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Cindie's Costa Rica #1 Journal
La Cruz
to Rancho Mastatal, Costa Rica
(February 21 - March 14, 2003)

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Feb 21 La Cruz - Liberia.  It was hard to get moving today we were pretty worn out from yesterday's ride.  We started riding at about 8:15 am, a late start.  It seemed to heat up quickly.  It was definitely nice riding, rolling hills and wide open spaces.  Since it is the dry season hills were covered with tall dry grasses. We could see volcanic peaks in the distance.  We noticed a lack of local cyclists in this area.  In 60 kilometers, we went through three police check points.  They were not really interested in what we were carrying, I think they were looking for illegals from Nicaragua.

In Guatemala, Honduras, and Nicaragua we usually saw locals riding along the road and there was a little store every kilometer or so.  Here we saw no one on bicycles and we did see a store for the last 30 kilometers.  The sign said Liberia 1 km but we still did not see any buildings, the traffic had increase but there were no little restaurants on the side of the road.  Tim and I were both really hot, I felt like we were riding in Phoenix, Arizona in June.  Then I saw a Burger King sign and Tim thought that I was teasing him.  There it was on the corner, a huge food court with Burger King, Church's Chicken and Papa Johns.  We walked into the air conditioned building exhausted.  The first thing I said to Tim was, "I think we have just landed in California".  We order the grande (large) everything and sat down to cool off.  We were both very hot, I do not think I could have pedaled another stroke.  Later I found out that it was 39 C at noon.

We stayed at Hotel Liberia.  I had a hard time finding a hotel with a bed big enough for Tim and space for the bikes.  We are storing our bikes in the court yard.   We are paying C4000 a night.  Tomorrow is a horse show, parade, and a bull run (whatever that is).  I love parades so I am happy to be in town for this. 

60 km
Feb 22 Liberia.  I watched the parade of the bulls at around 12:00 today.   The parade started with a band followed by dancing heads (like the ones in Antigua, Guatemala), a group of horses, the bulls, and then another group of horses.  The horses present were Quarter Horse, Arabian, Andalusian, Thorobred and Tipica (a locally bred horse).  We met Robert and Jonathan from England.  We decided to go to the horse parade and 6:00 PM and then to the running of the bulls at 9:00 PM.  The horse parade did not start until 7:30 PM.  At least 1,000 horses were paraded through the streets.  Whole families were riding their own horse with the youngest strapped in on his or her own horse and tethered to mom or dad.  Horse and rider danced down the street.  It seemed that more people were on horses then on the ground.  We walked down to the fair grounds and could not believe the crowd.  There were discos set up, food booths and bars where you could ride up with your horse and have a drink. We went to the bull ring and bought tickets for the running of the bulls for C500.  Just when the event was about to begin the electricity went out and the show was cancelled.  
Feb 23 Liberia.  We spent a lot of time trying to post the web page today.   We are still having difficulty posting the web page.  Again I watched the parade of the bulls.  Tim and I went to the running of the bulls with a couple from Canada, Carol and Ron.  This time the tickets were C1000 for a good seat in the shade.  It was worth it to get out of the sun, the high temp of the day has been 43C.  

Men started to gather within the ring.  Everyone was waiting for the first bull to come out.  The bull came out with a rider on top, as the rider is trying to stay on the bull, men on the ground are teasing it and the bull is chasing anyone who got to close.  People would hang near the walls of the ring and climb up into the bleachers if a bull came running by.  I found it exciting to watch the bull chase someone and then they would barely get away.  Then it happen, we knew this was coming.  The bull actually caught someone and grinded him into the ground with his forehead.  I was relieved to see the guy get up and walk away.  After this, the horsemen lassoed the bull and guided him out of the ring.  In the mean time more and more men are showing up and venders are selling beer to these guys.  As time when on and some men obviously became to impaired to be out there thing got a little hairy.   One guy was obviously too drunk and when the bull ran for him he just stood there.   The bull flung him in the air and when he landed he charge him again.  The drunk was pulled out of the ring by a couple of men around him.  Brutal.  Things went down hill from there with this particular bull, he took out at least four more men before he was removed from the field.  By this time my stomach is queasy and we elect to leave before the end of the running of the bulls.  It seemed to me that it was more like running of the men.  The only thing you need to get into the ring is a lot of machismo.

