Early, early in the morning roosters start crowing. The darkness certainly did not stop them from launching the day. A little later another sound almost as if there were barking dogs running around, but not quite. What could that be? It was also quite an alarm. After we were up I learned that the second noisy critter was a noisy bird called guacharaca. They seemed to spend a good bit of time calling back and forth in the morning and then again in the evening. Guacharacas are a brown bird about a foot long, measuring from tail to beak. They greeted us each morning, sometimes noisier than others.
We enjoyed breakfast on the veranda where we could look out over the valley and the neighboring mountains. After breakfast we made our first trek up to the gate at the top of the drive. By day two my calf muscles were complaining because of the serious stretch caused by the steepness.
A neighbor took us to a nearby town that had about 20,000 inhabitants. This woman also drove with skill and verve as she whipped around the curves that were on a new road for us. Later we learned that about 20 miles of this road had 130 curves. Luckily Leroy did not feel ill this morning. It was interesting to go to some of the shops there as well as the markets. We also walked out on an extension bridge.
On the drive home we turned off onto a smaller road that continued to get small until it was just two tire paths in the woods. We got out having lunch at a fish farm where we dined on fresh fish along with some vegetables. It was quite fine. You will find a picture of the house where we stayed, a market, and where we ate lunch.
I wish I knew Spanish. Leroy, who knows some found the speech too rapid to understand much of it.
Paula
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