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The Big Blow-out The bus journey there was a comedy of errors, starting with no bus, graduating to a bus that would drop us off 9 km short, to a bus that was broken-down, a 5 km walk and finally a lift from the Police. The town was however, beautiful with a ceramic-faced church and houses in pastel colours.
Maru asked the locals about food, as there were no visible restaurants or cafes, and we were told to go to a blue house behind the church. The proprietress, Odi, was an excellent hostess and produced good food and told us we could stay there for $25 per night (about £1.60). We asked about caves and were told that there was a cave 10 minutes walk away called Cueva del Aire, which people had gone a long way into, but nobody had found the end. Off we trotted, with an optimistic spring in our stride, down the hill towards what I was expecting to be an impressive cave entrance. After 5 minutes our guide said “here it is”. I looked around, but could not see a cave anywhere. I looked at Maru and she, equally confused asked where the cave was. “There” he said, pointing to a little rabbit hole by our feet. I started to feel that sense of crushing disappointment; we had heard so much about this cave, and there it was, a tiny little hole! I bent down to have a look inside, and my hat blew off!
There was a very powerful draught blowing out of the entrance; all feeling of disappointment was instantly replaced by mounting excitement as I dived into my rucksack to grab a torch. After squeezing for a body-length through the entrance, I popped into a roomy walking passage and raced off into the cave. There were plenty of indications of locals having visited the site, the usual names on the walls and footprints. In addition it soon became apparent that the cave had been visited by a series of classics scholars; they had learned their caving skills by reading about Theseus and the Minator. Areadnie’s threads of all colours and thickness lead off through some boulders into the depths of the system.
After about 150M I thought about Maru, abandoned to the mercies of the sunlight (Yuck!) and decided, reluctantly, to abandon my labyrinth and return to the surface. On our way back to Cuetzalan we were regaled by numerous tails of caves in the area, in particular by Flavio Campos, and will be back soon to explore Cueva Del Aire and investigate these other leads. Jonathan
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