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The Rancho Journal, December 2000
Bacalar, Quintana Roo, MEXICO

REMAINS OF THE DAY
by Tracy Staton
New Roads And Archaelogical Digs
Are Bringing Little-Known Mayan Ruins Out Of Hiding
Mayan Ruins
Photo by Chad Windham

Take a look at a highway map of the Yucatán peninsula, and you’ll see a broad swath of nothingness from the Caribbean to the Gulf of Mexico — a seeming no man’s land marked only by state and national borders and traversed by one road that links the Mexican cities of Chetumal and Escarcega and the few smaller towns in-between. This remote jungle was once a vast network of shrines, villages, stone roads, and man-made canals that was a beehive of trade, agriculture, politics, and war for hundreds of years before it ever saw a European. But the cities and temples were inexplicably abandoned around 900 AD, and the civilization disintegrated. Trees and vines grew atop ball courts and pyramids until vast cities like Calakmul and Copán were subsumed into oversized hummocks.

Now, more and more of these hummocks are revealing their buried treasure as archaeologists unearth previously unseen sites and structures. These newly rediscovered pre-Columbian ruins inspired Guatemala, Belize, El Salvador, Honduras, and Mexico, which all boast a share in this heartland of the Classic Maya period, to promote tourism to sites hitherto unexplored by the tourist horde. While visitors had long climbed the Pyramid of the Sun at Chichén Itzá, few outside the local villagers knew the twin pyramids and seven score stelae of Calakmul, for example. Tourism officials figured that if 8.8 million people already visited Mexico’s well-known ruins annually, then improving roads, attracting new hotels, supporting new archaeological digs, and promoting the “new” sites would attract even more people.

But progress is slow in the jungle. Roads that cut through the rainforest in the dry months are apt to be swallowed by vegetation when the rains come, as they do each May through February. Archaeologists who dig for buried treasure can only move so much earth in a dry season’s time. So it is only now that many treasures of Mayan architecture are fully accessible and fit for public view.

Many a pyramid remains to be uncovered, however, especially in the deep forest along Mexico’s southern borders, and reaching many of the ones that have been excavated still requires a vehicle with good shocks and a willingness to expect the unexpected. But once you arrive, exploring the ruins with so little competition from other tourists makes it well worth the drive. And along the way, if you’re lucky, you might encounter some of the modern Maya people, many of whom still live in traditional thatch-roofed houses and speak the Mayan language, in their rainforest villages a stone’s throw from the magnificent temples their ancestors built.

My family and I start our foray into the Mundo Maya, or Mayan world, with a trip to Calakmul, the granddaddy of recently excavated sites. It covers about 10 square miles and once housed upwards of 60,000 people. Digging continues there; one of the city’s twin pyramids has yet to be uncovered completely, so each dry season yields new treasures to explore. Best of all, it’s deep in a jungle preserve, where jaguars still roam but few tourists do.

After a four-hour trip on the two-lane Highway 186 from Chetumal, we decide to leave Calakmul until the next morning, and instead spend the evening touring the smaller site of Chicanná and enjoying the pool at the Chicanná Ecovillage Resort. As night falls, basilisk lizards scurry along the resort’s stone paths, and we take advantage of the hotel’s wine list.

The air is still cool and damp the next morning when construction workers halt us on 186 as they work on one of the high- way projects designed to improve access to the jungle’s archaeological sites. A few minutes later, we turn off the main highway into the Calakmul Biosphere Reserve and pay our toll to an attendant.

Archaeologists believe that Mexico’s Calakmul, Tikal in Guatemala, and Caracol in Belize were rival cities of similar might and glory. A great thoroughfare once led from Calakmul to Tikal they say — a route for trade and, later, war. Tourism officials have planned a modern-day version of that highway to facilitate tours that include both sites. In the meantime, it’s possible to sign on with package tours, but travel between the two sites is difficult. Even touring Calakmul alone can be a challenge because it’s so large, which is why area guides offer the option of viewing the site on horseback. The easiest way to find a guide is to ask around in the little town of Xpujil, just east of the Chicanná ruins, or to contact the caretakers of the ruins in the area. You’ll need some Spanish to communicate with many of them, but English-speaking guides can be found on the right day, with a little luck.

