Monday, 18 February 2019

Ecuador.....blog 1...of many.....There's no Darkness in the Heart of this Jungle

                           
                                           
                                                 Prologue
                                   
 ...........Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence, an impenetrable forest. The air was warm, thick, heavy, sluggish.  The broadening waters flowed through a mob of wooded islands; you lost your way on that river as you would in a desert, and butted all day long against shoals, trying to find the channel, till you thought yourself bewitched and cut off forever from everything you had known once. ........words from the .......
Heart of Darkness by Joesph Conrad

                           NB- remember to double-click on the images for better viewing

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                      Jungle Life at the Napo Cultural Center

The Napo River begins life high in the Ecuadorian Andes. By the time we set out from the frontier oil boomtown of Coca (see map above....slightly east of Quito) by a 'motorized canoe' for the 2 hour or so journey downstream, the Napo's waters are a thick latte-brown.






Coloured by the heavy monsoon rains that sweep down the Eastern flank of the Andes, pulling the rich, dark earth and the lush vegetation that is thick along the riverbanks and into the surging Napo.



The Napo snakes on ....a steaming, boiling current ever widening and descending on its 1000+km long journey through mystical lands.......where...........hidden peoples live in harmony with the waters and lands that bordered the gift that came from the gods in the high mountains.



Animals roamed the jungle foliage fueled by the rains and life sustaining Napo... plants provided foods, medicines and herbal remedies......

It is here we travel ....not into a Heart of Darkness but towards a shining jewel. Our destination for the next 3 nights/4 days is the Napo Cultural Center.


Our guide Sergio points out the oil drills along the shore line and the tugs pushing barges filled with all the equipment needed for industry out here...





The balancing act to sustain a voracious world economy dependent on oil... government revenue for the country and the peoples' of the Napo River is evident from our motorized canoe-like boats.


Our driver swings the high powered craft around hidden logs....avoids the shallows and shifting sandbars. The safe channels alter course....sometimes daily...



We speed onward and deeper into the protected biosphere, which houses many jungle lodges and is home to the most diverse number of species on earth. Yes...on earth.


The Napo River forms an uneasy and eroding barrier between the oil companies to its north and the indigenous communities to the south. Although protected, the Ecuadorian government has allowed oil exploration in the vast biosphere.

(......Texaco dumped 16 billion gallons of highly poisonous wastewater in a swathe of the northeast Amazon from 1971 to 1992. In 2011 the US oil giant (now part of the Chevron Corporation) was fined over $8 billion by the Ecuadorian court for polluting the Amazon...sadly......little has been paid.....)
                                                     From Insight Guides Ecuador & Galapagos

The Napo River eventually joins with the Amazon....its pulse pushes the water across the upper reaches of South America and far into the Atlantic.

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The Napo Cultural Center is our home for the next 4 days. We are guests of the Kichwa People and their functioning, vibrant community located on the shores of the Napo River. During our stay, the leaders, guides and educators share their knowledge, wisdom, stories and humor with us.

The 15-20 guests are organized into small groups and placed with a local guide for our entire stay.

Sergio is our guide and our group, as well as from Canada hails from Australia, and the US of A. We all get along.

Shayne, Yvonne, Sergio, Sarah, Katie & Chris...
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                                          Napo Cultural Center

Our jungle home is set in the Yasuni National Park, a giant preserve encompassing nearly 10 000 km² of the Amazon Basin that are the traditional lands of and home to a number of indigenous communities and the most diverse biosphere on earth. The region is also host to numerous eco-lodges.

While other lodges sit in splendid isolation, ours is centered in the  Añangu Community. Añangu means ant. This name was chosen because the ant works as a community for the whole, as they are now trying to do.


Our room on the left



Our own private deck too!


Our meals were fabulous...




Especially the grubs for dessert.  You bet we tried these chewy barbecued morsels!!!



There is a school for community kids, (with grades K to 12) as well, students come from isolated homes up and down the river....


...they arrive and return by the river school boat.



