Mike in the Wild

The hotel outside Chichen Itza epitomized the entire region in a way.  Mayaland Hotel was indeed within the home of the Maya, but it was closed indefinitely.   Until the Covid pandemic shuttered the adjacent entrance to the archaeology park, Mayaland was just a short walk away for overnight tourists.  Now, like the ancient city and towering temples it looked out upon, its best days were most likely behind it.    The Maya are an indigenous people that have inhabited southeast Mexico and northern Central America for millennia.  Their pre-Hispanic civilization was renowned for its large cities and towering temples that remain today as archaeological sites in various states of excavation, preservation, and reconstruction.  While these cities each have their own unique histories, all the Maya ultimately shared the same fate at the hands of sixteenth century Spanish invaders and missionaries: conquest and subjugation.  Nevertheless the people ...

Visiting cenotes while traveling through the Yucatán Peninsula was never high on my priority list.  Birdwatching, exploring Mayan archaeological sites, snorkeling, beachcombing, and cervezas at sunset were the activities that most excited me as I planned my six-day road trip in Mexico.  But on the route from Playa del Carmen to Chichen Itza, there were more than a dozen cenotes on the map, all advertised with prominent signs on the road as I soon discovered.  So before setting out in the car, my husband and I picked two cenotes to check out: Chichikan and Ik Kil.   Ik Kil cenote near Chichen Itza. Cenotes are sinkholes in the limestone earth that have filled with fresh water from rain and the region's natural aquifer.  Rivers on the Yucatán Peninsula only flow underground, and the cenotes are often glimpses at, and entrances to, these waterways.  The idea of swimming or tubing in this cold water had never appealed to me, especially in a dark, creepy ca...

It wasn't long ago that I wrote about olive-throated parakeets on my visit to Belize.  There wasn't actually much to report except that while on a visit to a Mayan pyramid, I watched several fly overhead, failing miserably to capture any photographs of them.  Well, I'm happy to write that on my return to the Yucatán Peninsula two months later, I had much better luck.   The two trips to the region were markedly different.  The first, in February, was merely a short stop on a cruise where I booked an excursion that comprised a bus trip to the Altun Ha archaeological complex and a return by boat down the Belize River.  It was a fantastic journey filled with lots of spectacular wildlife sightings, but no parrot pictures during my short shoreside stay.  The second visit in April  was an actual six-day land vacation where I flew in and out of Cancun and rented a car to explore a wide swath of Mexico's Yucatán. This latest trip began with two nights at t...

For the third time in four years, I was on a cruise that stopped for a day on the island of Roatan.  And for the third straight time, I made a beeline for West Bay Beach - the place I’d been boldly calling the best beach snorkeling in the Caribbean.   Unfortunately on this latest visit the weather didn’t cooperate. Cloudy skies with strong winds and below-normal temperatures combined to create poor conditions for snorkeling.    I planned a full day at West Bay, even buying a day pass at Infinity Bay Resort that fronted the beach and offered the best reef access close to the south end. Luckily a pool and its adjacent lounge chairs were at my disposal because the beach chairs were in a wind tunnel.   A dozen people were in the water, most of them snorkeling near the cliffs that bordered the south end of West Bay and that offered some shelter.  The seas were certainly less choppy there but I was still frustrated by the poor visibility when I finally ...

I hadn’t been at Altun Ha long before a flock of squawking parrots shot overhead. Chris, one of our guides, identified them as olive-throated parakeets—birds I’d never seen before.  I had entered the Mayan archaeological site already scanning the trees and had even photographed an American redstart near the restrooms.  But the parakeets were the sort of tropical birds that had drawn me to Belize’s hot interior rather than to the breezy cays fringing the country’s coral reefs, a far shorter trip from my cruise ship.  Surely, I thought, there must be trogons, manakins, euphonias, and even toucans in the surrounding jungle. View of Altun Ha ruins. There were indeed plenty of birds at Altun Ha. I found additional warblers besides the redstart—hooded, black-and-white, and magnolia—along with a white-eyed vireo. Several flycatchers called the park home, including great kiskadees, tropical kingbirds, and a third species that was either a dusky-capped or a brown-crested. A clay-c...