Belize

the fishing is great - baracuuuuuuda

without a hook or line....

typical old wooden home - Belize City

sea kayaking the Caribbean


our home at Glovers Reef for a week!




Lori gets a helping hand

floating down the Macal River

catching a nurse shark by hand (with dog help)

a couple of wahoo - great eating for sure!

First of all “sorry for the delay” in updating our travel site but Lori lost interest and it has taken me this long to find the dang kickstarter to get this computer started!
Belize was one of the few countries that we did not pass through on our way south, but we have been here before during a 2000 backpacking trip. Our remote border crossing was a breeze...just a stamp in the passport for the motos...but insurance is mandatory and expensive at 9 US dollars per day per moto! (a car only costs 6$ per day?) so we sat down with our insurance fellow and worked out the days we were going to ride and picked up 4 days worth...definitely on a schedule now! (Our first question was “How much does it cost if you get caught without insurance?”...the answer of 500 US wasn’t what we wanted to hear, thus the insurance!

Our first stop is the pretty village of San Ignacio where we pitched our tent and explored town. The next day we rented a canoe and paddled 15 kms of the Macal River...beautiful and our friends the giant Iguanas were still hanging around the large jungle trees. We got a little treat while we were gone in the form of a massive tropical rain storm that had our tent and down sleeping bags floating in 4 inches of water...NICE!
Needless to say the next day was spent trying to dry things out and visiting some of the locals...any time of the day is the right time for a Belekin (cerveza)...pretty laid back and super friendly are the words that come to mind!
Its a 6 hr (we move SSLLOOWWW) ride to the Sittee River via the gorgeous Hummingbird and Main South Hwy. One look around the bug infested jungle at Glovers Reef Hostel convinced us that camping was NOT a good idea and we grabbed a fantastic small cabina that sat on 25 foot poles and most importantly had a huge fan to blow those darn noseeums back into Guatemala! First job (only job!) on the agenda is to get the 650 running as it has been smoking, farting and backfiring its way across Belize. It took a while (fingers one foot long and ¼ inch across would help!) to get the carb off and completely dismantled after which we hiked the 5 kms to Hopkins Town where I found a fellow with a 50 year old compressor and cleaned the carb (one buck). Yes...we have success as it runs like new!
This place is super nice...folks are incredibly friendly and the local kids have “adopted us” so we spend the evenings relaxing on the deck with the fan blowing and watching some fantastic sunsets. The local owners tell us that one can still buy a riverfront lot for 10 thousand dollars but the prices are rising quickly..! We did some exploring of the area on our bikes and used the kayak on several streams before we headed out to Glovers Atoll (46 miles off shore) to spend 8 days on a remote 8 acre palm tree covered island. (one can buy island property at 99 thousand per acre)
We spent a fantastic 8 days enjoying our island (I say our island because for about 4 days we were the only tourists on the island) and Becky (the owner) moved us to a beautiful off-shore cabana (built in traditional style) from our tent (rain!) after she heard about our moto trip. Thank you Becky!
So relaxation is the word of the week...absolutely unreal snorkeling in the water surrounding the island (which is a world heritage site where fishing etc. is illegal unless you are an indigenous person)...huge rays, sharks and fish of every color and description floating through huge mountains of corral. We didn’t think it could get any better than this but some folks that had visited the Atoll prior to the hurricanes that hit Belize a few years ago said that the corral forests consisted of stag horn corral over 10 feet in height...none of which was left for us to see!
We also managed to get out fishing...incredible as we caught 20 plus pound King Mackerel, Barracuda etc. Every night the fish are cleaned on the islands dock and sharks (Sand, Black tip and Reef) flock around in 2 foot deep water to eat the fish entrails etc. So we had this idea of catching a shark without a hook...tied a rope onto a fish carcass and sure enough the shark would not let go of the fish until we drug it up on shore and Warren (owners son) and his trusty dog grabbed the 5 foot shark and held it up for photos before tossing it back in the ocean!
After a long boat ride through to Dandriga and back to Sittee River (rough and wet but we did manage to get a look at a rare sea manatee) we hit the road North. Another fantastic ride and we are chasing a huge black storm cloud across the rugged Maya mountains. Belize City is well known for its dangers and wouldn’t you know it...just as we pass the sign “Welcome to Belize City” (70,000 pop.) just before dark (4:30) in the rain...another flat!. At least we were only 5 m away from a army check and my tire changing skills (?) had the army fellows smiling if not outright laughing! There goes my last spare tube so we are not going anywhere until I get some extra tubes (and it's Sat. Night).
Picked up a room just at dark and spent a wonderful Sunday riding around Belize City. This really is a neat city...we love it! No downtown core at all so virtually all the buildings are one or two stories tall, made of wood and feature a very distinctive Belizean style (lots on stilts) that feature lots of open veranda and the brightest colors one can imagine! The streets are really narrow (no RV’s need apply!), rough and completely devoid of traffic. We can see why you may not want to wander about these parts after dark but today the folks are nothing but super friendly...relaxing everywhere...makes this city seem like a small town...wonderful!
One thing that is interesting is that Belize is totally shut-down on Sundays, which is very different from most of the countries we have visited!
For our final day in Belize we headed north through parkland to the Mexican border near Santa Ellena (after picking up tubes (only took us about 3 hrs to figure out where to buy tubes!) and surviving horrendous overnight rain storm(s)) We were surprised to see how much garbage was thrown about in the Parks...every side-road was literally a garbage dump...getting close to Mexico are we?