A women's co- op exists and practices oral history, dance, crafts, along with child support and education.

This group performs a welcoming dance and history lesson for each arriving group



We live in this village.....watching children run across wet fields barefoot, late for school....staff and community play volleyball or soccer...the women's co-op plays a critical role in management and community leadership.

Most of the proceeds from their small craft shop is being used to complete this new building.  Cost $20,000 US.


We use our Spanish and learn a few indigenous phrases in return.  It's a magical place in the 6 am morning light as we head off on an excursion in our rubber boots.



...and return as the sun sets behind brewing rainclouds in the west.



Our days are active....., sweaty.....hot and dirty. We are up early and close our eyes to the night time insect symphony or the occasional Amazon rainfall splattering on our thatched roofs.



Time flies....we climb massive towers  (200+ steps) to view the forest canopy ....


The Napo River from 50+metres above the jungle floor




We journey upriver to hidden pathways where birds and animals gather at clay salt licks...

Scarlet Macaws



Yellow-crowned Amazon parrots (we think)





And, plain chachalaca birds, all vying for their favourite spot at the clay lick...



We night hike and find an amazing array of insects....creepy crawlers...

10 cm millipede
A blurry black scorpion (6-8 cm)

Can you see it?


Sergio finds an ant nest and tells us to put our hand in to feel the 'electricity' from their bites.....(something mom would tell us to never do)..........guess what, there was a jolt or 2!!!


The jungle hikes take us deep into the wild vegetation.

                                                     Oropendola nests

The dampness and sweat cling to our bodies, wrapping arms and legs in a slippery sheen....


We spot jaguar tracks...


along with a tarantula that was coaxed out of its hole by our guide, Sergio



watch the skittish playful howler monkeys overhead and more...



Sergio our guide is brilliant...his eyes and ears are tuned to the sounds and sights on the trails and streams around us.... birds and more to be seen at every corner





Entering the black tributary to the Napo...a river of darkness

Snail kite (hawk)

Anaconda

Hoatzin

Mangrove swamp

Caiman




Bushmaster Snake


Red Howler monkey


Mostly, though, we walk in silence, caught in our own web of thoughts.....this a spiritual, meditative moment....the natural cathedral that surrounds us is far more magnificent than structures made and revered by people elsewhere.


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These are the places that should be protected...should be held close...sacred lands where for most of us ...we've lost the words to the prayers and ignore the beating of our hearts as it pulses in rhythm to the jungle cicadas.

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And....these are the places found nowhere else...where the communities strive to survive....educate (us) and the community how to live simply....in honor.....and respect.....

We are blessed to be among these  'guardians' of ancient ways.
The future is uncertain as is the changing landscape around them.

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                    Travel Tips and Suggestions

Getting to Ecuador...

By air.....we flew into Quito from Mexico City....you can arrive from just about anywhere to Quito

By land...border crossing by foot/bus is fairly painless...providing you have the proper documents

Getting to the Napo River...

By air..... approximately a 30 minute flight from Quito to Coca

By bus... 7-8 hours from Quito to Coca

Yasuni area eco lodges....are about a 2-4 hour boat journey downriver from Coca.

Staying in Yasuni....plenty of lodges...google/email to get more info...prices vary

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Finally...

Napo River Cultural Center....website is @ www.napoculturalcenter.com  ....our home for 3 nights/4 days....was perfect...staff excellent ...our rooms 1st class...food great... new friends....that we've made for life....and staff like Sergio are filled with warm hearts...gentle manners and a passion for showing us 'their way'

What can we say......just go!

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                                           Epilogue

.....But the patterns of the rain and the truth they contain
                    Have written my life on your skin
                       Jungle love, it's drivin' me mad
              It's makin' me crazy........ lyrics by Steve Miller Band


                                              Hasta Luego!

                                           Shayne y Yvonne




                                Additional Random Photos



A jungle vine


Heliconia flower



Another parrot clay lick high on a cliff


Garden tree boa



Moulting insect


Termite nest




Sunday, 10 February 2019

Zihautanejo....the beach life...Yea...beats -30C (even on a good day)..


