Caulker and this platter is from Meldy's restaurant. Meldy's had a breakfast burrito for $10 Belizean ($5 US) that was as long as my forearm!
After three nights on Caye Caulker, it was time to be on the move again and we took the 45 minute ferry to Belize City.
The old Post Office in Belize. I had been here on my 1977 trip and wondered how the city would look. Back then it was bit rough, though not necessarily dangerous.
We walked about 15 blocks from the ferry terminal to the bus station. It gave us a chance to see and feel the town.
Some old houses.
I distinctly remember these open sewers in Belize City and they have not gone away. Smaller ones on the streets are now covered over in concrete slabs.
The bus station on the west side of the city. Everything in Belize seems like it is an illusion of reality. All of the public sites are small and easy to negotiate. It is time turned back about 100 years.
We took what could only be considered a second class bus to the small city of San Ignacio in the western part of the country. It was about a two and half hour ride.
I snapped this candid shot while rounding a corner in the city.
We had not seen any hills or mountains of any kind for over 2 weeks and so I just had to shoot the very first limestone hills we saw outside the city.
The highways are not busy in Belize.
A lot of people got off the bus before we arrived in Belmopan, the capital of the country.
The Macal River in San Ignacio flows into the Belize River not too far from here.
After checking in to our hotel, we walked around the town and heard that there was a Mayan ruin nearby. So we walked, and walked, and walked and finally found Cahel Pech on top of a hill.
The great courtyard at Cahel Pech. This is not a famous Mayan ruin and for that reason it was quite interesting to visit. Not too many folks around and the rock word was stunning.
There was even some original plaster on one of the walls. All of the Mayan ruins were likely covered in this white plaster during the habitation period. This ended our Belizean adventure and the following day we headed to Guatemala and the Mayan site of Tikal.
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Saturday, February 11, 2017
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Roaming Through the Yucatan 39 Years On
In 1977-78, I undertook a fantastic three month journey of discovery to Mexico, Belize and Guatemala. There was no schedule per se, just a finite amount of money ($350 if I recall) and some vague stories of Mayan ruins, tropical jungles, and beaches. After a whirlwind of a year in 2016 with five Grand Canyon river trips, a Private Jet trip to South America, and three Smithsonian Journeys trips, I was ready for a little get-away. So the day after Christmas, Helen and I attempted to visit many of the places from that epic 1970's trip. This posting covers the Yucatan portion of the trip. Two post to follow will cover Belize and Guatemala. Not much geology in this posting but there will be in Guatemala.
Our first stop was Cancun but only to arrive at the airport. We hopped on a ferry and went directly to Isla Mujeres. I had missed this destination in my 1977 trip and wanted to see what it was all about. I'm afraid I was 39 years too late. Here Helen stands in front of the sign facing the Caribbean Sea.
This is the northern and windward side where the waves crash into the island.
It was a nice place but definitely has been discovered.
Next stop was the colonial city of Merida, capital of the state of Yucatan. Mexico is a great bargain with the exchange rate right now and nice hotels like this were had for about $50 per night for two people.
Many of the colonial buildings are undergoing renovation. We saw a few modern buildings among the older ones - what a shame. But there is enough to see here to delight the traveler.
This was Helen's first visit to a Central American market and it was a good one! So many colorful items for sale and the vendor aisles are very lively.
These are habanero peppers which we saw everywhere for sale and added to many dishes here.
This is the southern start to the Paseo de Montejo, an elegant tree-lined boulevard that was developed during the henequen boom years in the late 19th century. Many of the former mansions have been turned into museums, offices, restaurants and nightclubs.
This is one of the old homes that is now a museum to the henequen boom in Merida.
We visited the Mayan Museum on the north end of town. It was far enough away that we didn't want to walk. So we took a public bus and got lost in the suburbs. We did however, find our way back to the Museum.
These chairs were developed in Merida and were meant to keep young lovers far enough apart to preclude hanky-panky while they could still gaze into each others eyes. These two are found in the main square near the church.
Next stop was the Mayan site of Chichen-Itza. This is a view of the Observatory from the doorway at the Hotel Mayaland outside the archaeological reserve.
We took a guided tour early the next morning as we stayed at the Hotel Villas Archaeologicas, just outside the entrance to the site. We were inside the reserve hours before the hordes arrived from Merida and Cancun.
This is the largest ball court in all of Meso-America. I was proud to tell my guide that we live near the northern-most ball court known, located at Wupatki National Monument just outside Flagstaff. Having never traveled much, he seemed to not be impressed.
Carvings of skulls on a wall in Chichen-Itza.
To say that things have changed in these 39 years is an understatement in the extreme. In 1977, the highway ran through the site and was located just to the right of El Castillo in this view. At that time, the admission price was 5 pesos or 25 American cents. (I did not remember it but I Googled, "Admission price, Chichen-Itza ruins, 1977" and found this 1977 travel article in the Chicago Tribune mentioning it - you've got to admit it is an amazing future we live in these days!). We paid 232 pesos per person this time (much devalued since 1977) or $11.60. Back then, we could climb El Castillo but is now off-limits since January 8, 2006 when a woman fell to her death while descending the pyramid.
This is called the Nunnery and much stucco is preserved on its façade.
Later in the morning, the sun came out to illuminate El Castillo.
It is a marvelous piece of architecture and is the second pyramid at this location. The other one is inside El Castillo! Stucco with colored paint would have made this a most impressive building during its occupation around 600 AD.
