Cuban Road to Hell........

Hi everyone!  

Our adventures carry on from Guardalavca to Baracoa... on the north coast of Cuba.


Bridge view entering the resort town of Guardalavaca.

We arrived at our new Casa in Guardalavaca with our friend Oscar, in the 1941 Ford.  Casa Sr. Carlos is a beautiful home on a small hill about 1 km from the beach.  We have 2 beds, bathroom, dining room and a huge balcony all for $25/night.



Our bedroom

Local scenery

Guardalavaca was fabulous with beaches to die for, clear blue water, lots of fish, great calm waters to swim at least 45 min. daily.  Gorgeous sites and sights. Have a look...

Unique limestone formations...

There's a lovely walkway along the shoreline that you can follow for possibly hours... we didn't get to the end.

Along the walkway you come across smaller beaches to lay your towel or pull up a chair.  This one is

Playa Pirata where Christopher Columbus supposedly landed.  An armless statue of the man is on the 
left of the picture which still needs repairs after the 2008 storm that devastated this shoreline. 

On two of our days here we boarded a local bus so we could explore some of the other local beaches...

View from the bus

Playa Pesquero

Many many bikers everywhere from all over the world.  Seem to have their own bikes and touring at least a 100 km a day. 

  

The Casas are fantastic places to stay with way too much food and good sleeps.  Lots of fish - yesterday was fish cooked in coconut milk - was great.  We didn't take a picture of that meal, but this was our chicken meal
for $8 pp.

It's still very hot  at  41 C.  

Cubans are very affectionate, loving, sexy people. 


Goodbye from Guardalavaca!!! ..(No, it's not the Corona beer commercial!)

Guardalavaca to Baracoa  took 5 1/2 hrs to travel 300 km in this jeep with drivers Pedro and Eddie. The first 3 hours were on good roads through beautiful countryside with lots of banana and pineapple plantations and rice fields.  This area seems well groomed with fencing, cattle, goats and horses grazing and many more oxen as the main means of animal labour rather than horses.  There are not many horse carriages.  The mountains are rolling and lush. 

The last 2 hrs of our 5 1/2 hr journey covered 60 km along the coast along very rough roads,

and the road to hell...

These 'hellish' roads made for a very uncomfortable ride,,, yikes!

Thankfully we stopped a few times for a break.  One such time, we bought a traditional sweet

from this street vendor.  It was compressed nuts, chocolate and honey.  So good!!!

The river on the outskirts of Baracoa... we were getting close. 

Keep reading to find out about Baracoa and more of our journey.

Y & S