Siete Waterfalls

We had our first guests in Central America when our good friends Jeff and his 14 yr old daughter Jianna joined us in El Salvador.  It was also a good excuse for us to go traveling around the country.

We were able to rent a car really easily and cheaply, which was quite surprising after our experience renting a car in Mexico.  In Mexico, we had to put down a pretty hefty deposit on our credit card and pay a pretty penny for full insurance.  But, in El Salvador they delivered us a rental car for $25/day in cash with no deposits.  I don’t think they even looked at our driver’s license or passports.

The car had 87,000 miles on it and a pretty bad alignment, but it drove and had A/C!  So, that was a win for us.  But, driving in El Salvador is something else.  Most of the streets don’t have street signs.  Even when they do, they don’t always make sense. And, there are not easy ways to get on and off the highways.  We found that having Google maps open on the iPad and following the blue dot was the only way to navigate.  However, even Google maps is not infallible, as it once took us down a dirt farm road and another time led us to a dead end at a river.

After spending a day driving around San Salvador and seeing the sights, we decided to drive up into the mountains with stops at a volcano and archeological sight on the way.  The great thing about the size of El Salvador is that you could drive the whole country pretty quickly.

Our first stop was a hike up the Vulcan de San Salvador.  After a few wrong turns, we finally found our way up to the top of the Volcano.  You can drive almost to the top where there is a very well marked trail to hike to see the top of the caldera.

Our next stop was at Joya de Ceren.  This is an UNESCO world heritage site.  It is a Mayan farming village which was buried and preserved by the ash of a volcanic eruption around 600 AD, similar to Pompeii.  It really was a unique and fascinating site.  It is not as grand as the Mayan pyramids at other sites, but it shows the daily life of the people who lived here.

We finally made it to Juayua, our destination up in the mountains.  Another cruising couple had recommended a small hotel, Hotel Anahuac, which was just perfect.  It had a coffee shop attached brewing locally grown coffee and a cute courtyard around the six or so hotel rooms.  It was inexpensive and catered to the backpacker crowd.

We inquired at the reception about taking a tour the next day, and it was recommended that we take the Siete Cascadas (Seven Waterfalls) hike.  Our guide would pick us up at 8 am the next morning at the hotel, and it only cost $20/person.  Perfect.

So, we dressed for hiking and getting wet and met a young woman at the front of the hotel the next morning who introduced herself as our guide.  She didn’t have a car, so we just followed her walking through the town until we got to a dirt road that led back to a lean-to type home with chickens and dogs wandering around.  She told us that we would be meeting up with another guide here.  Soon we were introduced to Douglas, our second guide, who greeted us with a large rope slug over his shoulder and a machete.  I was beginning to wonder what we had gotten ourselves into…

We started following our guides further into the woods? jungle? not sure what you would call it…   Douglas pointed out various plants that the locals use, and soon we started seeing the coffee plants.  Although the terrain is mountainous, the coffee is planted up and down the sides of the hills.  I can’t imagine how much work it takes to plant and harvest the coffee beans in this inhospitable terrain.

We began to walk farther and farther through somewhat difficult trails.  I saw why he brought the machete…to cut our way through the wild plants that may have grown over the trails.  We never would be able to do this hike without the guides, as the trails weren’t always marked well and sometimes required scrambling up or down rocks and tree roots.

We finally got to the first of the seven waterfalls and all decided to cool off.  It was a warm day out, but the water was cold!  It felt good, even though it took your breath away at first.

A couple of waterfalls later, we were actually standing at the top of the waterfall.  We all looked at each other as we saw Douglas take down the rope he had been carrying and start to a fix it around a tree.  We were going to repel down the waterfall!

One at a time we slowly make our way climbing down the waterfall.  Douglas went ahead of each of us to show us exactly where to put our footing, and we all made it down safely.

The last few waterfalls have been damned up into pools that you can swim in.  After a picnic lunch, we took advantage of the deepest pool and did some swimming.  The waterfalls were amazing!

Overall, this was a fantastic hike and one of the best things we have done in the last year.  The views of the waterfalls were spectacular.  It was a moderately difficult hike, but I would recommend it to anyone traveling to this part of the world.  Juayua was also a really cute little town to stay in.  I wished we’d had a bit more time to explore, especially more time to see the coffee plantations.  But, we’ll just have to put that on the list for another time.

We had so much fun with our guests, and we hope they come back and visit us again soon!

~katie

Crossing the Bar

When we decided to spend this season in Central America, we were delighted to discover that the El Salvador Cruiser’s Rally coincided with our plans.  And so, we were making the push to arrive in El Salvador by mid-March.  After clearing out of Chiapas, Mexico, it was just a 2 night sail to the estuary at Bahia Jaltepeque where the boats would be gathering for the rally.