So what did we think of Belize? First of all the people are absolutely fantastic (what is funny is that during our 2000 visit we had a tough time dealing with the locals)...in this country black, colored and white people all live together and to at least our eyes, live more in peace here than any place we have ever visited. Maybe we can all learn something from these beautiful people!
Belize is expensive...and if it is expensive for us, it is sad to think of how tough it is on the locals, which for the most part are relatively poor. Many people we talked to said that they were going to have to leave Belize (most head to Guatemala) because they simply could not afford Belize.
Lastly...do not visit Belize during the rainy season!

Guatemala

Viva Guatemala!!! Its a gorgeous day as we roll down the road past Honduras customs and into the Guatemalan customs some 20 km down the road. Should be the usual easy crossing...but no...it seems that we must ride the port city of Puerto Barrio to get the bike paperwork completed then return to the border crossing to finish the job. Like they say...in these countries if you can get one meaningful thing done in a day consider it a job accomplished! So this ends up being officially the longest border crossing (and we have crossed 28 borders) to date with a recorded 3.5 hrs. to get into Guatemala legally! (however every one was really nice and Puerto Barrio was not the usual crappy port city!)
For the return leg we are riding up the eastern border of Guatemala towards Tikal and then entering Belize. First stop on the agenda is the pretty village of Rio Dulce...yes this feels like rural Guatemala as vendor stalls crowd the roads while smoking diesel trucks roar in and out of people, vehicles dogs etc. with horns blaring and loud latino music blaring...welcome HOME. We spent our time in Rio exploring Spanish forts (ruins), town itself and took a boat down the Rio Dulce river to the Garifuna village of Livingstone on the Caribbean coast. That was an eye opener...firstly the town is super clean and secondly those rasta types definitely have hustling (dollars out of tourists!) down to a fine art! After falling victim to one such hustler Lori and I smartened up and just ignored them totally!
Our plans were t head into the mountains but non-stop torrential downpours had us changing our mind and we headed north with a really relaxing stay at the Finca (ranch) Ixobel (we had heard of this place as a must visit during our 2000 visit) and it didn`t disappoint!
The roads are easy to ride with little traffic and virtually no speed bumps (topes) so the ride to Tikal was fantastic. We visited the large ancient city of Tikal during our 2000 visit but I have always wanted to camp at Tikal so that is exactly what we did. Although we really both enjoyed our two day stay there is something to be said for leaving great memories alone. A lot has changed at Tikal since our last visit...changes that make sense in terms of protecting this beautiful site...but take away from some of the magic we felt back in 2000. For instance one is not allowed to climb up onto the pyramids...they now have wooden stairs and small platforms where one can view the ruins from up high.
Tikal is rather unique in that it not only contains some of the largest un-earthed Mayan ruins but the site is full of bird and animal species that are all but extirpated from the rest of Guatemala.
So now it is time to head into Belize...a rather interesting road as the road condition steadily deteriorates as we near he border and the last 25 km is a limestone mud (thank god it wasn`t raining or we might still be there!!) mess that is currently under reconstruction. Obviously trade between Belize and Guatemala is non-existent and the border crossing is nice and tranquil. (In fact Guatemalan`s lay claim to Belize saying that it is part of Guatemala)
Guatemala is a really great country...people tend to be rather quiet (probably because a good number of the people in the rural areas we travelled are Indigenous folks) but kind and friendly. The country really seems to be getting its act together economically although aid organizations claim that Guatemala along with Brasil have the greatest disparity between the rich and poor out of all of the latin countries.) This probably does not bode well for this country in the long run but the president is working hard to increase the middle income families in Guatemala. Guatemala is very clean and although we did not run into a single problem with crime, residents and tourists have endless stories of theft and more serious kidnappings (most of which appear to occur in the vicinity of Guatemala City (which we were surprised to learn is the largest city in Central America)

