During a jungle hike in Pluma Hidalgo, I stumbled upon this Cafetal (coffee processing plant). It was pretty sweet. And abandoned. The misty jungle made it seem like a Jurrasic Park compound, which made it all that much better to explore. This is where they wash the coffee beans. Like a huge coffee bathtub. Below was a massive concrete pad to dry the beansafter they're washed. I ate lunch on those steps and was attacked by to dogs. They were fierce until I shared my tuna with them, then they were my friends.
This is the path that I was walking on. On either side there are coffee plants. There didn't appear to be much order to the whole operation and I decided it must be quite a task making sure they've harvested all their beans.
This is the camp I made when I arrived in San Agustin.
This is the bay itself, the view from San Augstin's shrine.
I think I might have said it before, but the waves on the Pacific coast don't mess.
I upgraded my accomodations a bit further down, to the executive suite. Mostly because of the incredible, impermeable roof. Note the Mexican Flag flying proudly from the right-most beam. I figured I was less likely to be robbed if I had a Mexican Flag.
"Bandito Yankee" a tribute to one of the great movies of all time and, more generally, the late Paul Newman.
Just thought I'd proffer I few glimpses of the trip, now that I have them. Enjoy.
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