Living with small children and working for 4 years (1992-1996) in different parts of this land of volcanos, painters and poets – left an indelible imprint…
In the 19th century when rumours spread of a fast (and safe) way to reach California in 1848 – an enterprising American facilitated the transport of thousands of gold-diggers by way of New Orleans to Greytown (at the Carribean mouth), up-river towards the Pacific coast. Then in 1903, the Rio San Juan nearly became part of an international inter-ocean canal – in place of Panama. However this was not to be and El Draga, a rusting steam-driven dredger, stands above a tranquil bay and is a reminder of a bygone era. Close by and almost hidden by jungle, are the remains of a once booming Greytown: moss-covered tombstones in the 3 adjacent cemeteries – testimonies to the long-buried dreams of so many adventurers, reformers and preachers…
More recently, in the 1980’s, Greytown was razed by the Contras during the Nicaraguan Civil war, then flattened by a hurricane, then rebuilt a few miles away and renamed San Juan de Nicaragua: today, this small community consists of a small collection of clapboard houses connected by footpaths near the mouth of the river and where few foreign visitors stay…
Yet close by is a vibrant rain-forest around the Reserva Indio Maiz, one of the largest protected rainforests in Nicaragua – abounding with unique wild-life and rare flora…Alison and Ken were able to paddle up the Sabalos and Indio tributar