Honduras going home

tire repairs on the road - always good for drawing a crowd

Welcome back to Honduras...the border is its usual chaotic mess of bureaucracy and today we have to deal with a money lender who tried to rip us off (the old inaccurate calculator trick!) until Lori put him in his place! Although we have heard that he guidelines regarding immigration have changed in Central America the bike paperwork seemed close to the same as when we were riding south.
Our original plan for Honduras was to take some new roads to the north-east coast and spend some beach time before heading into Guatemala. Our ride to the east coast was quick as the weatherman kept us good and wet.
The scenery here is very different than Nicaragua with tall mist covered mountains where we actually ended up wearing all our cold weather and rain gear. The capital of Honduras (Tegucigalpa) is well known as a dangerous run-down city and ``run by gangs`according to `paranoid planet`(aka Lonely Planet). The ride around the perimeter of this rather colorful and beautiful city was something we will always remember. The roads were in total disrepair...at several points we were riding in the wrong lanes (or else the oncoming traffic was in the wrong lanes!...who can tell!), the road changed from 4 land blacktop to single lane rutted, rock blasted gravel in several places at at one point a stream flowed across the road and hundreds of people were washing their laundry in the middle of the Hwy! All this and a total lack of signs...we definitely breathed a sigh of relief as we cleared the city!
We really didn`t have the luxury of really enjoying the gorgeous scenery as I was in a little pain after doing a good slide down the rain drenched Hwy. A dog jumped in front of me and took out my front wheel and I was very lucky to escape serious injury when I slid towards the ditch instead of oncoming traffic! A few new battle scars was nothing compared to what might have been...someone is looking after us!
However the fun for the day wasn`t over as we entered the large city of San Pedro Sula (another one of those places you really don`t want to be!) at dark and were unable to find a place to sleep. Nothing to serious except I do not have a headlight...good thing the police and drivers don`t care if you have no lights after dark! We did eventually find a `no-star`(actually Lori rated it as a -5 star)
We eventually made it to the beaches of the sleepy little fishing village of Omao... a very nice relaxing place to spend a couple of days! Life revolves around the beach, dock and fishing just off shore. The beaches themselves are looking a little rough after this years hurricane season which is probably the reason that there were no tourists. We managed to keep busy exploring the beaches and enjoying cheap food and beer as well as well as checking out the impressive Spanish ruins of the Fortaleza de Omao. To top it off we finally got some sun and gorgeous sunsets...this definitely rates as one of the places we really enjoyed in Honduras.
So now that we have been through Honduras twice what are our thoughts....people are really friendly (although we did have some problems in central Honduras on the way south) and helpful...the cities are pretty rough with lots poverty, and general chaos. We found that there really is not a lot to do in Honduras...the Bay Is. seem to be the big attraction but the cities are not enjoyable to visit like those in Nicaragua. The countryside is very beautiful...lots of mountains and everything is really green.
Next stop....GUATEMALA!

