Today we had the pleasure of visiting a coffee farm in El Tuma, a small sleepy town about 1 hour north of us.
The farm was beautiful, with acres and acres of coffee on a gently sloping mountainside.
We were close to the farm when we came upon bridge construction. Now, bridge construction is different here in Nicaragua, in the way that when they are working on the bridge, the only way to get across is either to swim across or drive across and hope your vehicle is high enough to make it without stalling. Most rivers are dry enough during the dry season for it to not be an issue, but this is the rainy season. and it has been a VERY rainy season in this neck of the woods.
BUT...we really wanted to see the farm. So, after reviewing our options and talking to a guy that directed us, we first drove halfway across the river and then pointed our way upstream for a bit before getting back onto dry land. The women washing their clothes and the naked boys playing in the river stared at us as though they had never seen white people before.
The coffee was fairly dense at times and it felt like we were explorers lost in a jungle.
A view of the valley below the farm.
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