Got a ride to the Monkey Hut, the Bearded Monkeys Hostel on the Laguna. Return trip was $3, and
entrance was $6, although for another $4 you could spend the night. They keep the entrance fee at $6
simply to keep the "chill atmosphere" at the Hut.
The lake is nice. Much like any lake in Manitoba or Ontario, it's got fresh water with bad viz, and
surrounded by trees. The Hut has 3 kayaks, one missing a back rest, tire tubes, a floating dock and plenty
of grass for lying around.
Me Casey and Darren took off with the Kayaks, but it soon became apparent that Darren, who had the
backless kayak, wouldn't be with us for much longer. His kayak flipped close to shore and he dissapeared
from the water LOL. After returning we decided to go check out the food stall down the way a bit. For 60
cordobas ($3) we were offered to have a chicken dinner cooked by the owners wife...Casey felt we were
getting ripped off so it was back to the Hut with a bunch of eggs, some tomatoes, onions and bread.
Omellete time.
After lunch I decided to try and kayak to the other side of the Laguna. I figured maybe 45 minutes there
and 15 back, as the wind/waves were against me on the way there. About half way, or so I thought, and
20 min in, I started to get blisters and noticed that I had gotten plenty of sun and my arms were burnt.
Just another 20 min and I'll have a leasurely paddle back while soaking in the beautiful view and warm
weather.
An hour and 20 minutes later, I finally rowed into shore hoping that the wind conditions wouldn't change
for my haul back to the other side. Turning around I noticed the sun was now directly in my eyes, and the
wind had slowed and became more of side wind. So much for having fun. Stroke, stroke, stroke, shirt in
water shirt on head...
About 2/3 of the way back the sun decided to go behind the crater. Great no more sunburn. Bad darkness
is setting in fast, and I'm not exactly shure which place along the shore is mine.
Christian came out with the other kayak and guided me into shore 2 hours 45 minutes and 7 km later just
as the last glimpse of daylight was fading away.
Back in Granada, it was time for dinner and some pool at one of the local dives.
Dave
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