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Sept 28 (con't) |
September 23, 2003 After spending the night in the rain at Lake Arereko, we awoke to clearing skies. Heartened by the sunshine, we hiked around this 40-hectare, man-made lake that is surrounded by pine tress and rocks. The water was about ten feet below the high water line due to many recent years of drought.
After leaving the church, we headed out to the "Valley of the Monks". On the drive there we were privileged to drive through the Tarahumara community of Arereko. The area was a valley between rolling hills covered with cornfields and wildflowers. Colorfully dressed women worked in the fields and the men toiled along the roads with cows or goats. After working in the fields in the morning, children attended school in the afternoon.
We may not always have a photo to show you what we describe because these people are very private and don’t always want to be photographed. To do so would be an intrusion and it is important to respect their wishes. Finally arriving at the "Valley of Monks", we crossed over a small stream and parked the expedition vehicle. The valley gets its name from the rock formations that look like groups of praying monks. You can use your own imagination. We thoroughly enjoyed our hike through this geologically fascinating area.
Leaving Arereko we headed back to Creel for some grocery and internet duties. Finished with that we headed toward Cusarare where we spent the night alongside a stream. Before setting up however, we asked permission from the Tarahumara owner when she came by herding her cows toward home at the end of the day. I had a very nice conversation with her in my broken Spanish. She was telling me how much work it was taking her ten cows each day to find forage. We were very appreciative when she granted us permission to camp on her land. Our night was probably the quietest of our whole trip. No barking dogs and not much traffic going by. This morning we got up and saw a huge Great Blue Heron fishing in the creek we were camped beside. That was really special. After leaving our wonderful campsite, we headed to the Cusarare Cascade. This waterfall was a 3kim (1.85mi) hike through pine trees and along the river. Cusarare, which means "Place of Eagles" in Raramuri, has developed their own eco-tourism program in conjunction with the state government. (See Ethnic-Tourism section)
After the cascade, we headed to the Cusarare mission which dates back to the 17th century. The interior was beautifully decorated with Tarahumara designs and hand-hewn beams and floorboards.
We continued down the road toward Guachochi where we will visit tomorrow. As the afternoon got late, we started our daily routine of looking for a camp spot. Generally we look for a small side road where we can set up camp out of view of the main road.
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