The good thing about not having a plan is that everything that happens is kind of spontaneous. For example, the plan to visit Copan Ruinas was straightforward, and certainly worthwhile. I was very impressed with the size of Copan, the degree of restoration that has taken place, and the quality of the artifacts.
We left Copan Ruinas, the village, about 8:30 in the morning, heading in an easterly direction towards the capital of Honduras, Tegucigalpa. On the way, we had a very interesting ride through some mountains and valleys. This region of Honduras reminds me a lot of the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia. There are lots of cattle farms, and everybody is wearing cowboy hats and funny cowboy boots with pointy toes, not that everybody in the Okanogan wear pointy boots..
On the way, we saw that there was another archeological pargue, and we decided to visit the ruins.
We were very fortunate that the resident archaelogist was on site, and he conducted a tour of the museum for us, and explained the significance of the different Mayan artifacts.
This reminded me of Buffalo Head Jump in Alberta:
We ended up getting sidetracked, and are spending the night in a micro-brewery and lodge somewhere in the middle of Honduras. I think that we are near Lago Yagoa, and it looks like there are some very interesting sites to see and things to do, so it may take a few more days to ride through Honduras than I thought...