Besides the twin pyramids and the city’s sheer size, it is the presence of more than 130 stelae — freestanding columns carved with glyphs telling stories of historical and religious figures — that distinguishes Calakmul. Their reference to a ruler known as Jaguar Paw prompted experts to conclude that Calakmul is Site Q, a previously unidentified city infamous in Maya history for its commercial power and urge to conquer.

After hearing horror stories about the one-lane asphalt road to this once-great city, we are pleasantly surprised. There are potholes, including a few that seem capable of swallowing our rented Volkswagen Beetle, but nothing that can’t be avoided, provided you’re alert and driving at a reasonable speed. The going is slow, but the wildlife on either side provides ample distraction.

It’s in Calakmul itself that we come closest to nature. We follow a well-marked trail through the jungle, where ancient trees shelter us from the sun and the birds call out our progress. And then the path opens up into a clearing, and beyond the jungle’s edge is the great pyramid, spotlit by the sun. As we make our way toward it, we hear a rustling in the trees overhead. A group of howler monkeys follows along, jumping from treetop to treetop.

When we reach the top of the pyramid and gaze over the top of the rainforest toward its as-yet-unexcavated twin, we hear a deafening, eerily penetrating roar. It rises and falls like the breeze through the canopy below. Belatedly, the monkeys are declaring their territory.

On our way back through park headquarters, we discover why: We’re the first to sign the Calakmul guest book in three days. The caretaker nods and grins when we point this out. “Sometimes we have a few people in one day, sometimes none for days at a time,” he says. Presumably, the news that one can climb a pyramid taller than Chichén Itzá’s hasn’t yet reached the rest of the world. Or the news about Jaguar Paw and his ambitions revealed in the stelae. Or the fact that on a clear day from atop Calakmul’s pyramid, you can look through binoculars across more than 25 kilometers of jungle and maybe, just maybe, see its rival, Tikal.

Immerse yourself in Mayan culture for long enough, and the past might seem incredibly present. A few days later, when we trek down a jungle trail toward the ruins of Dzibanché, armed with incense against the mosquitoes, I look through the trees past a pyramid and see an expanse of water. I look again, and the pyramid is surrounded by earth and trees, the water nowhere to be seen. Then I hear the bellow of a conch-shell horn from atop a temple.

“Atzín is making an offering to the ancestors,” says Malina, one of our guides from Rancho Encantado, the resort we’ve made our base in the southeast part of the Yucatán peninsula.

The conch sounds three more times as Atzín, our other guide, prays, facing each of the cardinal directions. The compass points were sacred to the Maya, as evidenced by the architecture of their cities, which often placed important buildings facing true north and south. “Sometimes the ancestors grant visitors a glimpse of the past,” Malina adds.

“We have had people see some strange things here.”

I tell her the illusion of water, and she says that canals once connected Dzibanché with the Caribbean. The waterways allowed the inland Maya to trade with their coastal counterparts. Perhaps this is what I saw.

Or maybe it was a trick of the mind. A mirage. Here among the ruins, it is tempting to imagine what we would see if we could travel back in time, but even those who study Mayan culture have a limited understanding of how the Maya lived. The Museo de la Cultura Maya in Chetumal may be a wonderful collection of Mayan artifacts, but beyond their calendar and mathematics and astronomy, and a little of their history, what more can it tell of the people?

It is possible, however, to visit a modern-day Maya family and see something of their life. Up and down the highways of this peninsula, one can see clusters of stucco-and-stick huts. On our way back to Rancho Encantado from Dzibanché, we stop at Doña Juanita’s farm, a collection of a half-dozen traditional Mayan buildings where she lives with her children and grandchildren.

We gather around a dining table under a palapa roof. From the nearby kitchen comes the smell of baking tortillas and beans. I peek in, and Doña Juanita’s gesture takes in the wood-burning stove, called a candela, and the few pots and pans. “My humble kitchen,” she says.

The food isn’t so humble in taste, especially the tortillas made from corn ground by hand that morning. The chicken in our bowls quite recently roamed in the yard. The vegetables came from the garden, laid out in neat rows beyond the sleeping huts, where hammocks hang ready for another night. When I ask to use the bathroom, Juanita points toward the trees.