 
Feb 24 Liberia - Playa Tamarindo.  We set out today at 6:00 am.  We wanted to beat the heat the best we could.  We covered 40 kilometers in the first 2 hours, we were pretty heavily loaded with at least 10 days worth of food.  We arrived in Playa Tamarindo at 11:00 am.  We quickly found a few Americans in town and a place to camp.  The beach is beautiful.  Finally a beach day.  Camping at the south end of Playa Tamarindo was C2000 per night for two people. We had access to clean showers and toilets.

Off to the beach for the first time, the water is the perfect temperature, not to cold, you could spend hours in the water without getting cold.   We met Todd from California and Erin and Shane from Georgia at camp.  Todd started his trip in California at about the same time we did.  He has been on the road in his Eurovan for the last 11 months.  The Eurovan is a great traveling vehicle.   It has a refrigerator, stove and a comfortable place to sleep.

70 km
Feb 25 Playa Tamarindo.  Found the surfers today, the waves look great.   You can tell the locals from the foreigners.  The foreigners are burnt to a crisp.  We tried to post the web page today and ran into more problems.  
Feb 26 Playa Tamarindo. We need to decide whether to go to Montezuma at the end of the peninsula with Todd, (he offered us a ride).  Or ride from here down the coast along secluded beaches.  The real issue is having enough water to camp.  We are oscillating between which way to go.  It is not often we get offered a ride.  We decided to ride our bikes down the coast on dirt roads from Playa Tamarindo to Playa Samara and then on to Nicoya.  We decided to keep riding, once my sister arrives from Alaska on March 11, we plan to put the bikes away for two weeks.  So we decided to ride while we could.  We spent the rest of the day packing.  We plan on getting up at 4:00 am and on the road by 6:00 am.  
Feb 27 Playa Tamarindo - Playa Largosta.  The road toward Playa Tamarindo was washboard in places but still relatively flat.  We are in a dry tropical forest and since it is the dry season nearly everything is brown.  As we were riding along Tim saw a bird about 250 meters in front of us.  He asked me if I thought it was a chicken.  We were in the middle of nowhere and the bird was pretty large but still I assumed it was a rooster.  As we got closer to the bird we both realized it was not a rooster but some kind of eagle.  He hopped to the side of the road and up on a fence post.  He was beautiful.  He had a white head and a short beak.  His wings were white and his underbelly was a light gray.  He had yellowish eyes.  He was so close to us we could practically touch him.  Of course when Tim pulled out the camera he flew off.

We missed the turn towards Playa Tamarindo and ended up riding into Pariso.  Just as we got to the soccer field, Tim's front tire blew.  The Lempira note that we used to boot the hole in Tim's front tire had ripped through.  We spent about 20 minutes fixing it and cooling off in the shade.  It was starting to get hot.   We asked a local if we could get water in the next town of Venado.  He said yes, so we choose not to carry any extra water.  The local man directed us to a short cut to the road to Playa Tamarindo.  We search for the turn and never did find it, so we backtracked 3 km and found the original turn we missed.  The riding was pleasant and the road was covered in shade.  We came to the small town of Venado and stopped at a house near the soccer field.  We went up to the front porch to knock on the door.  We found a very large pig and a very small puppy sleeping together on the front porch.  Of course Tim pulled out his camera and again the two sleepy animals ran off.  Another missed photo.  We then went to a store and were told that their was no water at all in town.  The women gave us 5 liters but did not have any to spare.  She suggested that we ride 2 more kilometers to find more water.   Down the road we came across another house and another women gave us 5 more liters of water.  We then started down towards the beach. By this time it 1:00 in the afternoon and very hot.  We finally made it to the beach and asked a local man where we could camp on the beach.  This is when we met Luis Alberto.  He invited us up to his house to camp. His house was just above the water and had a beautiful view of the ocean.  He bought us a couple of beers which really relaxed me and before I knew it I was in the hammock sleeping.  We spoke with Luis and his employee for hours, in Spanish.  The house belonged to Finca Monte Mar, and was a type of guest house on the beach.  They were out of water as well.  The pump for the water system in the area had gone down 3 days earlier.  Luckily, they had a well on site so we had water to take a shower.

We slept inside the house on the floor, the room with three beds was reserved for three fisherman.  We got up at 5:30 am and were out the door by 7:15 am.

