July 31, 2010 GMT
Caribbean Beaches and Mud Baths

July 2010 Update Colombia Venezuela

Early morning, and grey clouds moved in quickly hiding the blue sky on the day we planned a boat ride to neighboring islands. The vessel ‘Alcatraz’ departed 45 minutes late, cruising across the calm bay waters passing the old fortified entrance of Cartagena. Islas Del Rosario and Playa Blanca on Baru was our destination today.

Guided package tours are not our favored form of sightseeing and this one did not endear itself. The first stop was on Islas Del Rosario where numerous boats jockeyed for mooring posts as they unloaded hundreds of tourists. This is a very small island struggling to deal with the sheer numbers disembarking. Tidal enclosures displayed several types of marine animals but this was an extra cost. Choosing not to participate, preferring to do a short walk around the island, returning to the boat to wait for our fellow passengers.

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Fort leaving Cartagena

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Our boat moored at Islas del Rosario

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Carol checking out the local seafood

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Carol, Rose and Mark getting ready to board the Alcatraz


Next stop….Playa Blanca had a larger beach, was also very crowded but could cope better with the tourists. We were ferried ashore on overloaded punts and then proceeded to open air restaurants for a seafood lunch. Rubbish was a bit of an issue on the island however the beach was very popular with numerous women offering massages, selling snacks and souvenirs. While Carol, Rose and Mark enjoyed a swim, I was badgered by a local woman who insisted on giving me a massage which was politely declined several times explaining I already had a travelling massager with me. The soothing ride back had us falling asleep before we reached Cartagena.


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Playa Blanca

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Overloaded punt

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Off loading the tourists at Playa Blanca

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The rubbish

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Playa Blanca

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Rose and Mark taking the punt back to the Alcatraz

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Sweet seller on our boat back to Cartagena

The next few days were spent sight seeing in both the old and new cities of Cartagena with our preferences definitely tending towards the restoration efforts made in the old city. The variety of door knockers, floral displays from windows and balconies combined with bright colour schemes on the houses really made it a photographer’s fun parlour. The finally for the walking tour was the Museo del Oro Zenu which displayed the ever abundant gold artifacts crafted by local Indians centuries ago.

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Beach and high rises apartments in the newer part of Cartagena

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Newer Cartagena

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The Clock Gate or Punta del Reloj in Cartagena

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Great knockers

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Beautiful restored buildings with colourful flowers

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Part of the old town wall in Cartagena

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Old town wall from another angle

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More colourful restored buildings

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So many interesting door knockers

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Around every corner was another beautiful street with colourful buildings

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Old town Cartagena

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Narrow streets

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Some of the gold on display in Museo del Oro Zenu


Another sunny day and onto a local bus for an organized tour… this time to El Totuno, a volcanic mud cone some 60-70 km away. This was a bit of a love/hate thing for the men and I was surprised at Carol and her sister’s enthusiasm to immerse into this gooey, grey sludge…maybe they thought it was the fountain of youth!! Mark was far smarter than me by refraining in this indulgence preferring to play photographer. To say the least I found the whole thing quite distasteful. This goo oozing from the bowels of the earth was impossible to move around in despite efforts to swim, walk or even stand. The body appeared to be completely suspended and trying to paddle to the edge was impossible so when exiting the numerous slimy bodies that surrounded you pushed and shoved you to a rough ladder so scrambling out was possible. My expression indicates my distaste for the whole exercise. People queued on the edge waiting patiently to enter. Many worked the mud into their faces and hair not realizing how difficult this stuff is to remove. Fortunately there was a large lake close by where mud smothered bodies dived in to remove the glue-like substance. Local women offered to scrub you down plus, on removal of your soiled swimmers, cleaned them also.

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The very crowded El Totumo mud volcano

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Ken not enjoying the experience!!

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These pre 16 year olds have been coming here daily for over a month. Then they were pre 60 years old!!! Someting is working.!

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Carol said there was no way she was putting her head/hair in the mud!

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Stairs down the mud volcano

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Even this guys beer was covered in mud!!

