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Someone leaves, someone else arrives

Sotano de las huellasHere we are. We're back in the chaos of the city of Cintalapa.
It does not take much to be catapulted into the so-called civilization: waking up in Tierra Colorada camp at 6.30, packing the tents and equipment, not the food because we ate pretty much everything!
At 9, from the other side of the clearing, emerges our friend of the Rabasa Colony who comes to rescue us with a horse and a donkey to load the material of the camp. Two hours of march with the usual ups and downs of the path, under the weight of our backpacks, and here we are, more sweaty than ever, in Rabasa.
From there we have to wait for the truck of the reserve which promptly at 11 comes plodding along on a dusty track. We are now on board and we can relax the muscles of the legs. The track, which looks more like a river bed because of its bumpiness, is very long: about three hours between Rabasa and Cintalapa. However, as I have said earlier, here we are.

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The week in the Selva Veinte Casas is over

Grande saloneTo sum up, this first trip in the selva has given good results, especially, as often happens, in the last days.
But let's go in order. Just after settling the camp in the Selva Veinte Casas area we split into two teams to explore two areas quite distant from each other.
The first group, consisting of four of us, moved from the colony Cuauhtemoc to an high area just at the edge of the forest. With the help of a mule and loaded as much as it, we reached after about half a day's journey the place where we placed the base camp, just 1800 meters from the sotano "Chiccivà". Then began the steps to transport the material. Of course we are talking about progress in the jungle, so very slow and labored. The second part of the first day was dedicated to the transport of material from the base camp to an advanced station near a huge tree identified from aerial photos.
With some alternation we were able to accumulate a sufficient amount of water and equipment to leave again, the next day, for the sotano.

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Report of the Bochil survey (Altos de Chiapas)

Cueva del mapeche, chiude a -50The week in the Bochil area has been a different experience from what we expected. First, those who have been there: Gianni, Paolo, Cecilio, Argelia, Israel, Alberto, Lucas with his wife Juana and children Giovanni e Vicente, myself and several willing guys/guides/apprentice speleologists of the colony Louis Espinoza, where we have settled our base camp.

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Towards the forest

Verso la selvaThe trip to Mexico is always long and exhausting, not tiring but boring for us, used to the outdoors and long walks. Luckily now we're here in Cintalapa, in Chiapas, ready to leave for nine days of full immersion in the forest of Veinte Casas. We're going to leave in an hour, while I'm writing, in fact, my mates are preparing food and material to be loaded on the truck. We have three hours by road to reach the colony Cuatemoc, in the forest area. There we will settle our base camp, where we will depart from for the explorative trips. The company consists of nine Italians, one Romanian, one Spaniard and three or four local guides. There will be two exploration groups, the first will go into the forest trying to reach the big sotano (that we have called Chicivà) identified on aerial photographs, the second will enter the Cueva del Chute Redondo, already explored in the expedition "Garrapatas '89" by some speleologists from Bologna, with the aim of forcing inside with an immersion in the terminal lake siphon.

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Here we go!

Progressione nella Selva El OcoteHere we go, still a few hours and we'll be on the other side of the ocean, IN Mexico. The big bag is there, in the corner of the entrance from some days, with his big mouth open ready to receive day and night things that we will bring in this next adventure. Before leaving, there is always the feeling of forgetting something, but one can never figure out what. I wrote "day and night" because it is at night that rearranges the thoughts and you review in mind the list of things to bring, how to count sheep to fall asleep. Instead you are there with eyes wide open at the ceiling ready to squirt out of bed to put more food in the mouth of your luggage. There are two types of travelers: those who even just for a weekend bring with them half of the house and those minimalist, essential for mentality. We are in the middle, caught between two fires: that of identifying all the things necessary for an expedition of a month in the forest (that is not like to spend a vacation in an artistic city), and that of dealing with the airlines that limited to a few kilograms the weight of the luggage. At the end you find the right compromise buying on the place all those things that you can safely leave at home.

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In the forest of Chiapas!

La selva El Ocote vista dall'elicotteroLa Venta is never still, has just finished the expedition on Venezuelan Tepui and already starts again; not even time to unpack the backpack.
Where do we go now? In Mexico, exactly in the forests of Chiapas.
Mexico is a large country with a variety of unique environments: spinous desiertos in the north, lush forest into the south, extremely deep quebradas (canyon) in the Sierra Madre, slumbering volcanoes a little everywhere, mysterious cenotes (flooded pits) in Yucatan and countless cuevas (caves), also mysterious.

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