48 km

dirt

Feb 28 Playa Largosta - Playa Nosara.  The road started up hill immediately, my legs did not even have a chance to warm up.  Up and down the drainage we road.  This was a lot tougher riding the yesterday.  The road was filled with river rock and was very loose in places.  At one point we road down a very step hill crossed a stream and road up the other side.  The road was so steep that I could not ride up it.  Tim pedaled on to the top and came back for me.  I was exhausted   so we took a break at the top.  The day was getting hot again so we had to keep moving.  Again we went down a steep hill crossed over a creek and when I turned the corner to see the hill we had to go up I wanted to sit down and cry.  At this point I wished we had taken the ride from Todd.  I barely could get up the hill and again Tim pedaled on.  This time the hill was to steep and long even for Tim.   He had to stop about 3/4 of the way up too.  This is when he came back for me.   I did not know where he got all this energy, I was falling apart.  He helped me push my bike up to the top of the hill and then went back and rode his bike to the top of the hill.  We had to push on because it was getting hotter.

We followed the signs to Playa Nosara.  We stopped at Panchos Restaurant and Market, a new place, and had a hamburger and fries.  We met a couple of Americans who were living down there.   They said they loved the place, then they added that we should not leave our belongings unattended.  We camped at a beautiful beach but I felt so tied to our stuff that we did not get up and walk around much.  We decided to push on to Playa Samara where we could stay in a campground.

38 km

dirt

March 1 Playa Nosara - Playa Samara.  We got up at 4:30 am and were on the road by 6:00 am.  The road was flat and maintained better.  In places it was actually paved.  It was a pleasant flat ride that meandered between small towns and finca.  A big change from yesterday's ride.  We made it to Playa Samara in 2.5 hours.  We arrived in town and had breakfast on the beach. The beach was already crowded with Ticos (Costa Ricans).  We found a campground called Cocos and paid C2000 for the night.  The campground was full of Ticos, they had their tents, cook stoves and coolers out.  This is the first time we have seen locals camping.  We met some local college students who spoke fluent English.  They warned us to watch our belongs.  Natalie had a bathing suit stolen off the line by their tent.

Bikinis are in for women and long shorts are in for men.  Everyone had the latest fashion.   We went to the internet and met Daryl and Rosario.  They also have a  mountain bike rental (Bike Costa Rica).  They gave us a T-shirt when they found out we rode from Arizona. .

25 km

dirt

March 2 Playa Samara.  We spent the day doing laundry and staying out of the sun. Tim tried to connect at the internet and no luck.  Daryl had a full bike shop and he let Tim clean our dust covered bikes, true our wheels and lube the chains..   While he was there a group of people came in for some bike work, they were doing an adventure race that started at 3:00 am.  One girl forgot her cleats, so Daryl gave her his.  
March 3 Playa Samara.  Rented a boogie board today.  Had a lot of fun in the surf.  Tim was getting the hang of it before we finished. We rented the boogie board for C500 an hour.  We spent the remainder of the evening packing. (the only thing that gets old when traveling).  
March 4 Playa Samara - Nicoya.  We were up early and on the road at 6:15 am. We had a short ride to Nicoya.  We climbed and descended numerous steep hills.   In the morning the wildlife is out in full force.  We saw monkeys in the trees and flocks of parrots flying along.  We stopped for our early lunch and a puppy from across the street joined us.  He was so cute, I could have taken him home.

We had 10 kilometers to go to Nicoya.  We were traveling along at a good pace when all of a sudden Tim yelled, "Oh Shit!".  He then said, "did you see what I just run over", I looked back, my stomach got queasy when I saw a three foot iguana laying there.  An iguana had jumped out in front of Tim, so fast he did not even have time to stop or swerve, I was drafting off of him so I did not see him either.  We both ran over him.  He was such a big guy, yet I barely felt him under my wheel.  We kept our eyes open the rest of day.

36 km
March 5 Nicoya - Playa Naranjo - Puntarenas.  We were up early today because we knew we had a long ride to the ferry terminal and we knew we would be traveling on dirt roads.  We were on the road at 5:30 am, our earliest yet.  Again, the animals were out, monkeys in the trees and birds singing everywhere.

The road was hilly but not steep, we covered 20 kilometers in the first hour.  We meandered through farm land and tropical jungle.  This time of year it looks more like fall, the huge leaves on some of the trees have turned brown and fallen to the ground.  Except for about 15 kilometers of dirt, the ride was pleasant all the way.  We arrived at the ferry terminal at 9:30am and had to wait until the 12:50 ferry.  Since we were on bikes we were charged C1300 each rather than C650 for adults,  We rode our bikes to the front of the ferry.  This boat was very similar to the ferries we road around the San Juan Islands (northwestern US) during our honeymoon. The ferry ride was smooth and we even had an air conditioned room to sit in.  This is our sixth boat ride on our trip so far. 