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The lake where you can clean up with the help of some local ladies


The return journey included a lunch stop on a beach. Superb fish and salad with sweets purchased from local venders hawking through the restaurant.

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Our fish lunch

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Local sweets


Still removing mud from orifices we had not cleaned at the lake the day before we headed to another beach destination however we needed a rest from the local transport and rode to Taganga which was just past Santa Marta further north along the coast. Rose and Mark once again joined the locals on a small bus. Traffic in Colombia is easy and generally we have few problems. The road was in excellent condition however we needed to ask directions in Santa Marta for the route over the hills into the small bay of Taganga. Carol’s investigative work located a small Hostal with secure parking so accommodation was already booked and we were well established in the cool surrounds of Hostal Moramar by the time bus dropped Rose and Mark off at the door.

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Hostal Moramar in Taganga

Taganga is popular for both local and international tourists but is small enough to feel very relaxed. Feeling far more energetic than me, Rose, Mark and Carol hiked over the hill into the next bay returning to say the beach was a far better option to the one in front of Taganga. The shores were lined with seafood restaurants and there were plenty of venders and hawkers vying for the tourist dollar.

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The next bay to Taganga had a nicer beach

On local transport once again we jumped back over the hill to Santa Marta for a day’s sight seeing. It was hot and steamy walking the souvenir shops and street/beach stalls but nothing really took our fancy so we headed back to Taganga mid afternoon only to be caught out by a tropical storm while exiting the bus. This forced us to take cover in a small store on the water front where local street dogs also sought refuge from the deluge. On recommendations from our Hostal owner and guide books, dinner was wood fired pizza at A La Vista, a very small café near the beach.

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Beach front in Santa Marta

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Afternoon rain storm in Taganga

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Even the local dogs where trying escape the rain

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Pizza at A LA Vista

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Beach at Taganga

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Esplanade Taganga

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On a boat this time to the next bay

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View of the next bay

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Very eager ice-cream seller but not sure how the swimmers will pay!!

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Sand dog!!

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Plenty of local sellers on the beach


Our farewells to the Hostal staff were completed early the next day before returning to Cartagena. While replenishing our drinking water supplies back in Cartagena the heavens opened up again. So cool in the tropics after it rains.

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Saying our farewells to the owner of Hostal Moramar

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Village on the way back to Cartagena

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These houses looked flooded now so what would they look like in the wet season

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Far right lane just for motorcyclists is toll free at all Toll Booths in Colombia

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Rain in the streets of Cartagena

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Rose and Mark trying to stay dry


The following day was designated a rest day after the busy time in Taganga but in the evening after reassurances from the Hotel staff we ventured into the streets of the Old Town to attempt some night shots of the fantastic restoration work.

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Night shot of Cartagena

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Cartagena

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Cartagena

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Cartagena


Then the following day more walking of the old town always searching for that perfect shot… So many choices with colours varying depending on the time, light and shadows. Did we say it was hot?? … so frequent cooling liquids were the order of the day.

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Walking through the clock tower gate

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Coloured balconies

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Artwork in one of Cartagena’s Museums

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Cartagena

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Bright hand made bags

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Horse and cart for the tourists

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Blue and yellow were very popular house colours

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Cooling down with an ice cold beer


Then all too soon time was up… Rose and Mark were packed and gone…. Some how I think they wished they could have continued a little longer in Colombia but their next stop was Mexico and for sure this would also be a highlight of their brief venture into the Americas.

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Wet eyes all round

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The helpful ladies at Hotel San Roque


Hotel San Roque had been our home on and off for some days probably weeks however it was time to bid farewell to our hosts. Although we did say our journey would have us back in Cartagena early in September. Our planned stop for the night was Riohacha, still in Colombia but this was to be our last town before we entered Venezuela. The day’s ride was hot and we experienced serious vapour lock in the fuel tank which I could not understand. The breather hose on the cap remained extended and no blockage could be located however I became adept at lifting the tank bag and undoing the cap thus releasing the pressure…. while riding!!!

