After three days of self-imposed confinement at blissful Entre Amigos hostel, I finally decided I needed to see the town of Urique. A ten minutes walk down a dusty road brought me to this tiny village of less than 1000 residents at the bottom of Urique Canyon, the deepest chasm within Mexico’s Copper Canyon complex. … Read more
My eyes popped open at the first hint of light. “No!” I groaned, still tired from 12 hours of traveling that had me arriving at Entre Amigos hostel well after dark the night before. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to fall back to sleep, but it was no use; my incessant curiosity demanded that … Read more
Oops! I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date. My regular Monday morning post for the Blogging Boomers Carnival had to wait until today because I’ve been at the bottom or remote Copper Canyon, Mexico, without Internet connection for the past week. So I apologize for my tardiness, but better late than never and … Read more
I had expected to be riding the bus to the village of Urique in Copper Canyon at this point, but instead I was headed up the mountain to the canyon rim. Soon after getting off the Copper Canyon train at Bahuichivo, I discovered the bus for Urique would not arrive for another three hours. One … Read more
I vividly remember the first time I heard about Copper Canyon. I was working in a chemical plant in east central Illinois and my boss casually mentioned that he had taken the train through Barrancas del Cobre. He described visiting reclusive Tarahumara Indians, the remoteness of the canyon, and its profound beauty. Something clicked. I … Read more