We arrived in Puntarenas at about 2:30 PM.  Puntarenas is a rough and tumble port town.  We looked at least 7 places to stay before we chose a room.  The cheap hotels were sleazy and pretty dirty, while the more expensive ones were clean and always up stairs.  We settled on Pension Montemar for C4000 for the night.  We stored our bicycles in a separate room. 

74 km

15 km  dirt

March 6 Puntarenas.  We are in search of FrontPage XP today.  We think that an upgrade in software may alleviate our problem with posting the web page.   Funny, Costa Rica has not embraced the internet like other Latin American countries. The only place we have found internet is in the tourist areas.  In Puntarenas, a regular town, we had to search high and low to find an internet cafe.  We looked for FrontPage XP and only found the Spanish version. We are off to Jaco tomorrow  
March 7 Puntarenas - Jaco.  We left our hotel at 5:45 this morning the first 15 km were flat.  I am glad that it is early because the road off the peninsula is narrow.  We met up with a local biker as we left the peninsula and he rode with us for a while.  He warned us of a long uphill climb into Jaco.  The roads are in terrible shape, pot holes, large drop offs, and narrow roads.

In my opinion, Costa Rica has the most vehicles and the worst roads in Central America.  The drivers do not have the patience that we have seen in other parts of Latin America.  More than one driver has dusted us with dirt as they peeled out in front of us rather than wait for us to go by.   We even had a tractor trailer pull out in front of us and try to turn, only to get hung up on our side of the road.  He could of easily picked another route, through a big parking lot, that did not impede our travel and stop traffic in both directions.

Once we got on the main road to Jaco the road improved greatly.  The pavement was new and there was enough room for us to ride.  After climbing for the morning we descended into a valley and crossed a river, full of crocodiles, large crocodiles.   Yikes.  I am not camping just anywhere anymore.  As we were leaving the area, I saw two scarlet macaws fly by, they were huge.  I was waiting for them to land but they never did.  The vegetation changed when we crossed the river, the seems more humid and the hills are greener than on the Nicoya Peninsula.  Another 5 minutes down the road we saw another pair of scarlet macaws, Tim tried to take a picture, but they only look like a dot, not the brilliant red they are.

The climb just before Jaco was awful.  It was 9:00 am but we were very very hot.   I had to stop about half way up because I was over heating, our water was getting low and the top of the hill was no where in sight.  After a good rest we made it to the top and into the town of Jaco.  Jaco is a typical beach town with a lot of English speaking people.  We could even find the New York Times.  At first glance it seems that Jaco is a mix of surfers, retirees, and spring breakers.

We are staying in Camping Hicaco, the place is a bit of a dump, I hate to be negative but the bathrooms are scary.  We are paying C1300 per person.  The only redeeming value of this place is that there is a place to lock up our belongs.

73 km
March 8 Jaco.  Checked out town and the beach today.  This is definitely a surfer town and since it is the weekend people are pouring into town.   We hung out in camp today.  We really do not like to get into the sun when we do not need to.  We have been biking for almost 11 months now and I have what I would call a biker tan.  When I wear a bathing suit I get the funniest looks,  Yes my thighs are white.  Went for a sunset swim. We met a Dutch cyclist today, he is riding down the coast towards Panama.  
March 9 Manual Antonio.  We caught the 6:30 bus for Quepos, we stopped at every little bus stop along the way.  It cost C500 per person the 1.5 hour ride.   We arrived in Quepos at 8:00 am and caught the 8:30 bus to Manual Antonio it cost C90 per person.  We paid US $7.00 to get in the National Park.  We did a small loop around a peninsula and really did not see much wild life, it was 9:00 am and it was already hot.  We hiked over to the 4th beach, and sat and had lunch.  We sat amongst the hermit crabs, they were everywhere.  As we walked towards the other side of the beach we saw at least three large iguanas, all doing the male territorial dance (they pump their heads up and down real fast, similar to the way a lizard does).  We met up with some American tourists who had their own guide, he was showing them a group of bats that were hanging from a near by tree, I would have walked right past them.  I asked them if they had seen a sloth, they said no, I said I was hoping we would get lucky and see one.  We walked another 10 feet and the guide said look here and there was a sloth hanging from a tree.  He was barely moving.  The guide identified him as male from the black streak on his back.  He also said that the sloth can hang from the same branch for 5-7 hours.

