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Day Six: Palenque, Mexico – Bonampak, Mexico

Submitted by on Thursday, 19 February 2009No Comment

Day Six
Palenque, Mexico – Bonampak, Mexico
100 miles

When you sleep in the rainforest it always seems like it’s raining because drops of water continuously fall on top of your tent causing you to be lazy and sleeping late. When I got out however, all I could see was the blue sky through the trees and vegetation.
We had breakfast at a nearby hut and when I got back to the tent I totally freaked out. I couldn’t find my motorcycle suit. It was gone. My heartbeat was racing while I tried to look under my sleeping bag and inside my pack.
My mind went crazy for a minute trying to deal with the disappointment and anger. Who the hell did it? I spoke out loud: “Lloyd my suit was stolen.” He said to me, “Didn’t you put it in your dry bag last night?”  I went from anger to embarrassment once I remembered.
We packed up and rode a few miles to Palenque National Park. Hector had told me the park was free for locals on Sunday. It was an opportunity for my sorry ass to get in for free.
I went to the main booth and I told them that I wanted the local fare. The ticket guy asked for my ID. “I don’t have it with me” I said. “Where are you from?” he replied. “The border”, I answered. “Can you sing the National Anthem?” At that point I reached for my wallet and paid the full fare.
I was blown away by the beauty of the place. I have seen this place on TV but it’s not the same when you see it in person.
After a few hours of exploration it was time to go. We headed south to Bonampak, a place deep in the rain forest on the border with Guatemala. Bonampak is another archeological site notable for the bright paintings found inside one of the temples.
We arrived thirty minutes before the park was to close. The decision was made to come back the next day. I asked if we could camp there. The park ranger lifted his shoulders and said, “Sure but you will have more fun if you head back to the Indian community “Lacandon” and you can get something warm to eat.” sounded like a good plan and it was only about ten miles away. The road was embracing with nice curves. I knew we were getting closer because of the Indian huts went from scarce to few more.
I leaned my bike on a nice blind turn giving a bit more throttle to get out of it when suddenly in front of me there was a cattle guard bridge. The tubes were going vertical with the road instead of horizontal. I didn’t have time to react and I gave the bike some gas and it rocked the bike side to side threatening me with a taste of Mayan road on the flesh.
We camped at “Lacandon” next to an emerald colored river with a nice waterfall on the background; a real treat. We pitched the tents and had dinner before swimming on the river.
I jumped first and the water was cold, deep and with a strong current. I tried to get to the waterfall but it was too cold so I hung on to some tree branches while signaling my friend to get in. Lloyd jumped in and got out almost immediately screaming for his life:” Its freaking cold!” It rained all night.

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