Prologue...

.Oh.... how we've missed you!

...... Zihuantanejo....it is good to be back.....like that long lost friend, the wayward son or the lover you've never forgotten....you squeeze in your warm embrace, easily wrapping long-limbered legs tightly around us... until we are so... oh ...out of breath and still she doesn't let you go...She brushes her moist lips across your mouth...the touch.....the probe......The sensous dance... It's hard to resist...

.... From the fragrance of her land, to the feel and stroke of her finger on your sweaty skin, and the hot breath on the nape of your neck....The pulsing, rhythmic beat of bands, stereos blasting music at all hours that pounds the brain and seeps into your skin....we fall asleep, wrapped only in the warmth of  a bed sheet.....Lulled to sleep by the sound of the ceiling fan above us.... as the waves crash, birds squawk, roosters crow and the dogs bark....We dream on....the cold north we've left....just a fleeting memory...

.....This is the Mexico we look for...but seldom come across elsewhere in travels..
...A passionate, humid land... It's people proud, kind and generous....

.......here a sneeze is returned with a 'salut' (bless you) from a group of well armed Federales seated beside you at a roadside taco stand..... It's a place where the locals stop to talk, to ask about you, wave at you......Where grandmas play in the waves.....little kids ride quads down the dusty, main street of our little beach town...
....from an earlier post...SK

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On the road....again....2019...Welcome back

We leave Vancouver and fly direct into Zihautanejo....an easy, spectacular flight, as the pics below show...cold volcanoes....hope they stay that way.

Mount Rainier, WA





Zihuatanejo


As with previous posts...we return to Mexico via Zihua. It offers a lot for short or long stays. A variety of beaches....good places to eat and pretty easy to get in or out of town.

Plus...if anyone has experienced the madness that sometimes descends on Puerto Vallarta's arrival/customs chaos...Zihautanejo Airport is a joy to pass through.

Our Air Canada flight was the only one at arrivals....customs was a breeze...even the red/green light baggage check was a snap. We lit the red button..but security was in a Muey Hola state....and waved us through. A one minute walk to the collectivo and away we went to Centro $1.50.



Casa Celeste Hotel


From good sleeps....


...an easy people friendly downtown core



Bars.....



Beaches....


Sun......



Great locals



Amazing views...



Zihuantanejo offers as much as PV...but less craziness and more local flavor


Easy to get around....



Sailfest...just one of many events that happen during the year....in early March.....GuitarFest...arrives for several days...international  in scope and all about guitars...


Want to go to Zihautanejo?....some Travel Tips

Getting there....flying direct is always best....
with lots of flights ...from lots of spots...all over Canada/USA
...elsewhere ...first stop usually Mexico City...

Getting out.....cheap flights (just over an hour) to Mexico City ($40 to $100 Can)...or hop on excellent 1st class long haul buses...easily get you out and into Mexico...

Sleeps...whole variety of options...from one night to 6 months...in the somewhat noisy centro to staying at Madera or La Ropa beaches....1 month stays can range from $400 to $4000 Can/ month with cooking and decent space

Eating....great market....shopping stores...local groceries or cheap to expensive restaurants making cooking 'almost' not worth it...

Around Zihuatanejo...cheap buses, collectivos or taxis run everywhere and panga boats ferry people to Las Gatas Beach...

Parting thoughts...
We've been here on and off the past 5 years....things are quieter...less tourists.....who knows why....some direct flights cancelled....who knows why....

We will be back....the locals are wonderful...the vibe es perfecto....beer is frio and playa es caliente....

But now....we need to check out of our room and grab a flight to Mexico City....cause from there ...one can practically go anywhere!

So...until ...our next blog from that 'practically anywhere'....we say...

Adios!

Shayne y Yvonne




Additional Random Photos











Taking the ferry to Las Gatas Beach


Adios Zihuatenejo!

 Hasta Leugo!!!







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