We then walked on to the mirador (look out).  On the way there we met up with some other tourists who had spotted another sloth, she was obviously female because she did not have a black streak down her back.  She moved around a lot more.  It is hard to describe a sloth,  in this case a photo is worth 1,000 words.

Near the fourth beach we also saw white faced monkeys who obviously are use to human.   At the end of the day we took a swim in the water.  The water was much warmer then other areas we have swam in.  Overall I think this is a good park to visit, we saw wildlife, swam at the beach and did some hiking.  If you have the money I think a guide would be helpful at pointing out wildlife or you could just walk right by it.   Went back to Jaco and went for a sunset swim.  We met a French-Canadian cyclist today, he road 140 km today in the heat, impressive.

 
March 10 Jaco.  We tried to do laundry but our cloths did not come out as clean as I would have liked.  We were going to rent a boogie board today but they wanted C2000 for just an hour.  A bit expensive. We started packing in the evening.  

Our plans for the next two weeks are to meet my sister Cherie and nephew James from Alaska, and tour parts of Costa Rica we would not normally go to on our bikes.  After my sister leaves we intend to start riding again towards Panama, we still have not picked the route we will take.

 
March 11 Jaco - Rancho Mastatal.  We left Jaco at 5:30 am.  Immediately we discovered that we did not have enough water, we stopped at a resort and filled up our bottles.  Luckily, the tap water is potable in Costa Rica.  It makes times like this a lot easier.  It was 35 kilometers to the turnoff to the ranch.  I originally thought that it was only 23 kilometer.  We turned onto a dirt road, took a wrong turn, rode around for an hour, Tim had to come and help me up a steep hill, found out we were on the wrong road, started down the right road, and then we rode for 10 minutes and Tim got a flat.  The day was starting to look challenging.  As we (more like Tim) were fixing the flat a truck drove by and we flagged him down.  I thought that we only had 30 kilometers to go to the ranch and it turned out to be closer to 50.   The two guys who picked us up were not from this area so we asked where the ranch was at every little store.  It was interesting to see that they got the same crazy directions that we get.  Bad directions are a common occurrence here in Latin America.  The scenery to Rancho Mastatal was beautiful, it would have not been as beautiful if we had to ride.  The hills were constant and the road rocky.  We picked up a young boy on his bike and dropped him off at his house further down the road.  The two Costa Ricans who drove us to the ranch were extremely friendly and even gave us a couple of watermelons when they left.  We gave them a tip for gas money and they were off down the road.   Today I think that our flat tire actually helped us along more than it hurt.

We arrived at Rancho Mastatal at around 11:00 am and lunch was at 12:30.  Before we arrived at the ranch Tim (one of the owners) told us that the ranch was full because they were running a building work shop.  We really did not know what that was but we thought we could work around it.  The building workshop was with a group from an alternative building school in Vermont.  The students were from all over the United States.  A greet bunch of people working as architects or soon to be architects.  There were also volunteers at the ranch who assisted in building other parts of the ranch and also helped with feeding the massive crew of approximately 31 people.  The place was like a busy bee hive with the sounds of construction everywhere.  We can not say we were not warned, we were. 

Cherie and James are suppose to arrive at 1:00 am.  So I am setting my alarm to get up and meet them.

35 km.

50 km ride.

March 12 Rancho Mastatal.  Cherie and James were suppose to arrive at 1:00 am.  I woke up at 12:30 am and heard a car drive up the road and I knew it was them.  I was still half asleep when I started up the trail towards the front gate and the truck, I rubbed my left eye and out popped my contact.  Now I was running down the path half blind and half asleep.  Stumbling all the way, hoping their were not any snakes in my path.  They arrived in a huge commotion and I had to quiet everyone down before we went back to the camp site because other people were camping with us.  It took us some time to calm down from all the excitement, we had not seen each other in a year.

We all got up late and had breakfast at the ranch.  We had fresh made yogurt, papaya, watermelon and fresh home made bread.  James met a local girl who's name is Anya.  Anya and her family live next door to Rancho Mastatal and all are employed at the Rancho one way or the other.

