The Fifth Wheels [sic] - Tam & John in Post 33
Scott introduced us in absentia in the photo at Post 33. We are the (very) late, fifth vehicle addition to the EOTE group - and therefore the 'fifth wheels' - having been doing photography of petroglyphs in the SW corner of AZ when we got a call from Stephanie as they were headed to SoCal for Christmas.
We are a pair-o-docs (paradox?), Tam an MD and John a psychologist. We were planning to drive - but not camp - to Guatemala from mid-Jan to mid-Feb to volunteer for a second time in a remote Mayan village hospital on Lake Atitlan.
Three years ago, after "settling our affairs," we began to establish an annual pattern of medical volunteering and adventure traveling as a means to fulfill our need to give back and to explore new places. Last year we were in the same Mayan village; the year before in Guyana traveling by dugout canoe for two weeks doing cervical cancer treatment and research; in 2005 in Rwanda in a very rural hospital doing surgery and teaching about the psychology of genocide.
Scott's invitation was truly irresistible, as it tapped into a dream of a lifetime for John. In the early and mid 1960s I was wandering around West Africa in a CJ7, harboring a fantasy of driving Africa West to East (which would probably have killed me if I had actually set out with the lack of knowledge I possessed at that time.)
Almost 50 years later, Scott's invitation initiated a scramble - to outfit our stock Jeep in 3 weeks for what we would have preferred to have at least 3 months to prepare for. Major additions were roof rack and roof tent. Then came all the stuff that one needs or thinks he/she 'needs' to go exploring.
With generous help from Scott, Stephanie, Chris and Jeremy, we actually got out of Prescott in time to keep our commitment in Guatemala. We took 6 days to drive down the east coast of Mexico to Chiapas, and and across into Guatemala. Especially memorable were: the Carne Asada restaurant in Zaragosa, the no-tell motels in Matehuala and Acayucan, seeing Tam (repeatedly) on the Discovery Channel in an Acayucan restaurant promoting the Hospitalito in Guatemala (how in the world did Discovery pick that up?), getting a valid traffic ticket waived in Tuxtla by two very nice cops after I explained why we were traveling through, and two days with friends eating WONDERFUL SEAFOOD in Tecolutla.
Now, having finished our stint in the Mayan hospitalito, and eating obscene amounts of food with our friends Pablo-de-Colorado and Patricia-de-Madrid, we have again managed to slip through the border, along with numerous police and military checkpoints - which have been UNIFORMLY courteous and reasonably efficient - and we are sampling Mayan ruins in Palenque and Uxmal, along with a bit of Hornitos Reposado (muy suave, if you know what I mean.)
By tracking Scott's SPOT we have now rendezvoused with the rest of the group at Xcalak, at Playa de Cocos, with the possibility of bone fishing and the certainty of swapping out our stock suspension for some OME springs and shocks (before we do irreparable damage to the Jeep on the topes, potholes and rutted back roads.)
THE ADVENTURE WILL CONTINUE.