Roxy and I woke up in this cabin at The Trek Stop in San Jose Succotz (note to best beloveds: this is the cabin Mike, Mariah, and I slept in when we were there in 2003).
We had just a few minutes to enjoy the company of the owner, Tino - turns out he sold butterflies to Roxy's mom, Nancy before Hurricane Mitch devastated her butterfly project.
We drove the few blocks into Succotz to Ken Dart's office and headed up the hill in his burly Landrover; as you can see, the roads required it.
We visited 2 caves on Ken's property. Here's guide Leo, Tino's cousin, at the mouth of Actun Halal, a beautiful shelter cave.
Many of the natural formations were altered by the Maya 1000 or more years ago to represent faces and skulls.
A bat skeleton adds to the ambience.
We left Actun Halal behind and headed deeper into the jungle along an ancient Maya causeway toward Actun Chapat, an extensive cave or - perhaps more accurately - cave system with underground lakes, Maya artifacts, and miles yet to be discovered.
Ken gingerly works his way along a ledge to the entrance.
Although archaeologists have removed most of the larger artifacts (darn!) the floor was littered with pot shards.
Yay! A whiptailed scorpion spider with plate-sized leg span.
The curved piece is a metate (grinding stone).
We hiked out and headed back to San Jose Succotz in the truck - a day well spent yet still young.