Back to our time in Aticama.
I overhead some people talking about a road up the hills through the coffee plantations. Thought it would be a neat trip so talked The Driver into going. First off I wasn’t sure of the directions – Just “past La Palma.” Okay there’s the road to La Palma right off the San Blas highway – goes in the right direction. “Turn here.” Passed a “warehouse for bananas being loaded into trucks.


And then the guy on the motorbike delivering fresh tortillas.They are in the cooler on the back.




Just two tracks of cement in cobblestone. Maybe we should have had a clue when we saw these guys -

the local pick up truck.


Stopped at the edge of town and asked it that road lead up the mountain to the coffee plantations. “Si, Si - adalante para arriba.” Yes, Yes, straight ahead up the hill. Okay – The Driver looked at me and told me they said keep going.

Well the road began to go alright – go away. The further we went the less road there was.
Finally when we saw all the guys with the machetes out in the trees ( they were chopping bananas) we decided we’d gone far enough. By then the road was just two tracks with tall grass between and low trees that were scraping Willie’s roof – did not look like this road was used much. Or at all.

Took a couple of pictures of the jaibas [crabs] on the rocks in front of the campground and called it a day.

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