Juanita cooks for Rancho’s visitors by arrangement with its owners. She is one of a growing number of Maya people who share their culture with tourists for a fee. The practice has its detractors, but it offers a little extra cash to families like Juanita’s and gives visitors a sense of the modern Maya’s connection with the traditional ways of living on the land. These Maya might not visit Dzibanché, a ceremonial center for the ancient people, on religious holidays, but the corn they grow and grind is the same corn. They no longer build temples or measure time with their sextants, but they still live in the jungle, speaking the same language and sleeping in hammocks very similar to those of their ancestors.

These people know no more than the scholars about the great mysteries of the Maya, whether their ballgames ended in bloody sacrifice for the winners or the losers, how they developed such complex knowledge of the stars, and above all, why they abandoned their cities to the jungle so suddenly. Those mysteries remain for the archaeologists to solve and we lucky visitors to see, as the roads to the ruins multiply and the shovels move the earth from more pyramids, and more nondescript hills in the jungle yield buried treasure.



Tracy Staton is an American Way senior editor.
Chad Windham is a Dallas-based photographer who has done work for the NBA and Southwest Spirit and Tycoon magazines.

YUCATÁN: THE BASICS

Before you go: If you want to explore the ruins properly, set aside a week, because of the time required to travel to and from major airports, and from site to site. Get a Hepatitis A vaccine and make sure you’re up-to-date on all other immunizations, particularly tetanus. Pack strong sunscreen and insect repellent, and bring a lightweight, long-sleeved shirt and long pants for further protection from the near-equatorial sun and mosquitoes. Also bring good walking shoes or hiking boots.

How to Get There: From Cancun’s airport, rent a car and drive about five hours south along Highway 307 to Bacalar or Chetumal. Or fly into Belize City and take a first-class bus (call Novelos bus line, 011-501-2-77372, or take a taxi to the bus terminal) for the four-hour ride north to Chetumal. Rent a car there for excursions into the jungle.

Taxes and Tolls: If you fly into Belize, you’ll pay a $10 tax to leave the country, and pay another $8 tax before you cross back into Belize. Also plan to pay a $6 tariff to get into the Calakmul Biosphere Reserve, and another $2 to enter the ruins themselves. Other ruins cost between $1.50 and $2 to enter. — T.S.

WHERE TO STAY

On Laguna Bacalar, which makes a great base for touring the ruins closer to the coast, stay at Rancho Encantado ($105-$150, meals included; 800-505-6292; www.encantado.com). The freestanding rooms are Mayan-style, and meals are served on a terrace open to the laguna. The hammocks at the end of the pier are prime spots for relaxation, or you can get a massage in the special hut built over the water. More adventurous souls can kayak in the laguna. — T.S.

YUCATÁN'S RUINS
Calakmul is the biggest site, and its location in the forest preserve makes it doubly worth the long trek to get there. Near Calakmul are several other sites that can be visited more quickly, among them Chicanná, Becan, and Xpujil.

Closer to the coast are the eerie masks of Kohunlich and the huge ceremonial site of Dzibanché. Adjacent to Dzibanché are the temples of Kinichná and several clusters of as-yet-unexcavated mounds. Other sites in various stages of excavation that can be visited with a permit (obtained through a local guide such as those at Rancho Encantado) include El Resbalon, Chocchoben, and Balam Ku.

Lamanai, a large site on the Belize side of the Rio Hondo, is accessible by boat from Mexico. — T.S.

OTHER SIGHTS
Tired of ruins? Check out the white-sand beach of Mahahual, an hour’s ride by taxi or car from Bacalar; the snorkeling is superb, and scuba diving even better. Farther south in the Bahía de Chetumal, guided boat tours offer glimpses of the native manatee.

The Museo de la Cultura Maya in Chetumal is worth a visit for its scale models, precious artifacts, and explanations of the Mayan calendar, astronomy, and math. The market across the street offers a slice of real Mexican life; buy souvenirs or have a great Mexican street lunch.

Fort San Felipe on the shores of Laguna Bacalar was originally built by the Spanish to defend against British pirates. It later was the last stand of Mayan rebellion during the Caste War of the mid-19th century. — T.S.

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