We went down to the swimming hole and saw a group of three Grisons, an animal that is shaped like a weasel and has the markings of a skunk, it is also a rare creature to see.  Cherie and James saw a peccary, while swimming and a cane toad and a common anole at the ranch.  In the evening Cherie and I went birding and we saw a White-fronted Parrot and Chestnut-mandibled Toucan.  My first toucan.  We scheduled a guided hike for the next day.

 
March 13 Rancho Mastatal.  We got up early and went on a guided hike around the Rancho Mastatal property our local guides name was Chepo.  The first thing the guide showed us was a Black and Green Dart Frog.  We also saw a beautiful Morpho butterfly.  On the way back to the big house we stopped at the swimming hole for a much needed swim.  James was not feeling well.  He arrived with a slight case of eczema.  It seemed that it was getting worse, the heat was not helping.  By late afternoon James was suffering from heat stress, the humidity and heat were very high.  By early evening he was feeling a bit better.  We set up a horseback ride for the next morning.  
March 14 Rancho Mastatal. We started our horseback ride for 8:00 am.  This was James first ride.  The horses were working horses, not the usual plugs that you get at the run of the mill stables at home.  Tim (ranch owner) gave James a great demonstration on how to ride a horse.  As soon as he related steering a horse to operating a joy stick James understood the concept immediately.  My horse wanted to run and so did I, I had all I could do to keep my horse at a walk and trot.  James was controlling his horse within 20 minutes. 

We really enjoyed our stay at the Ranch but decided to leave early because everyone was busy working and building and we really did not feel like we fit in because our main objective was to go on wildlife walks, horseback riding and in general lounging.  James was not feeling well either, we thought that it might be good to get him to a doctor.  I am sure the ranch will be a great place to visit next year when the bulk of their construction will be finished.  Tim and Robin are very much into alternative building so I think that they will always be building something.

 
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Cindie crossing the border into Costa Rica.

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Our camp at Playa Tamarindo.

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Young cowboy in the parade.

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The bull singles out one person.


Surfer Dude


Female three-toed sloth, Manual Antonio.


White faced monkey, Manual Antonio.


Green and Black Poison Dart Frog held by our guide, Chepo.


Cindie, Cherie, James and Chepo at the swimming hole.

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Sunrise at Playa Nosara.


Sunset at Playa Nosara.

 

 

 


 

 

INDEX #1: North and Central America
3-30-02 to 4-17-03

1North and
Central America
3-30-02 to 4-17-03

2 South America
6-3-03 to 6-17-04

3 SE Asia / China
11-22-04 to
9-15-06

4 Australia
9-15-06 to 9-15-07

5 New Zealand
9-16-07 to 5-2-08
6 Alaska, Canada, and the USA
5-3-08 to 4-30-10
7 India. Nepal, and the Subcontinent
5-1-10 to present
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Life in a $500 RV
The Plan
Good bye Letter

 

(March 30 - May 12, 2002)
The State of Arizona, USA
Prescott to Douglas, Arizona

Cindie's Daily Journals
Cindie's Journal in Arizona, USA

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Our first week Down the Road!
Enjoying Arizona
Heading into Mexico

Other essays by Tim
The Day We Left
Lost Dutchman Mine
Ghost Towns
Tombstone
Chiricahua National Monument
Portal Arizona
Backpacking in the Chiricahua Mountains
Apache Wars

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Thumbnail Page for Arizona Pictures

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- Pictures from the first day
- Arizona Photo Page #1 Prescott AZ - Tucson AZ
- Lost Dutchman State Park
- Arizona Photo Page #2 Tucson AZ - Tombstone AZ
- San Xavier Mission
- Arizona Photo Page #3 Tombstone AZ to Portal AZ 
- Tombstone Arizona
- Ghost Towns in Arizona 
- Chiricahua National Monument
- Portal Arizona
- Chiricahua Wilderness Area Backpack (Trek)

 

(May 13 - 31, 2002)
The States of Sonora and Chihuahua, Mexico
Agua Prieta to Cuauhtemoc, Mexico

Cindie's Daily Journals
The States of Sonora and Chihuahua, Mexico

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Greetings from Mexico!

