We rose early on Tuesday morning, loaded up the van and the rafts, and headed in
the direction of Guatemala in search of whitewater. Our first choice was
the Macal River, which flows north out of the heart of the Maya Mountains,
following a mostly labyrinthine path full of Class IV drops and Class V holes
before confluencing with the tamer Mopan River near the border town of San
Ignacio. But due to heavy evening rains over the past three days, there
was a good possibility that the Macal would be unsafe to run. Slickrock
will not allow expeditions on the Macal if the release rate from the upstream
dam is greater than 20 cubic meters/second (about 700 cfs), and Slickrock also
doesn't allow any tours to run Class V rapids. For those unfamiliar
with the whitewater classification system, Class V means that falling out of the
boat may result in serious injury or death.
The Macal is not a "big water" river. It's more akin to the rivers in the
Texas Hill Country, only much more intense. Huge young sedimentary shelves
have been exposed due to erosion, and the Macal cascades down over these shelves
with Class IV and V (and sometimes Class VI) intensity. The shelves form
natural dams that cause the river to pool up into long flatwater and Class II
sections, which give a welcome reprieve after the gnarly whitewater.
We checked in at the main office around 9 AM. The release from the dam was exactly 20 cms, so we
could run the river ... just. What we didn't know until later was that,
due to the heavy rain the night before,
the Macal picked up about 200 cfs of additional flow from creeks downstream of
the dam. The river was higher than the guides had ever seen
it, and there were a lot of portages around sections where Class V holes had
formed.
But we were also able to run some shallower sections that are typically portaged
during normal flow. One particular shallow labyrinthine section had never
been run before by a Slickrock tour, and as the first to run it, we were given
the privilege of naming it.
We spent
a long and thrilling day on the river and then dropped by the Cahal Pech Mayan
ruin (near San Ignacio) for a brief twilight hike, a history lesson from Neri,
and a bit of souvenir shopping. One of the locals sold me a hand-signed carving of a
jaguar that had been crafted from a piece of Macal River slate.
We made the hour-long drive back to Ian's, where a late dinner awaited us.
We were scheduled to depart for the island the next morning, but during dinner,
we received word that 40 MPH winds were preventing boat traffic from getting out
to the reef. If the winds didn't die down, our plan was to stay another
day at Ian's and kayak a Class II river nearby.
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Jungle scenery at our put-in point along the Macal
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Aye aye, sir!
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The river runs high today
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Neri's raft negotiates a Class IV drop
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It took us a good 20 minutes to fetch his kayak out of the hole
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James and Len line the raft down a Class VI falls
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Here comes Neri with the other raft