Hello campers, will at the helm now.
so Hondurous was bloody hot, dry and dusty but amazing. We began with the lengthy border run from Northern Nicaragua, through Los Manos, Danli we arrived at Tegucigalpa – it was a shite place and crime all over, we stayed one night and the owner of the hotel told us ot to go out at night…. safe.
We bussed it to La Ceiba on the Northern coasty, whihch is the jumping off point to the diving Mecca that is the Bay Islands. We decided upon going to the large4r of the three islands called Roatan.
Roatan – It was a great little place, dive shops all over the beaches, white coral sand, sun and a good feel. I did some amazing diving, wrecks, drift dives, deep dives, night dives, saw and heard Toadfish, droupers, Barracuda, Pufferfish, Parrotfish, Eels, the famous String of Perals (phosphurescence from nocturnal sea animals), moonfish and loads more, it was a great place, better diving than OZ and just about on a par with Fiji, I took some good underwater pics witht he camera (see the panel to the left and our flickr account). Claire embarked on a discover Scuba course and after some persistance decided she was hapier snorkelling than being underwater puffing off a tank – she still saw some great fish as we snorkelled about the prestine coral just off shore.
Tela – along the coast from La Ceiba we spent a couple of days in this seside town, ok beach spolit by Diesel tanker 250m off shore helping to ease honduras{s power problem whihc insidently means the power goes down every other hour : ) Tela is the home of the 2nd largest Tropical Garden, set up by the united Fruit Company for research back in teh 80{s and still maintained, it had a great swimming hole with friendly fish Claire liked them.
Marcala – Great little town, really local feel, didn{t see any other white boys (or girls) we walked to asome amazing waterfalls, and found a Gigantic cave (Cueva Gigante in Espanol), with some crazy stencil like ‘ancient’ prints on the wall. There was nobody else around and we had a nice relax, a hawk gave claire a fright as it was circling her ready to nibble and local lads directed us. It was very nice and Hot!
Gracias A Dios – Meaning thank good this place was – We arrived in this dusty backwater near the El salvador border. The former capital of the Hoduran colinial rule and lovely cobbeled streets and plaza. We found a great place to eat where everything was 100 % organic, a meal was cheap as chips, we had organic coffee, fresh fish, fresh veg, blackcurrant smoothies, tortilla, it was ace. We also went to some roasting hot springs whihc were a welcome reliefe after the 4 km locust filled walk to the place.
Copan Ruinas – This was a small town 10km from the Guatemala border. Famous for the Mayan ruins called Copan. We went we saw and we sweated a lot. The ruins were amazing, great plazas, pyramids and the jem of the site the 62 steps of the Hidreglpyic stairway. The maya were a clever bunch.
