Kyle approached the two brother owners at the end of the evening, asking if they would like photographs of their food for promotion and social media. Success! We were to have the next 2 night's drinks and dinner (that's starter, main course, pudding!) covered by them :-) This was to be the start of Kyle's food photography trade whilst travelling.
|'La Virgen' wasn't given quite so pride of place...|
Of course we spent ages playing in the awesome waves. Some of them really were awesome! Dodging surfers here and there.
We went for a swim- the water was like a bath; a very murky bath. We spent the afternoon chilling there and when it was time to go we walked to the main road in the hope of catching a bus.
After waiting a while with no luck, we started to talk about hitch hiking. At this moment a car spotted us and the guy gestured for us to get in. Problem solved! His name was Fernando, an older guy from the US, who had done a lot of travelling and settled here. He bought a house 3 years ago and is doing it up. Would we like to see it?!...'it's the funkiest house on the island'. Why not?! We were driven back to his house and had the grand tour. A really interesting place. The highlight was his HUGE watchtower- the height of a 4 story building.
Before we knew it we were climbing the vertical metal ladder, wearing special gloves to stop us from slipping! About half way up I started to feel the fear. Three quarters of the way: serious adrenaline! What were we doing?! The last few steps I was shaking! Kyle felt the same watching me climb higher and higher, getting smaller and smaller. Alas, the view was amazing and perfectly timed with sunset too.
Volcano Conception was behind us, the sunset was over the lake in front. Fernando switched on the fairy lights up there, it was lovely!!
|Fernando a long way down!|
Now time for the descent... Even more terrifying. I had not felt like this since the canopy walking in Peru. Very very careful steps and we made it back onto solid ground. We were the first ‘tourists’ he had up there which was pretty kind of him, usually just for locals and friends.
Even kids and toddlers just strolling around.
|Nearly spun round to ride with the big kids!|
We visited El Ojo de Agua; a beautiful shady natural spring. The water was crystal clear.
|Crossing the new island runway, good spot for a pic!|
We left our large backpacks in the main town with Elmer who hired out the bike to us for another 4 days (for just $60) so we could avoid the various long bumpy bus rides and lack of transport at the other end. We felt properly independent which was a first on the trip so far.
After an hour and half’s drive on and off road we arrived at a lovely hostel set right on the lake. It had a big dock which we went swimming off and watched a few dramatic sunsets from.
|As you can see, Kyle's new sunglasses were a hit for reflection pics ;)|
As it got dark you could see lots of tiny blinking red lights on the mainland in the distance; huge wind turbines.
We bought them something sweet and took their picture. The children have such lovely natures and are so incredibly cute.
We arrived around noon, just as the sun started to hit it. We timed it perfectly too and had the 40m high falls to ourselves.
We went swimming in the cold water which was such a reward after the sweaty climb.
Kyle was still taunted by the beautiful big blue butterfly (from Punta Uva – Costa Rica) that was just too fast for his camera and eye. Unfortunately I found a dead one which he reluctantly photographed as it was considered cheating!
On our last day I thought it would be a good idea to take a kayak out to 'Monkey Island.' It was windy, really windy... Kyle wasn't feeling great (two days of hardcore handlebar action had knackered his arms) so I had said I would do most of the paddling. Time to build on that upper body strength...
The way out was quite a work out even though we were going with the wind. 10/15 minutes or so and we had reached this little island where they have released some monkeys back into the wild.
We circled the island, spotting them but being careful not to get too close (they will jump on your boat for food), then headed back. Attempted to anyway. The wind really picked up. With us both paddling as best we could we were barely moving forward. Head down, face grimacing, “head for the protected shoreline ” Kyle said, it was a longer distance but safer trip back. Never again!
A few big travel days were ahead of us. That day we took a ferry then a taxi to Granada (again!), strolled through the town to find a bus to Managua, a minibus back to Leon and a finally a taxi to the hostel. After all this we had returned to Leon to then catch a 14 hour shuttle, leaving at 8AM the next morning. Covering nearly the whole length of Honduras to reach the Carribean coast town of La Ceiba where we get the boat to Utila from.