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Departing Hotel San Roque

The following day a closer inspection revealed the problem…..a small brass pipe inserted into the cap where a broken plastic extension existed to hold the breather pipe had come adrift. Forcing the brass insert further in blocked all chance of the breather pipe doing its intended function. A quick glue job with JB Weld and all was fixed. We also completed a service at a small lubricantes. No problem doing the job here and staff were ever so helpful providing cool drinks and rags without our asking. The chores done, it was time for some sight seeing.

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Novel way to move a broken down small bike

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Bike service in Riohacha


Riohacha is a small fishing village but also had a significant tourist flow. The beach and coconut palms were very well maintained and locals celebrated birthdays and other social events along the shores. The heat and humidity was very apparent and our choice of Hotel (Hotel Jepirachi) provided air-conditioning which was much appreciated in the hot steamy nights.

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Beach party in Riohacha

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The bank of speakers

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Wide beaches

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Esplanade Riohacha

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Palm trees everywhere

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Street venders


The Venezuelan border crossing lay ahead today. Efforts to obtain information on this country brought little return although we did have a contact from our friend Alex in Belem, Brazil. Also a Canadian biker (Greg George) gave us information about his ride across Venezuela and exiting into Colombia at our entry crossing. Maracaibo was our first stop and this large city hosted the Moto Club Zulia. We had been in contact with the President and were to ring him on our arrival but first the border crossing.

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Farwell beautiful Colombia


Immigration went very smoothly however no customs/aduanes could be located. Carol returned from immigration with the same answer I had obtained from a local guy who spoke English. The Customs Office was a few miles down the highway…. “You can’t miss it”… A prominent building appeared and yes this was the place…but it was closed. A Police Officer manning a small booth at the front of the building indicated for us to just knock on the glass door… this did not raise anyone… so our friendly Policeman pulled out his cell phone and rang the Office. Patiently waiting at the front as instructed a guy appeared in a singlet, long pants and bare feet. He remonstrated and pointed to a small sign on the counter “Cerado Sabado y Domingo” (Closed Saturday and Sunday). It was Saturday. I queried this saying immigration was “abierto” (open) but customs closed on weekends????? We looked shocked and disappointed and said OK….we will return to Colombia…a much better place as they are open on weekends. No idea what changed his mind but he asked for our documents and subsequently processed our papers giving us the necessary temporary import permit. Expecting some sort of after hours “fee”, we asked how much and the reply was “nothing”… Welcome to Venezuela. We thanked him enthusiastically and bid him farewell returning to the Policeman to also thank him for his efforts.

The road to Maracaibo was concerning as we had heard from various reports that “banditos” frequented this area but generally only at night. Very old, large USA cars lurched down the highway around us belching clouds of black smoke. Lucky gasoline is cheap as most was blown into the air unburnt. These old cars were in a rather unroad-worthy condition in contrast to many very new cars that sped along way above the speed limit. Housing along the highway was conservative and painted brightly. Reaching the city limits mid afternoon we were surprised at the lack of traffic and after a couple of missed turns due to one way streets we found our accommodation which was unfortunately booked out. Carol’s research however had located another next door but was a little more expensive and up market to our normal Hotels but after the ordeals of the past few hours we paid the money and lapped up the luxury.

After Skype calling Maximiliano the President of Moto Club Zulia, we were collected in the evening by car and taken for a night tour of the city. Our plan was to stay a few days in town and when we asked if he knew the location of a secure cheaper Hotel, our host mentioned he had a penthouse which was currently under renovation but still had a functional bedroom, bathroom and kitchen we were welcome to use if it suited. Our needs are simple and his offer was gladly accepted. Sunday (following day) there was a gathering of the bike club at a recreational parkland where we enjoyed breakfast and meeting several club members. The array of late model sport bikes was impressive as we enjoyed great conversation and camaraderie.