Other essays by Tim
The Problems with the Border Area Between Mexico and the USA
Paquime Ruins Casas Grandes, Mexico
Barranca del Cobre or Copper Canyon

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Thumbnail Page of Sonora and Chihuahua, Mexico Pictures

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- Mexico #1 Photo Page   Agua Prieta to Zaragoza, Mexico
- Paquime Ruins - Casas Grandes, Mexico
- Mexico #2 Photo Page    Zaragoza to Col. Alvaro Obregon, Mexico
- The Mennonites of Chihuahua, Mexico
- Mexico #3 Photo Page 
- Barranca del Cobre or Copper Canyon Photo Page

 

(June 1 - July 17, 2002)
The States of Zacatecas and Guanajuato, Mexico
Zacatecas to Guanajuato, Mexico

Cindie's Daily Journals
The States of Zacatecas and Guanajuato, Mexico

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Hello Guanajuato
Adios Guanajuato

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One Fine Day Down The Road
Learning Spanish at Casa Mexicana in Guanajuato, Mexico
Cindie's Car Crash: a Mexican Experience Guanajuato, Mexico

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- Zacatecas, Mexico
- Central Mexico #1  Zacatecas to Ojuelos, Mexico
- One Fine Day Down The Road  State of Zacatecas, Mexico
- Central Mexico #2 Zacatecas to Guanajuato, Mexico
- Dolores Hidalgo, the Home of the Mexican War of Independence
- Guanajuato and the Mexican War of Independence
- Guanajuato, Mexico #1
- Guanajuato, Mexico #2
- Mineral Museum of the University of Guanajuato

 

(July 18 - Aug 22, 2002)
The State of Michoacan, Mexico
Guanajuato to Toluca, Mexico

Cindie's Daily Journals
The State of Michoacan, Mexico

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The Great Secret of Michoacan!
Toluca

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Into the Mist State of Michoacan, Mexico

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- Guanajuato to   Penjamillo, Mexico
- Penjamillo to Patzcuaro, Mexico
- Patzcuaro, Mexico
- Patzcuaro to Cuidad Hidalgo, Michoacan, Mexico
- Morelia, Mexico
- Into the Mist Mexican highway 15
- Cuidad Hidalgo, Michoacan, to Toluca, Mexico
- Toluca, Mexico
- The Velodrome in Toluca, Mexico

 

(Aug. 23 - Sept. 17, 2002)
The States of Mexico and Morelos, Mexico
Toluca to Amecameca, Mexico

Cindie's Daily Journals
The States of Mexico and Morelos

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So Close to Mexico City Yet So Far From Anything

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- Toluca to Chalma, Mexico
- Malinalco, Mexico
- Chalma to Amecameca, Mexico
- Cuernavaca, Mexico
- Amecameca
- September 16 Mexican Independence Day
- Various Extra Pictures

 

(September 18 - 27, 2002)
Mexico City Area
Including the ruins of Teotihuacan

Mexico City, Mexico

Cindie's Daily Journals
Mexico City Area

Tim's Emailed Newsletters (Join  List)
Six Months Down the Road

Other essays by Tim
Looking Deep Into the Eyes of a Thief Mexico City Metro (subway)
The Velodrome in Mexico City

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Thumbnail Page of Mexico City Area Pictures

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- Mexico City
- National Palace and Zocalo
- The Velodrome (bicycle track) in Mexico City
- The Ruins of Teotihuacan #1
- The Ruins of Teotihuacan #2
- Xochimilco
- Mexico City Zoo
- National Museum of Anthropology

 

(Oct.  12 - Nov. 8, 2002)
The States of Tabasco and Chiapas, Mexico
Villahermosa, Tabasco to Cuauhtemoc Chiapas, Mexico

Cindie's Daily Journals
The States of Tabasco and Chiapas, Mexico

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Our Final Weeks in Mexico

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- Museum La Venta and the Olmec Heads Villahermosa, Tabasco, Mexico
- Villahermosa, Tabasco  to Ocosingo, Chiapas, Mexico
- Palenque #1 Photo Picture Page
- Palenque #2 Photo Picture Page
- Misol-Ha Waterfall Chiapas, Mexico
- Agua Azul Chiapas, Mexico
- Tonina Mayan Ruins Ocosingo, Chiapas, Mexico
- Mexico's Day of the Dead Ocosingo, Chiapas, Mexico
- Ocosingo to Cuauhtemoc Chiapas, Mexico

 

(Dec 2 - 15, 2002)
Guatemala #1: The Highlands
Quetzaltenango to Antigua

Cindie's Daily Journals
Guatemala #1 The Highlands

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Guatemala: Riding Through the Highlands

