Pristine beaches, misty rainforests and remote Mayan ruins: 45 years ago Central America was an adventure waiting to happen.
In October, 1976, I tracked down a few maps, packed up an old three-speed bicycle and flew to Mexico’s Yucatan Peninsula. My plan was to ride south towards Panama and see what developed. I had a grand total of $850 cash and no return ticket.
And what a ride! I cycled 1500 kms to Roatan over rough terrain, hitch-hiked to Panama along the fabled Ruta Panamericana and crewed my way back to Key West on a 50’ yacht. I explored pre-Colombian temples, pirate fortresses and old colonial cities. Camped out in rainforests and on undiscovered beaches. Met colorful characters and lovely young women. Smoked legendary weed. And I kept a daily journal.
The first entry into the journal was 12 October, 1976 outside of Spartanburg, South Carolina. But the story starts earlier, in 1972, when I was a 20-year-old long-haired dope-smoking proto-geographer hitch-hiking around America. Click Here to start the adventure.
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Panama Red, Sal Si Puedes, Panama City
Buying weed in the back alleys of Panama City is not for the faint hearted. But the fabled Panama Red, one of the first ‘name brands’ of dope, beckoned. So the first thing you do in Panama City is look to score.
The Scene: West End, Roatan, Honduras
Dazzling white beaches, colorful reefs, cool people, rainforest backdrop. West End was the tropical paradise I was looking for.
Bush Weed – West End, Roatan
All my new-found friends around West End had copious amounts of dope and kept me well supplied with big fat reefers, didn’t even want any money. Where did they get it? “Mon, I grow it” said Michael. “We all do. I’ll take you tomorrow to see.”
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Phil nice work and wow what a trip! Can’t wait to get a final hard copy to add to my collection of travel books.
Thanks Gino. Still working on formats and more anecdotes. Phil