We decided at breakfast that since we were up early, we would do a bit of exploring and walk to the village of Santa Cruz. We had been told this takes two hours, so planned to walk there, have a coffee somewhere and get a boat back. At 8 we headed off. We had walked some of this route before and knew that after the village of Tzununa the unpaved road becomes more of a track, wide enough for perhaps a jeep, but very steep.
Little did we know what was ahead of us!
In Tzununa we stopped regularly to show Anu chickens, puppies, a cow, goats and pigs. Then we walked on, taking the track that went uphill, passed lots of big houses, with beautiful views of the lake. After an hour, we reached a well-known luxury hotel, and the track stopped. There was a small dirt path through a field, and as we stood wondering if this was the way we should go, a man passed by. I asked how to get to Santa Cruz and he pointed to the path. So off we went and the adventure really began. We followed this windy little track, that hugged the cliff, where one false move would see you sliding down to... I don't even want to think about it. Up and down, along cliffs, through fields of corn, woods, over a little river, we climbed and scrambled along, with Anu fast asleep attached to me, in the baby carry. It was a beautiful walk, despite the danger element. After 90 minutes, we swapped baby and backpack, and kept on, though legs were tiring. Finally, we saw down below us the village of Jabalito, and decided enough was enough, we would be happy if we had the strength to make it that far. Santa Cruz was out of the question. By the time we got to the dock, we'd been on the go for almost two and a half hours. We didn't reach Santa Cruz and I don't think we'll try again!!