While daydreaming about this trip from our jobs in Seattle the mind’s eye always had sunny days and for some reason rain was something we didn’t think would happen to us. Plus, we had the fabulous weather spreadsheet that showed us the timing was good for Belize. Well, the week in Belize was more rain than sun. We did manage to eek out some activities when the sun was out but otherwise it was a race between towns avoiding muddy roads as much as possible.
The first day riding into Belize was good – the sun was shinning, the weather was comfortable, and the border was a breeze. It was nice to be back in a country where English is the official language. The dirt roads were an easy ride into the town of Sarteneja on the Caribbean coast. As we rode in we were laughing about how awful the clay road would be in the rain….that would haunt us later.
The start of our bicycle ride into the jungles of Belize in search of Mayan ruins, caves, and cenotes.
Mike blending into the surroundings of our walking trail. The guide was using his machete as we walked.
We jumped into this hole to find a cave full of bat shit, mosquitos, roaches, and giant toads. More creepy than exhilarating. The only benefit was that is was slightly cooler in the cave than the heat and humidity outside.
One for the bucket list – Mike always wanted to swim in a cenote. Shannon waited patiently in the mosquito infested mangrove swamp fanning herself and Ducati.
The only day we saw the true colors of the Caribbean before the wind and rain set in.
New Year’s eve was spent with Kai and Meike who had caught up to us after following us via our website and Facebook page. We camped together for a couple nights and were sad to see them go.
Remember how we said the road would be awful to ride in the rain… well, it rained and it started within minutes of leaving the campground in Sarteneja. The rain stayed with us for most of the day though the riding was easier once we reached the pavement.
The rain had stopped in the early afternoon so we took a chance and rode the coast highway into Hopkins. The coastal highway is an unpaved and little used road.
The coastal road turned out to be a real treat and challenged our riding abilities a bit.
This lovely tarantula spider was our roommate at our guesthouse in Hopkins. It lives right next to the sink. I (Shannon) somehow did not freak out, as I really don’t like spiders. Mike was convinced the spider was dead (though Shannon told him it had moved and was clearly alive) so to test his theory he poked the spider with his toothbrush. Sure enough, it was very much alive and attacked the toothbrush. We then practiced mutual ignoring (us and the spider, not me and Mike).
Our last sunrise in Belize that didn’t include rain. We left the Caribbean coast for the border (Belize-Guatemala).
We would have liked to spend more time in Belize but the weather forecast showed no respite from the rain and we had friends to meet near Tikal in Northern Guatemala.