Nica Nicaragua

Lori relaxing at the beautiful and tranquille Lago Apoyo

Monkey Hut Hostal on Laguna Apoyo...one very enjoyable place to spend some time swimming in the bathtub warm, clear freshwater, hiking and kayaking.

One of the hundreds of fantastic old doorways in historic Leon

Gorgeous cathedrals to go along with the doorways..Leon Nicaragua

It's the end of October...rainy season is pounding us so its time to roll north and see if Nicaragua is a little drier than Costa Rica. Reaching the only road accessed border crossing between Costa Rica and Nicaragua we are reminded of why we through S American folks were more friendly than people in Central America. Firstly the money changers pulled the old “calculator” (incorrect addition) trick on us (but got caught), then we were run through the usual border crossing bureaucracy..a far cry from the free crossings and hearty welcome to our country that we got in SA!
Our first stop is the beautiful Laguna Apoyo...a volcanic crater lake that we spent a few days at back in March. Today the dry, leafless forests of March are gorgeous in a coat of green that comes with the rainy (green) season. What a wonderful place to relax, hike, kayak, swim (bathtub warm, crystal clear water!) Sleeping on the wharf we were treated to a impressive show of lightening every night (not to mention sore backs...my back does not like laying on planks all night!) The people here are so friendly and I needed their help when I strayed off course during a hike and ended up hiking for about 20 km’s through jungle, villages and a combination of dirt tracks and tarmac roads. The hike through the dark revealed hundreds of bats (all sizes and shapes) and fireflies.
After three days on the lake its the first of Nov and time to move on...today we ride to Leon and I figure that it should take no longer than 3 hrs to travel the 130 kms. Wrong-o! We end up having to ride in the capital city of Nicaragua (Managua) and I can tell you that we are NOT impressed! Even though Leon is a city of over 100,000 souls their is not a single sign and at least 15 branches in the road. To compound the problem Managua lies on a plain that is as flat as a board...to mountains to guide one about! First of all we get stopped by the police for riding about 20 feet the wrong way down a one way street (what is a offense here is considered standard MC operating procedure in S America!) After a long argument and lots of whining (in decidedly crappy Spanglish!) by us we are set free. Then..just as we break free of the city (yes!!!) three cops jump out on the road and flag us down...I am accused of passing on a single line and speeding. This one time I am definitely innocent and protest strongly...to which the police say “yes we believe you..here is your papers back...but its Lori who was actually speeding and passing dangerously! They show us a book...with driving offenses in it...around 100 US for the supposed infractions...no f’ing way and after a “Mexican standoff” of about a half hour we get our papers back and continue on (through 35 degree heat!) Now to really add insult to injury two farm tractors that we passed before we entered Managua actually passed us while we were arguing with the police!!
Not to worry...we are in Leon before dark and grab a fantastic hostal for 12 bucks per night. Leon is a really neat historic city with some spectacular cathedrals and a very laid back friendly atmosphere! We spent our first day exploring the many sights in town then booked a two day hike into Volcan Telica with Quetzeltrekkers..a group that completes treks where all the money goes to helping street kids in Nicaragua. There was only three of us on the hike and ironically Heather, (the third person) works as a firefighter for the Vanderhoof Forest District and knows Rob and Jason Moore. We make a pretty good group along with our guides (guias) Trevor and Claudio..a pretty and easy hike to the crater after which we lay around and BS in the alpine area forgetting one of the golden rules of camping...get your tent up as soon as you arrive (especially if you are not familiar with the tent in question). Well guess what..we ended up tossing up the crap tent in the middle of a torrential rainstorm...one fun night of sleep with three of us in a leaking tent laying on a quarter inch thick piece of foam...ugh! So much for bitchin...a good hike and tomorrow we head to Honduras!!!