If you're like me, you tend to enjoy your vacations, but often "wish just a few little things had been different." Well, I've just come back from a stay at Macaw Bank Jungle Lodge and I wouldn't change one single thing.,
Having read the reviews here on TripAdvisor, I was pretty sure Macaw Bank would suit my desires for a genuine jungle connection with all the comforts of home, and I was right. I planned an especially long stay, eleven days, because I like to experience a new place in detail rather than jump from place to place for a fleeting visit.
Ron and Al were worried that I wouldn't find enough to do, but I was entranced with the incredible wild jungle that comes right to the doorsteps of the cabanas: the screened but glass-less windows invite the nightly cricket and frog night-music, then the jubilant morning birdsongs tumble right into your bedroom at sunrise ~ total immersion!
Wandering around the beautifully kept grounds during the daytime with my camera and binoculars was rewarding, too. Every day I spotted new birds (77 in all, and I'm not an "avid birder") including a skulking gray-necked woodrail, a ferruginous pygmy owl, both brown and green jays, masked tityras, 3 kinds of woodcreepers, collared aricaris and keel-billed toucans eating cecropia fruits, parrots and parakeets, and lots of other birds totally new to me. It was a FEAST of birds!
Mere steps from my Macaw Cabana, a well-groomed but mysterious and beckoning trail led directly into the jungle, mysterious with hanging lianas, passionflowers, leafcutter ants carrying their bits of leaves, shrieking parrots flashing by overhead, and the gutteral clicking call of toucans in the distance. I'm pretty sure I saw ocelot tracks in the trail.
In the other direction, a broad path led to a little beach on the beautiful Macal River, where I went almost daily to sit on the rustic bench and enjoy the roosting egrets, king vultures, and clacking kingfishers diving for tiny fish right in front of me. Huge orange iguanas sunned in the trees near the river, and I photographed many remarkably tame butterflies feeding on the trailside flowers. And the mushrooms ~ brilliant red ones, and a Veiled Lady with its netted white skirt, to mention just a couple!
I had a chance to follow Tallulah, the resident coati mundi, as she prospected in the jungle for good things to eat. What a delightful, loving little creature she is!
Every morning when I appeared in the restaurant, Ron, Al, or one of the two Mayan lads, Henri or Angel, would appear like magic with a cup of coffee for me, and, shortly later, whatever breakfast I desired. Prepared from scratch by Ron and Al, the meals were, without fail, delicious and nicely presented, and since I was unaccompanied, one of them, at my invitation, sometimes joined me for good conversation. I immensely enjoyed our evening chats over Belikan beers or delicious mixed drinks, and they made sure my Christmas, New Year's Eve and my 68th birthday, all of which I celebrated there, were memorable events.
I did do one outside trip, to visit the Caracol Mayan ruin. Ron orchestrated my trip faultlessly, having the boys drive me out to the highway to meet the Pacz tour van. The ruins were marvelous, and I'll never forget them, but they didn't hold a candle to my delightful experiences just wandering the trails, sketching and journaling, birdwatching, eating the fine food, and chatting with Ron and Al at Macaw Bank Jungle Lodge.
I returned home with my sketchbook full of drawings, and with 750 photos in my camera. My experience is chronicled on my blog here: http://naturejournaling.blogspot.com/2012/01/nature-journaling-in-belize-2.html if you'd like more details. I hope to go back to Macaw Bank Jungle Lodge again and again.
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