03.09.2013 - 07.09.2013 33 °C
The daily activities here on Punta Pajaros are completely dictated by the weather. After a couple of rainy days Kerri and I were getting bored with the same four walls of our room and decided to brave the elements. Wearing all of our clothes to protect ourselves from the mosquitos, we ventured to the ruins, located between our house and the swamp at the back of the island. It’s a pretty small site compared to what we have seen before, with just two structures and some old wall foundations, apparently where their houses were built. Although small, the site was quite atmospheric in the rain, surrounded by tropical jungle without a car park or tacky souvenir sellers. It seems an unlikely spot for a population centre; in a canoe it must have been a good day’s paddle to the mainland. I also don’t understand how they coped with the insects; I guess the ancients must have been more in tune with nature than we are.
After that the weather turned beautiful again and the sea was back to its usual see-through aquamarine colour. We decided to mix up our standard daily routine and hike 1 hour along the beach to a rocky point called “Sacrificio”, Sacrifice. The origin of this name seems unclear- the workers don’t know if it was a reference to the Maya or all the fish that get caught here. As we walked along the shore in the hot sun we came across an old stone wall, hidden by the breaking waves, probably dating back to the Mayas.
While we were making our way along the shore Kerri spotted a 2 foot ray bobbing in the waves. I took a great picture! Not long after I also spotted 2 barracudas stalking the shore line. They look pretty unfriendly. We arrived at the point, a rocky headland between two bays and spent some time jumping across rock pools and looking at the baby angel fish and poking at the crabs.
Along with these discoveries we also saw a huge amount of rubbish, washed ashore here by converging currents. There were all kinds of plastic items from all over the world and in amongst the plastic crates, sandals, children’s toys and bottles we spotted a three foot whale bone- probably one of its ribs. I’m not much of an eco-warrior but it seems like it would be a good idea to use less non-recyclable items to protect places like this. Kerri and I are picking up a big sack of plastic a day (pursued by nasty wasps/horseflies) from the beach – so far we have cleaned maybe 100 metres.
Today it was sunny again and as we were heading out to clean the beach we came across jaguar footprints in the sand heading into the bush. There were vultures circling overhead so it must have made a kill and dragged the corpse into the jungle the night before. This is about 100 metres from our house. It’s amazing to live so close to these animals – although it’s unlikely we will ever see one as they hide in the shadows.