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Bikes of Moto Club Zulia

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Moto Club Zulia members

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With Maximiliano, President of Moto Club Zulia

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View of Maracaibo from the penthouse

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Looking down from the penthouse

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Bay views from our window


More sight seeing the following day as Max collected us again in his car and drove us to see where Venezuela’s wealth was generated. Oil drilling on Lago de Maracaibo a short drive from the city dominated the day with these ‘mechanical chickens’ working around the clock. The pumps were located on both land and water and no security existed around them as we inspected several operating plants. Gasoline and diesel is very inexpensive in Venezuela…cheaper than water in most places. We believe under the current exchange rate it was costing us less than US$2 to fill our 34 litre tank…

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Lago de Maracaibo was full of oil rigs

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Mechanical Chickens were everywhere in this area


The road called us again as we joined Max on his near pristine Africa Twin. At Dabaiuro almost half the distance to our intended destination we stopped to bid him farewell and share a cold drink before finishing the short ride to Coro. Many thanks Max and his club for their warm hospitality and friendship.

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Max on his Africa Twin

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Thank you Max


Hostal Tun Tun owned by a French/Venezuelan couple (Damian & Norko) looked very appealing in the hot afternoon sun. Secure parking, air conditioning, kitchen and a very friendly host. Coro was a very quiet town, safe to move around in at night with plenty of small restaurants, museums and buildings from the colonial days. This was a change to our surrounds in Maracaibo which were considered unsafe to walk after dark.

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Courtyard inside Hostal Tun Tun

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Hostal Tun Tun owners, Norko and Damian


Sight seeing in Coro was easy… Flat earth, little traffic, and early on we found a small tourist office who gave us a map…Will let the pictures tell the story.

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Helpful Tourist Information in Coro

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More bright coloured buildings

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Local Museum

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Colonial bed in the Museum

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Courtyard in the Museum

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Restored colonial building

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Museo de Arte Coro

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Coro


Peninsula de Paraguana is a sand isthmus jutting out into the Caribbean and provided a pleasant ride the following day without luggage. Trees were almost non existent and wild donkeys scarpered across the road frequently to graze on the lush grasses. They were far more street wise than their Argentinean relatives and rarely caused us concern. Sand on the narrowest section of the peninsula often swamped the road and appeared to be a never ending battle to contain. Beaches were occupied by local tourists and the warm day had us looking for frequent cool drinks. A light snack at Adicora and we headed back to Coro through the dunes that edged the road. Due to the lack of trees and the open sandy plains, wind was a real issue and obviously caused a lot of the sand movement.

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The sand often tries to overtake the road

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Beach on Peninsula de Paraguana

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Wild donkeys

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Roadside hammock sales

Another warm day greeted us and we were reluctant to leave the cool courtyard of Hostal Tun Tun. Although the ride planned was not a long distance we were warned that the road over the mountain to Puerto Colombia was very narrow and twisty. This advice was not wrong; with the surface in a reasonable condition, care was still needed due to the dense forest not allowing the sun to dry the road. We entertained a couple of small busses and cars in both directions and only just had enough room to get by.

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Narrow road to Puerto Colombia

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Dense forest engulfs the road

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Crossing a small causeway near Puerto Colombia


Reaching the beach town we opted for a more up market Hotel due to the secure parking available. Hostal Colonia was in the main accommodation/restaurant area but was a little ways from the beach.

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Outside our first room at Hostal Colonia

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More brightly painted houses


Very narrow streets slow the vehicular traffic as pedestrians also used the tight corridors. After crossing a small causeway and a short walk we reached the beach. An extremely popular venue with families enjoying the surf and long sandy bay… Must have been vacation/holiday time judging by the volume of tourists. Returning from the beach we opted for a cool shower before heading off for dinner however a plumbing problem caused the shower water to flood the kitchen area of our small cabana. Our hosts tried in vain to get the waste flowing but failed so we were moved to another room which did not have a kitchen. The beach was so inviting we stayed another day before exiting on the twisty mountain road back to the highway.

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Beach was very popular

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Sunsets were worth waiting for

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Crowds enjoyed the view

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Fishing boats filled the small river

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Other boats ferried tourists around

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Interesting beer cans

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Old bus

Our straight road was short-lived as once again we moved into the coastal hills to reach Colonia Tovar, a German flavored village nestled in the cool mountains above the coastline. The steep climb was just as entertaining as the exit from Puerto Colombia with the German architectural influence becoming very apparent on the approaches to the village.

