The following day was the walking tour to El Cielo; this could be the only opportunity I ever have to go to heaven so I was looking forward to it. We left after breakfast and were given the opportunity of either walking all the way or hiring a horse. We asked our daughter what she wanted to do and she decided she wanted to walk. I think her decision was based mainly on the fact that she had never ridden a horse and close up they looked very big.
We set off from the hotel, along the beach and through the town towards the airport. As we were walking alongside the airport our daughter decided that maybe it would be better to hire a horse and luckily the boys who were renting them were walking with us and there were still a few horses without riders so she was helped on to one off she went, the horse being guided by one of the local boys.
After passing the airport the path winded its way through the vegetation that surrounded the town and after about half an hour we came to a tree that grew over a stream. The roots of the tree formed a small cave in the bank of the brook into which it was possible to enter and this was obviously one of the highlights of the walk as we were all invited to enter the cave and take photographs.
Last week I posted Part One of this trilogy. Here is part two.
The trip to Sapzurro and La Miel was due to leave at nine- thirty in the morning, but there was a problem with the launch that was taking us or maybe it was a problem with the driver or lack of driver, we were never sure but we didn't leave until about an hour later. At first we waited on the beach, but then a guide turned up and we followed him to the jetty at the edge of town, where we waited for approximately another forty-five minutes. Finally the launch, which we could see anchored off the beach in front of the hotel, started to move and soon we were precariously boarding the launch as it bobbed to and fro in the water.
The first stop was Sapzurro, which we reached in about half an hour; we only stopped there for a short time to order our lunch at the restaurant. We were going to spend the morning on the beach at La Miel and would return to Sapzurro for lunch later, and so after about twenty minutes we left and made the short journey around to the next bay and La Miel.
The beach is on the border with Panama, and at the end of the beach is the frontier, a few soldiers armed with automatic weapons were on guard. It's a very strange border crossing, and to tell you the truth I don't think it would be possible to cross there, as it is just a path that disappears from the beach into the dense forest on the Panamanian side. We were told not to take any photographs in the direction of the border post as it could upset the border guards. I guess there were some top secret trees in the background.
Welsh, Photographer, Vegan, English teacher and translator from Spanish to English.