As my knee had been giving me trouble, since before we left for Mexico, I told Julie and Chuy to go ahead on the hike up to see the Temple/Shrine remains from ancient days. I would wait down below in the town village and watch the local people at the market.
This post has to be made into a couple of parts, due to the amount of photos we took that day....
Just the hike up thru the mountains is a photo gallery in itself.....so, I will divide these posts up a bit.
So far, in this post.... Julie and Chuy hiked up the mountain which lays at the end of a village street. At the base of the trail, before you head up the ancient worn stairs.... and rock steps smoothed over from thousands of years of wear from the Indians, lives a family that guards the trail so to speak. They pray there for your safety, and have put up an altar to keep the bad little people and devils away........! It all reminds me of the stories of Little People Gramma Hazel used to talk about now and then...... she heard the stories from her brothers or mom......?
So, this hike is beautiful, and is a test of endurance. You go nearly straight up in a continuous fashion for 3,000. feet. Julie admits to huffing and puffing, and glancing at Chuys vanishing backside a few times....looks like Chuy is still as fit as ever! Its an ardous hike..... but, once you reach the top there are a few surprises awaiting you! Thats for the next post!
The family that lives at the base of the mountain trail.......
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