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Leaving Puerto Colombia

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Steep twisty road to Colonia Tovar

The village streets were steep and narrow with tourist busses struggling to maneuver. Our early arrival gave us ample time to walk the array of shops, hotels and restaurants. Locating suitable accommodation in our budget was difficult and the Residencias Grunner Park was probably our most expensive in Venezuela. Although the buildings were very German we failed to see many European faces with the general population looking mostly Venezuelan, olive skinned and dark haired.

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Our German style hotel

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The main plaza in Colonia Tovar

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Sign post

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Colonia Tovar


The night became quite cool, almost cold and we found it difficult not to sleep in the next day. However, our departure to the coast commenced early realizing the cool temperatures of the hills would abruptly end on the Caribbean coast.

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On the road towards the coast

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View to the coast


Our Venezuelan map was a little obscure at this time and we often needed reassurance from locals for directions. Riding down to the coast brought warmer weather as expected plus a huge increase traffic. After negotiating the towns and cities the coastal road traffic was almost non existent. Several quiet, pristine beaches tempted us to stay but we pushed on reveling in the road conditions.

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Banana vendor along the road

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Coast views

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Road was sometimes close to the coast

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and other times cut inland

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Another beautiful beach

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Thick forest either side of the road

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Dirt section


Where our map indicated the pavement stopped and the dirt road began we still enjoyed a new concrete surface…Finally it finished but the soil track was hard packed and our speed only slowed marginally. The dirt only lasted around 10 kms before the pavement swept us along once more. By this time we had by-passed Caracas however ominous dark clouds moved in much quicker than anticipated and then dumped their cooling contents as we struggled to get our rain gear on. Moving a little faster we searched every little village for accommodation as more black clouds gathered around us. Finally we found a very dilapidated motel in Clarines where we hastily unloaded the bike before the next deluge reached us. After the cloud burst we took a closer look at our surrounds and noted this would have been quite an impressive establishment at some point with all of the rooms accessing a very large pool (50 m x 25 m). Sadly economic pressures reduced the building to almost ruins and the pool to a stagnant pond. There was only one other room occupied that evening.

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Most nights our room looked like this after washing sweaty clothes


Our hopes to reach Cumana were washed away the previous day by storms but only a short ride the following day allowed us to reach this large port city. Carol’s research also located a couple of likely prospects for accommodation with secure parking however we got tangled up in the one way streets before we located Hotel Astoria. A windowless room with a small air conditioner beside the door provided some respite from the heat. The hot air from a row of these small a/c’s was dispensed into the hall-way come bar, come pizza restaurant with this heat then being converted to cooler air by a larger a/c. Enquiries with management about street safety in the evening brought a swift response of ‘no it is not safe’ so we were in lock down mode and captive of the pizza menu and bar for the night. This did not disappoint us as the pizza was excellent.

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Our room at Hotel Astoria

Our meanderings through town the following day located the ferry port to Isla de Margarita, with the time table prominently displayed near the ticket seller’s window. Cumana was hot and steamy as well as busy. A couple met at our Hotel the previous evening asked us to join them for lunch at their beach house. What a difference a sea breeze makes and we hoped the Hostal we had booked at Juan Griego on Isla de Margarita enjoyed the same winds.

The ferry departed around 9.00 am the following day. By the time we had boarded the sun was blazing away and our full riding gear was not helping to cool us. With the bike secured we raced to the huge air conditioned lounge to cool down. The vessel was probably more a ship than a ferry and the crossing was extremely smooth and with flat screen TV’s playing current movies, there was little chance of Carol getting ill. All too soon we left the comfortable seats, rejoined the bike and charged out onto the busy roads of Isla de Margarita.

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One of the many ferries to the Isla de Margarita

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On board our ferry

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Air conditioned lounge was most welcoming

GPS Carol worked her magic and soon we moved along the paved but dusty roads to the northern side of the island reaching our accommodation, Hostal El Caney with daylight to spare. Our Canadian host and Peruvian wife allayed any fears we had of moving around at night venturing through the busy streets in search of a good seafood meal. Our stay on this international tax haven looked very good.

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Rooms & kitchen area at Hostal El Caney

Posted by Ken Duval at July 31, 2010 12:45 AM GMT
 
 

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