We had a fairly uneventful sail.  There were no fish to be caught, as we had to reel in our lines after the brown boobies kept diving on our lures.  Twice those stupid birds snagged the lures.  Reeling in a dazed bird and trying to get the hook out of its beak is a lot more difficult than a fish.  We have no desire to injure any birds, so we took the lines in for good after that.

Once we arrived at the entrance to the estuary, we had to call the pilot boat to guide us in.  There is a sand bar you have to get across to safely enter the estuary.  As sand bars shift often and can be quite shallow, you have to have local knowledge to make it across.  You also have to time it at high tide so that you have enough water to cross without going aground.

The wind was blowing that afternoon and waves were breaking over the bar.  It certainly looked intimidating!  Luckily, the pilot boat was great.  Bill, who helps organize the rally, was on the VHF relaying the directions of the pilot.  He timed it between the sets in the swell and told us to gun it. Mike hit the throttle hard and pushed us through.  The swell came in behind us, and the boat surfed the wave.  Crazy.  Then, Bill came back on the radio and said “Bievenidos a El Salvador!”  We had made it across the bar and into El Salvador.

We were greeted at the dock with cocktails from the hotel at Bahia del Sol where we docked the boat.  Immigration also greeted us as we handed over our passports immediately after we stepped off the boat.  Clearing in was a pretty painless process.  There is an immigration office right at the hotel and the port captain arrived shortly after to give us the import permit for the boat.

The small marina is attached to the hotel, and for $15/week we can use the hotel facilities including the pool, internet and $1 beers at the bar.  The $1 beers were about the cheapest thing at the hotel though.  El Salvador uses the U.S. dollar as currency.  I think we had become quite spoiled living in Mexico this last year when the peso was so weak against the dollar.  Our prices just went up.

One of our first tasks after arriving was to find an ATM to get some cash.  We had limited US dollars on hand.  After paying immigration, we needed some cash.  There are no banks out on the peninsula by the marina. The closest ATM is in the “Supermercado.” The Supermercado is a convenience store about a 45 minute bus ride from the marina.

In order to get to the Supermercado, we had to take the “chicken bus.”  Chicken buses (no idea why they call them that) are the local buses found throughout Central America.  They are converted old US school buses which have been painted bright colors and often have crazy lighting.  They also usually have some extremely loud sound systems with sub-woofers that make it nearly impossible to talk on the bus. The buses can get pretty tightly packed, and as the seats were originally designed for school kids you can imagine how easily Mike at 6’2” fits.  The locals don’t quite have his long legs to worry about.

In addition to the bus drivers, each bus has a bus hustler.  It is the hustler’s job to get people on and off of the buses quickly.  It is not uncommon to hear the hustlers yelling, “rapido, rapido, rapido.”  We nearly got pushed off the bus by one.  I even saw one guy pick up a little girl (about 3 or 4) around the waist and carry her quickly up onto the bus.  The mom seemed unfazed.  Can you imagine that happening in the US?  Me neither.

The estuary at Bahia Jaltepeque is quite large, and there are multiple communities that live in and around the estuary, including on several islands.  Some have modern facilities, but others lack electricity and sanitation.  Although many of the local people live quite meagerly, everyone we have encountered has been very friendly and cheerful.

On Saturday nights, we’ve been invited to the island across from the marina in the estuary.  Bill and Jean live on the island and have introduced us to some of the locals who operate a make-shift pupuseria.  The kids always come out and greet us with hugs, and we’ve had some of the best pupusas.  Pupusas are to El Salvador what tacos are to Mexico.  They are made with either corn or rice flour that is made into a thick tortilla.  The tortillas are usually stuffed with cheese, beans or chicharron (pork).  They are served with curtido, which is a fermented cabbage topping. And, they are delicious!

One of the great things about the rally has been meeting up with some friends we made back in Mexico and making some new friends.  When cruising, friends come and go but you always hope to meet up again someday soon.  A daily ritual has certainly developed of everyone meeting up at the pool in the late afternoon with those cheap beers when it is just too hot to be stuck on the boat.  We’ve also had a few awesome potlucks.  Cruisers can get quite creative in the galley when you have limited options to work with!  The rally has also organized some fun activities, such as a dinghy raft-up, estuary tour to a beach and party barge.

One of the other fun trips we took was to a little town called Panchimalco up in the hills.  We went to visit an artist gallery that had the most amazing sculpture garden.  The artist runs workshops for aspiring artists in El Salvador and has showcased their work all over the world.  It really was an amazing find in this little town.

The marina has also been a safe place to leave the boat to make some excursions inland within El Salvador and Guatemala, but more on that next time…

~katie