After Copan we took a series of buses to Rio Dulce. It is, I think, impossible to describe the beauty of Rio Dulce. It was hard enough to get good photographs. We spent the first night in a lodge called ‘Kangaroo’. This failed to impress. It was set up for tourists, expelled sewage straight into the river and was generally tacky. We got the lancha up to Hotelito Perdido the next morning. We’ve been to Hotelito Perdido before. I would love to go there again. It is incredibly tranquil. The situation is sensational and it’s run mostly by volunteers who work for the privilege of staying there. The meals are all vegetarian and it is, I guess, a bit newagey for some tastes, but I love it there.
What did we do? Well we took out a kayak on the first day and managed not to sink it. We had no particular destination, we just paddled up and down the river, enjoying the views and the birdwatching. The river is full of fish and herons of many sorts. There are also pelicans, Montezuma’s Oropendola, some frigate birds, flycatchers of many sorts, banded kingfishers…. it’s quite a long list.
We booked a jungle hike for the second day but it was cancelled due to a great deal of rain. Proving that it’s called rainforest for a reason. We took the kayak out again when the rain cleared. The third day we hiked to Livingstone. A sort of medium difficulty hike but very interesting. A boat bought us back to the hotel.
Mostly, though, we just lay around the jungle lodge, enjoying the view, lazing in a hammock and reading. The dog is called Rasta and he likes canoes.