One of the many serpents with its tongue sticking out. We loved out time here but would highly recommend visiting in the early morning before the rush of people make it unbearable - 8,000 people on some days.
We spent New Years Eve in the colonial city of Valladolid. In 1977, our bus just passed by the church here and it left such an impression on me that I made a mental note to come back. It wasn't exactly how I had remembered it but here we can see a cresent moon and the planet Venus on the far right.
Street scene in Valladolid.
We got around on various kinds of First Class buses in the Yucatan. The three hour ride from Cancun to Merida was about $20 and included a bottle of chilled water. They has gender specific bathrooms and fully reclining seats.
Our last stop in the Yucatan Peninsula was the Mayan site of Tulum, located right on the coast of the Caribbean.
This is one of the interpretive signs found inside the site. They were very well rendered and this shows the site as it would have looked during its period of occupation. There were Maya living here when the Spanish sighted it in 1519 arriving from Cuba, thirsty for gold.
The architecture at Tulum displays this angled look.
This is the tallest building at the site and is called El Castillo (The Castle).
An impressive view can be had here looking out to the Caribbean.
An iguana lounges on a wall in the winter sun.
This is the northern and windward side where the waves crash into the island.
It was a nice place but definitely has been discovered.
Next stop was the colonial city of Merida, capital of the state of Yucatan. Mexico is a great bargain with the exchange rate right now and nice hotels like this were had for about $50 per night for two people.
Many of the colonial buildings are undergoing renovation. We saw a few modern buildings among the older ones - what a shame. But there is enough to see here to delight the traveler.
This was Helen's first visit to a Central American market and it was a good one! So many colorful items for sale and the vendor aisles are very lively.
These are habanero peppers which we saw everywhere for sale and added to many dishes here.
This is the southern start to the Paseo de Montejo, an elegant tree-lined boulevard that was developed during the henequen boom years in the late 19th century. Many of the former mansions have been turned into museums, offices, restaurants and nightclubs.
This is one of the old homes that is now a museum to the henequen boom in Merida.
We visited the Mayan Museum on the north end of town. It was far enough away that we didn't want to walk. So we took a public bus and got lost in the suburbs. We did however, find our way back to the Museum.
These chairs were developed in Merida and were meant to keep young lovers far enough apart to preclude hanky-panky while they could still gaze into each others eyes. These two are found in the main square near the church.
Next stop was the Mayan site of Chichen-Itza. This is a view of the Observatory from the doorway at the Hotel Mayaland outside the archaeological reserve.
We took a guided tour early the next morning as we stayed at the Hotel Villas Archaeologicas, just outside the entrance to the site. We were inside the reserve hours before the hordes arrived from Merida and Cancun.
This is the largest ball court in all of Meso-America. I was proud to tell my guide that we live near the northern-most ball court known, located at Wupatki National Monument just outside Flagstaff. Having never traveled much, he seemed to not be impressed.
Carvings of skulls on a wall in Chichen-Itza.
To say that things have changed in these 39 years is an understatement in the extreme. In 1977, the highway ran through the site and was located just to the right of El Castillo in this view. At that time, the admission price was 5 pesos or 25 American cents. (I did not remember it but I Googled, "Admission price, Chichen-Itza ruins, 1977" and found this 1977 travel article in the Chicago Tribune mentioning it - you've got to admit it is an amazing future we live in these days!). We paid 232 pesos per person this time (much devalued since 1977) or $11.60. Back then, we could climb El Castillo but is now off-limits since January 8, 2006 when a woman fell to her death while descending the pyramid.
This is the sinkhole or Sacred Cenote (Chen Ku) located to the north of the ruin. The Maya would throw sacrifices, even human ones, into the cenote to appeased the god Chaac.
In the center of the photo is the famous Chaac Mool of Chichen-Itza. In 1977, one could climb the steps and gaze at the site where human hearts were placed as soon as they were taken out of a victims chest. I remember staring at the Chaac Mool then and pondering its importance. I think I even sat on it then. A great description of the Chaac Mool can be read here.
In the south portion of the archaeological site are some wonderfully preserved glyphs.
Later in the morning, the sun came out to illuminate El Castillo.
It is a marvelous piece of architecture and is the second pyramid at this location. The other one is inside El Castillo! Stucco with colored paint would have made this a most impressive building during its occupation around 600 AD.
One of the many serpents with its tongue sticking out. We loved out time here but would highly recommend visiting in the early morning before the rush of people make it unbearable - 8,000 people on some days.
We spent New Years Eve in the colonial city of Valladolid. In 1977, our bus just passed by the church here and it left such an impression on me that I made a mental note to come back. It wasn't exactly how I had remembered it but here we can see a cresent moon and the planet Venus on the far right.
Street scene in Valladolid.
We got around on various kinds of First Class buses in the Yucatan. The three hour ride from Cancun to Merida was about $20 and included a bottle of chilled water. They has gender specific bathrooms and fully reclining seats.
Our last stop in the Yucatan Peninsula was the Mayan site of Tulum, located right on the coast of the Caribbean.
This is one of the interpretive signs found inside the site. They were very well rendered and this shows the site as it would have looked during its period of occupation. There were Maya living here when the Spanish sighted it in 1519 arriving from Cuba, thirsty for gold.
The architecture at Tulum displays this angled look.
This is the tallest building at the site and is called El Castillo (The Castle).
An impressive view can be had here looking out to the Caribbean.
An iguana lounges on a wall in the winter sun.
A final look at Tulum in late afternoon light. This is another site much changed since my last visit.
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