With our friends from s/v Caramba we
left the town of San Blas, Nayarit and headed north east deep into
the Sierra Madre mountains in search of the indigenous Huichol
indians.
We had heard from many that outsiders were not welcome in
any of the Huichol settlements but we did hear from one source that
the pueblo of San Andreas de Cohamiata was different and they were
open to having foreigners come into their town. All told it was a 10
hour drive that took us high into the remote mountain ranges east of
the Pacific ocean. The first 3 hours were mostly flat but as we got
into the foothills the paved road was extremely curvy. Then we wound
our way slowly upward into the mountains going over 2 or 3 passes
that were 6,000-7000' in elevation. It was extremely green and
jungle like for 3-4 hours until we crossed over the first high pass
that was around 7,000'. As we proceeded down the back side of that
pass and for the remainder of the trip the landscape changed and took
on a much more high desert look and feel.
Lunch in Ruiz along the way.
This little piggy didn't go to market, he just wandered about the luggage from a bus that had stopped for lunch in Ruiz.
Doing wash down in the river bottoms near Jesus Maria.
Typical landscape east of the first major pass heading up into the mountains.
The remoteness and sheer vastness of
these mountains was astonishing. In 10 hours we passed a couple of
small towns, Jesus Maria being the largest and maybe had 5,000
inhabitants. All along the way we saw foot paths that led off the
road and up into the canyons and arroyos where there might be a small
hut or two with families living out their simple, yet beautiful
lives. As we crested over ridges we were greeted with expansive
views of deep canyons of red, brown, white and green striations and
topped off in the higher elevations with beautiful green Ponderosa
pine trees. On a small scale it felt a lot like home in southern
Oregon...if you took away the deep desert canyons.
Louie and Heather taking in the expansive views at Eco Turismo where we spent two nights.
This view is just a few yards from our bungalo. Looking south into these remote mountains.
The Huichol territory is expansive,
covering major parts of different 4 states, Nayarit, Zacatecas,
Durango and Jalisco. We saw many, many Huicholes walking the roads
as we progressed along. If you could see how remote we were, you too
would wonder “where did they come from...and where are they going
to”? The road was paved the majority of the way but there were two
sections, each about 5 miles, that changed to dirt/rock. The
non-paved sections were quite rough and slowed progress to almost
walking speed at times. We did see other vehicles every 20 or 30
minutes but we never saw any that were not an SUV or a pickup, which
speaks to the roughness of the road. Not knowing what lie ahead or
for how long, there was more than one occasion that we almost threw
in the towel and turned around, thinking we were not going to make
it. However, we kept plodding along slowly and we are SO glad we did
arriving in the town of San Andreas de Cohamiata late in the
afternoon.
San Andreas sits on a plateau at about
6,500' in between two very deep canyons. As we came into town three
young boys laughed and ran in the thick dust behind us. Before we
knew it they were sitting on the bumper and riding along. No invite,
I guess it just looked fun to them. Once in town our first order of
business was to find a place to stay, we were hoping for the best but
knew that there was a strong possibility that we might all be
sleeping in the car. There are no hotels or hostels but after asking
a couple of the very shy locals we finally learned that there was a
place called Eco Turismo to the southwest of the town on the edge of
the canyon walls.
Marne on the edge of the canyon.
Louie enjoying the amazing sunset.
s/v Caramba's bungalo.
Deep canyons, unique pine trees and a sunset...great photo ingredients.
After a short one mile drive or so we
arrived at Eco Turismo and we were super excited about what we saw.
Several small bungalos along with some larger structures graced the
grounds and it looked like they catered to small groups from
universities, researchers, etc. It took a while but we finally found
Lauro, the caretaker, a Huichol native who also spoke Spanish and was
overly gracious and kind. The private bungalos were 200 pesos a
night (about $10.00 USD). They were simple but extremely clean and
complete with beds, bedding a locking door, and running water,
although cold. Once settled Lauro helped us find a place to get a
modest meal. It was the only “restaurant” in town. Actually
just a local woman's home that opened her doors for visitors and
offered them whatever she happened to have available at the time. We
ate there for dinner and breakfast as there were no other options but
we were very happy with her simple but delicious meals.
Huichol is actually a Spanish name but
in their native language they call themselves Wixiritari (pronounced
Wee-ree-ree-tar-ee), or Wixi (Wee-ree) for short. They are a very
quiet and shy people and their traditional dress is extremely
colorful. I don't remember seeing any women, from young girls to the
oldest, that were not dressed in the traditional colorful blouses,
skirts and head covers but the men were a mix of traditional and
western clothing, like jeans and t-shirts. Traditional dress for men
consists of loose, white cotton pants and white cotton shirts with
bright, colorful stitching and designs. Whether in traditional dress
or not, almost all of the men, from young boys to old sages, carried
a square bag with a strap over the shoulder, some small, some large.
Some women carry these bags as well but practically every male in
town had one. The bags are hand sewn with beautiful and elaborate
designs always depicting their “gods” or life givers to their
world. The main ones being corn of various colors, deer, especially
the blue deer, the Peyote flower, the eagle or feathers representing
the eagle, the sun, the moon and the arrow or arrowhead. All of
these things are very sacred to them and appear in every piece of art
that they wear, carry or paint.
El venado azul (the blue deer)
A building in the town square.
Although San Andreas is a fairly large
town of about 1200 people, most Huicholes or Wixi are scattered about
the remote canyon lands in smaller groups of 1-10 families. The
canyon lands are remote and vast and serve the Wixi people well in
keeping them protected from the outside world and therefore
protecting the lifestyle and customs that they have lived for
hundreds of years. Religion is very important to the Huicholes.
Their
religion consists of four principal deities: the trinity of Corn,
Blue Deer
and the
Eagle, all descended from their Sun God, "Tao Jreeku". As
mentioned before, these deities along with the Peyote flower and the
moon are seen in all of their artistic creations that adorn their
clothing, handbags and other art. Most Huichols retain the
traditional beliefs and are resistant to change.
They appear to be a very shy people and most will turn away from
“foreigners”, not facing them, many times not even responding to
direct questions. Many times as we passed them walking the remote
dirt roads of the mountains, they would turn and face the forest as
we passed. Then, we we had passed them by, they would return to
walking the road. We tried very hard to respect their privacy, never
taking photos without permission and mostly just tried to observe and
not interact as it appeared that they preferred that we didn't.
Huichol women in typical dress.
A young boy carrying his younger sibling at a soccer match near town.
Young Huichol girls playing volleyball...and they were good!
This man's hat obviously represents the eagle diety.
Marne's shy friend.
The captain sporting his new "murse" which is hand woven and decorated with the Peyote flower.
Several of the men wore these unique hats.
Our host/cook at the only "restaurant" in town.
After
a couple of days with these wonderful, yet somewhat mysterious people
we headed back down the mountain toward San Blas. We feel very
blessed for the opportunity to have had a glimpse into their lives
and culture. They are truly a beautiful, colorful, quiet and true
people.
Until
next time,
SV
Liahona
Bret
and Marne
Spiny lobster.
Lone sea turtle.
