Cole had the genius idea to ride the Route of the Hiawatha when his Mom was visiting. I got to tag along. The weather was perfect.
These are pictures from the course of the trip that were taken with my iPhone. Thank you Jeff and Joseph for hanging out with me for a month. Good times.
We spent a night at each of those places and did some biking in between. Our trip was coming to an end.
We started the day in the mountain town of La Fortuna we ended up on the Caribbean coast in Cahuita thanks to a bus and 100k of riding.
Cahuita was a quant little town, and after spending a night there and taking a stroll in the nearby national park we decided to spend new years eve in the nearby town of Puerto Viejo.
After one action-packed night in Puerto Viejo that seemed like two in my memory due to how action-packed it was, we hit the road again, bumbled our way across the border into Panama, spent a night in the port town of Almirante and then grabbed a boat to the resort destination of Bocas del Toro.
We left the Pacific Ocean at Coco and biked to Liberia and hopped on a bus to Upala, near the border of Nicaragua. We had been told that Rio Celeste was a very blue river worth checking out and Joseph had been talking about wanting to go to La Fortuna for a long time.
After swimming in a hot river we discovered that La Fortuna is a very popular city with white people. Ziplines and mini-golf are mandatory. We promptly left.
We spent the greater part of a day trying to follow the coast from Samara. Our lovely dirt road turned into a rather hellish mixture of a much rougher dirt road combined with lots of traffic.
Dust was everywhere.
I could not imagine what it would be like to live there. We hightailed it out on a bus to Nicoya to meet up with our old friend, pavement.
Pictures from the first several days of a month spent bicycle touring through Costa Rica (mostly) and Panama (less so) in December and January. We did about 750 miles in total.
Jeff wrote about the trip ***here*** .
The day we were riding into one of the largest Mayan sites in Middle America, Tikal, my camera that I had bought right before this trip quit working. Several hours were spent trying to fix this to no avail.
The rest of the trip consisted of
On New Years Eve we stopped at the Mayan site Xunantunich, near the Belize/Guatemala border.
Xunantunich’s name means “Stone Woman” in the Maya language (Mopan and Yucatec combination name), and, like many names given to Maya archaeological sites, is a modern name; the ancient name is currently unknown.
If you ever go to Hopkins I would advise against staying at the Kismet Inn, despite their abundant and enticing homemade signs.
Groceries were actually a bit expensive in Belize and we were happy to be sold some ‘well-baked’ meat pies for 50 cents out of a 5-gallon bucket from a local as we were leaving.
We road about 20 miles to Dangriga and took a bus back to Belmopan, stayed the night there, and then headed for the border of Guatemala the next day.
We rode from Belize City to the capital, Belmopan. The roads in Belize were way more rugged that what were were on in Mexico. The scenery reminded me of western North Carolina, with palms replacing the deciduous trees.
After a night in Belmopan we went back east on the Hummingbird Highway, probably the most picturesque riding of the trip. Relatively hilly at first, then you are in a valley passing numerous small villages. Lots of locals were hanging out near the highway. We probably hollered at a few hundred people. At the advice of a local we rode to Hopkins, a small town on the beach.
We woke up beside the ocean. We snorkeled. It rained. We slept in a hotel. We left for Belize City on a boat the next day.