Guatemala: From Paradise to Despair

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Escuela de Idioma Español Utatlan, Spanish Immersion School in Quetzaltenango, Guatemala

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Thumbnail Page of Guatemala #1 Pictures

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- La Mesilla to Quetzaltenango, Guatemala
- The Indigenous Highland Village of San Andreas Xecul
- Climbing the Volcano Santa Maria.
- Quetzaltenango, Guatemala
- Quetzaltenango to Antigua, Guatemala.
- San Pedro la Laguna Lago (Lake) Atitlan, Guatemala
- Lago (Lake) Atitlan Santa Cruz to San Marcos Hike
- More San Pedro Photos Photo Page

 

(Dec. 16, 2002 - Jan. 6, 2003)
Guatemala #2: Northeast Towards the Caribbean
Antigua to Puerto Barrios, Guatemala

Cindie's Daily Journals
Guatemala #2
: Heading Northeast Towards the Caribbean

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Antigua, Guatemala to the Sea

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Thumbnail Page of Guatemala #2 Pictures

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- The Colonial City of Antigua, Guatemala. #1
- The Historical City of Antigua, Guatemala. #2
- The Active Volcano Pacaya, Near Antigua
- Antigua to Puerto Barrios, Guatemala
- The Mayan Ruins of Tikal, Guatemala
- Livingston, Guatemala

 

(January 7 - 31, 2003)
Honduras
From the Guatemalan Border to the Nicaraguan Border

Cindie's Daily Journals
Honduras

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Honduras: From the Guatemalan Border to the Nicaraguan Border

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Thumbnail Page of Honduras Pictures

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- Honduras: The Border to Comayagua, Honduras
- Omoa, Honduras and Fortaleza de San Fernando de Omoa
- Parque Nacional Cero Azul Meambar, Honduras Page #1
- Parque Nacional Cero Azul Meambar, Honduras Page #2
- Comayagua to Tegucigalpa, Honduras
- Tegucigalpa, Honduras to the Border with Nicaragua
- Odds and Ends

 

(Feb. 1 - 19, 2003)
Nicaragua
From the Honduras Border to the Costa Rican Border

Cindie's Daily Journals
Nicaragua

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Nicaragua: Travels Through a Troubled Land

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Thumbnail Page of Nicaragua Pictures

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- Nicaragua: The Honduras border to Esteli, Nicaragua
- Esteli, Nicaragua:  the Stronghold of the Sandinista
- Esteli to Granada, Nicaragua
- Granada, Nicaragua #1
- Granada, Nicaragua #2
- Volcano Masaya - Near Managua, Nicaragua
- Granada, Nicaragua to the Costa Rican Border
- Isla / Island Ometepe, Lake Nicaragua
- Ernie, The Entertainer from Jamaica

 

(Feb. 21 - March 14, 2003)
Costa Rica #1
La Cruz to Rancho Mastatal, Costa Rica

Cindie's Daily Journals
Costa Rica #1

Tim's Emailed Newsletters (Join  List)
Costa Rica #1 (incomplete)

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Thumbnail Page of Costa Rica #1 Pictures

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- Nicaraguan Border to Playa Tamarindo
- Liberia, Guancaste, Costa Rica.
- Playa Tamarindo
to Playa Samara
- Playa Samara to Playa Jaco
- Manuel Antonio National Park #1
- Rancho Mastatal, Costa Rica #1
- Rancho Mastatal, Costa Rica #2

 

(March 15 - April 10, 2003)
Costa Rica #2
Manual Antonio to Monteverde Cloud Forest, Costa Rica

Cindie's Daily Journals
Costa Rica #2

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Costa Rica #2 (incomplete)

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- Parque National Manuel Antonio, #2
- City of Santa Elena and Monteverde
- Butterfly Garden, Santa Elena, Monteverde
- Finca Ecological, Monteverde
- Frog Pond (Ranario), Santa Elena
- Santa Elena, Cloud Forest, National Park
- Sky Walk, Suspension Bridge, Canopy Tour
- Sky Trek Zip Line, Canopy Tour
- Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve

 

(April 12 - 17, 2003)
Panama
Panama City, Panama

Cindie's Daily Journals
Panama

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Panama (Incomplete)

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Thumbnail Page of Panama Pictures

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- Panama City #1
- Panama City #2
- Panama Canal

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5-3-08 to 4-30-10
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