Just discovered shots from the Moore Bloom camera!
Susanna, the reptile tamer
The great Usumacinta on the Mexico-Guate border
A beautiful friendship was born. They now pass back and forth, from coast to coast an amazing book of drawings that they've done together called "Girls", amazing works of art and culture.
The Human Reptile - Guiness book of world records holder
Bamboo path towards primary forest and a fantastic waterfall - see below
Almost 50 yrs old but not quite yet
Pedro Martinez sold me a fine used mountain bike. After dusty rides in the high altitude Oaxacan hills that got me puffing, bathing in Oaxaca's scarce water was very welcome. My skin got tough from the thorny brush. After I tumbled off a narrow path down a rocky ravine ass over teacup, my balance or was it my confidence, was never quite the same. I could only whimper in a whisper but Brian found me and pulled me up out of the gully.
Moore Blooms at tent city at the Tlacotalpan fandango. Like so many Mexican towns, I butchered the name Tlacotalpan for months but now it flows off the tongue like butter.
Moore Blooms at Tlacotalpan. It was a sea of Mexican hippees, all night drumming. It was sort of a hell of a lot of fun but a hell of a hard place to keep the young lad happy. He liked the Mexican equivalent of the running of the bulls.
Spooky Tlacotalpan sunset
Tlaco street
Brian in jarana bliss
Ruby in amphibian bliss
Fine dining at Las Nubes
Guacamaya twilight
Getting a mud bath from a Lacandon
Bats living at Yaxchilan
Arachnoid friend
Riparian bliss
On the way to Yaxchilan. Mexico on one side of the Usumacinta and Guate on the other. I had the pleasure of swimming to Guatemala across a wicked current.
Holy Week families bathing on the Usumacinta - parts of the river are scheduled to be dammed as part of the modernization globalization project called the Plan Puebla Panama.
Bonampak reptile resident loving stella
Friends that jump together stay together
Fast friends
Diego, a new friend we made in Palenque with the pure heart of a kid, makes his living as a clown in Mexico City subways. He has a long, jagged scar from where he was stabbed in the back. He's perhaps the most gentle, playful person I'd ever met - he spent hours romping in the pool with Arlo and Talia. That night, he endeared himself to a teen gringa and they held hands and maybe more under the full moon while the monkeys howled. We gave him some rice and a cook pot to boil up some chow with his bohemian guitar playing friend. They'd hitch-hiked from Mexico City to Palenque for Easter Week and they were broke.
San Cristobal hail storm
Mazunte sunset
Early morning on the Mazunte high seas
