The first floor bedroom of our lodge overlooking the Pico Bonito National Park near La Ceiba, Honduras. I forgot to get a picture of the penthouse suite.
I woke up to this view from my bed. We were in the cloud forest so there were fluffly clouds around for most of the day.
View of our put-in on the Rio Cangrejal in Pico Bonito National Park. The water level was about a foot below ideal conditions since the rainy season hadn't started yet.
The Zip-Loc rapid.
Our approach of Zip-Loc.
Notice everyone beginning to cower and grab hold.
Rock jumping after the rapids. It takes a few seconds to work up the nerve to take a flying leap off the rocks, but it's well worth it!
We swam across the current to the left, climbed up the steep back side of the rock in the center, jumped out past the shallow part, floated through the little rapid, and swam back to shore. It was a pretty good workout.
Surveying the scene.
You can see the clouds beginning to roll in. We had rain for the last half hour of the run.
The other guide went for a jump.
Our guide decided to try his first-ever back-flip off of a smaller rock. It started out looking decent...
Then became apparent it wasn't going to be pretty. Yep. Faceplant.
View from the window of my room - notice one of the many waterfalls up in the hills.
The view of the dining table, hammock, stream-fed pool and bar.
This moment sums up the week so well. No power in the town, a laptop with a dying hard drive, and a glass of red wine.
View from the porch.
View of the ocean from our hotel balcony in Tela.
Enjoying the pool with a view at the hotel.
We ate some good spicy Italian pizza (the only food with some spice during my entire time in Honduras) at this little place on the boardwalk down from the hotel.
I'm not sure if she was happy because she had pizza and wine for dinner, or if it was because she was at the beach and staying at a hotel with hot water.
A typical pulperia on the side of the road from Tela back to the airport in San Pedro Sula.
A really nice house on the road from Tela to SPS.
Ever wonder where the old school busses from the US go when they are retired? Central America. These busses are used for public transit throughout the region and were our main transportation for the week.
Police checking the produce trucks for who-knows-what.
Forget about having your livestock graze in the fields; the side of the road is so much better!
A truck carrying freshly harvested bananas to be processed.