flat agricultural lands make up a good deal of northern coastal territory
jason leaving a bread shop on the road, Corralillo
... as well as horse-drawn carriages...
... and even ox-drawn...
a work tricycle
Playa La Panchita
homemade style, proudly Cuban
playing Parcheesi at night with friends from a casa particular
a flamboyant roadside break from the heat
Jeff's nipple about 10 days after the accident.
mother and daughter
husband and wife
the preferred type of taxi in Sagua La Grande, driver resting in the shade during noontime heat
scene from Sagua La Grande
hand-powered!
motorcycles with sidecars are also a common method of transport
bike taxi seen in Caibarién
Here Jeff is lined up for what are Cuba's preeminent street food, MINUTA, or small fresh fish sandwiches. This stand is in Caibarién, and we made sure to make the most of it:
Jeff's take: four fish sandwiches and four hush puppies
Jason repairs a flat on the causeway that leads to Cayería del Norte, 40 km across open sea and small keys
our campsite at Playa La Salina on Cayo Las Brujas. There was incredible snorkeling here... we saw several lobsters, huge barracuda, a ray, various species of parrotfish, and schools of grunts and atlantic blue tang.
amazing lizard at Playa La Salina
sunset, between Cayo Las Brujas and Cayo Santa Maria...
heading out to Cayo Santa Maria
the touristy fake Cuban village in the hotel zone on Cayo Santa Maria, which we dubbed Cuba World
Cuba World was good for one thing though: World Cup football matches. Here we watched Algeria and England play to a scoreless tie.
we rode a nice dirt track out to Playa La Blanca...
the causeway has about 46 bridges in all
Our first stop after our return to Caibarién: more fish sandwiches
Jason and his 8th yellowtail snapper, tail and all
Cuban housing projects, Caibarién
horse, driver, family, friends, and Jeff
Camilo Cienfuegos larger than life
the Cuban bike taxi scene is no joke
the women who sold us pitchers of cold fresh mamey smoothies after a morning of hot cycling
complete with baby seat
the Cuban equivalent of cenotes: here we spend an afternoon at Los Lagos
our first spotting of flamingoes on this trip, Los Lagos
Jeff, tractor drafting. Basically, the Cuban tractors roll at about 40 km/hour. Whenever possible, we would maneuver behind and cruise in the draft zone, pedalling in high gear. Yes, the locals thought they were hallucinating when we would fly by at 40 km/hour.
this cruised past us and we couldn't believe our eyes
even the bread man goes on bike
we showed up in Morón during their Carnaval festival. We managed to find the best street food available, this time in the form of individual pan onion pizzas...
one pan pizza is worth about 20 cents in US dollars
the Pizza Man at work, who was from Camaguey
the damage... for starters we each ate 4 pizzas. the beer bottle holds extra tomato sauce
curious bike and owner in Morón
flamingoes seen on the causeway out to Cayo Coco
Jason trying out a Cuban guitar (el trés) at Playa La Prohibida on Cayo Coco
flamingoes at dawn on Cayo Guillermo
the end of the road at Cayo Guillermo, near Playa Pilar. Amazing snorkelling here... still warm water, visibility of 100 feet or more. We saw lobsters and king crabs, in addition to loads of fish.
underwater snapshot before Jason's camera leaked and nearly fried itself on salt water.
What do you think this means?
The beginning of the Cayo Coco causeway, on our way back to Morón. The sign says: "Here we must dump rocks without looking forward", and Fidel clearly smiles on this project
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