We had our first big blow yesterday afternoon – hard, brief rain, but mostly gale-force winds – as a cold front swept in out of the north. Brr! Actually slept with a blanket on overnight…
Since it was still relatively cool (71 degrees) this morning, we decided to check out the Cerros Maya ruins, and I even talked Ray into going on foot along the trail instead of driving. When he got his machete out, I realized why – because it’d be a chance to finally use it for something other than slicing citrus fruit in our Florida back yard. 🙂
Bill next door – and his machete, too, so I guess it’s actually warranted – kindly offered to take us to the main trail head. Along the way he showed us what poisonwood looks like (oh, good – another thing to avoid in Belize) and explained the Mayan Bay Estates development plan nearby (pictured). No houses there yet, but a canal to the sea and a lagoon for a marina are in place. We walked along the road you can see at the back side of the lagoon (and where that road begins is our road in and out; the cluster of houses out here on the bay, including ours, is just out of the image at bottom left). Oh, and by the way, the lagoon is where Bill suspects the big crocodile that’s sometimes out in the bay has taken up residence (oh good – I am so glad to know that).
Anyway, with a point in the right direction and a few precautionary words, Bill left us, and off we went down this trail.
Okay, then. After some close quarters initially (ie, perfect if you’re hobbit-sized), the trail eventually widened and got closer to the water.
Oh yeah, we also found an “ancient alien turtle skull” (I know, we’ve watched too much SyFy Channel) and a gi-hugeous (that’s for Luke) grasshopper (dead).
Then on and on, tramping through the undergrowth, with Ray of course sweeping the machete ahead of him for spiderwebs and happily hacking away on any obstructing vines and palm fronds, and finally we arrived at the back end of the Cerros Maya ruins.