By John Pint
I usually consider FaceBook a great waste of time, but every once in a
while it brings something worthwhile into my life. In this case, it was
an album of photos taken by my friend Franky Alvarez in a place I’d
never seen: el Bosque de Ahuisculco, located 30 kilometers southwest of
Guadalajara, near Tala. “This is a beautiful woods,” commented Franky,
“with two big cerros, one composed of black obsidian and the other of
red—and the whole area is a plant and animal sanctuary protected by
Selva Negra.”
Well, I knew this very woods had been in the news recently when the
government announced they were going to construct a Macrolibramiento
(bypass) around Guadalajara and environmentalists complained that this
would cut off the Primavera Forest animals from a large wooded area
beyond the village of Ahuisculco. The promised solution: a huge “animal
bridge” over the proposed expressway.
One Sunday Franky led me and three friends through the maze of
Ahuisculco’s streets to a dirt road heading northwest. This time of
year “mud road” would better describe it, and a high vehicle like a
truck is a must. After four kilometers, we came to a heavy iron gate
where we parked.
We began to walk along a wide track paved with billions of small pieces
of volcanic glass. It was literally an Obsidian Highway. Cuts in the
hillside showed us that we were now on a mountain entirely made of
obsidian—of the highest quality, I might add: shiny black and perfectly
smooth, without a blemish. The road brought us to a huge tree where a
bamboo shelter had been constructed. From here we had a magnificent
view of green hills disappearing into the distance.
At this tree, signs
announced that we were in an area managed by Project Selva Negra (Black
Jungle), which is financed by the Mexican rock band Maná. Sometime ago,
it seems, Maná attempted to calculate just how much damage their world
tours are doing to the good health of Planet Earth—for example the
emissions of a plane carrying them off to Europe. Selva Negra
represents their debt to the earth. Over the years they have, among
other things, rescued thousands of caguama turtles in Oaxaca and Puerto
Vallarta, raised money for indigenous communities in Chiapas and at
Ahuisculco they are assisting the Federal Government and local ejidos
in the conservation of a vitally important forest covering an area of
over 1000 hectares.
The next trail we followed had obviously received a bit of sprucing up
by Selva Negra. We were guided through the tall maleza (undergrowth) by
cable “railings” and obsidian-lump “curbs” which made it impossible for
us to get lost. “Are we still in Mexico?” we asked.
We
continued up a gentle slope, stopping every few meters to take pictures
of mushrooms, wildflowers and all sorts of living creatures, like tiny
frogs, praying mantises, katydids and a curious flying insect called
San Miguelito to which children in Mexico are taught to say, “San
Miguelito, ven, párate en mi dedito!” (Come sit on my finger). Well, I
actually repeated that line and to my great delight, the San Miguelito
really did land right on my finger and stayed there long enough for me
to get some great pictures of it.
Our goal on this hike was a picturesque stream with small waterfalls
which we reached after hiking for five kilometers. The water is a
little cloudy (zarca in Spanish) due to clay content, but appears very
clean and we were told people like to bathe here. But we could not
tarry long because rainclouds began to move in overhead.
We headed
back, but before the rain began to fall, we came to several anthills
surrounded by thousands of tiny pieces of obsidian, all the same size.
It’s been scientifically proven that the ants actually reduce chunks of
obsidian to these bite-size bits with their incredibly powerful
mandibles. Here we couldn’t help but think of a song by Maná which just
happens to be called “En la Selva Negra.” The song gives some idea why
these musicians are concerned enough to support conservation projects
in such remote places as the Ahuisculco Wilderness:
I wandered lost
In the Selva Negra
And I came upon a little
ant,
Deeply distressed,
And she told me a story
A story of men who would
take away her land:
“What will become of
me?” she asked.
“What will become of
you?”
And the ants were wiped
out
In the early morning
light.
What happened in that
anthill?
What happened in the
Selva Negra?
What happened?
I’d
like to give directions for reaching this beautiful woods, but I’m
afraid getting through Ahuisculco is a bit too complicated for me to
describe. In case you have a GPS, the iron gate, trailhead and parking
area is located at N 20 34.888, W 103, 43.554 and the waterfalls at N
20 33.044, W 103, 43.949. Your best bet? Download the exact route, Ahuisculco
to Selva Negra Woods from Wikiloc. Driving time to the
parking spot from
Guadalajara is about one hour and 15 minutes and is easily reached from
Ajijic via Tlajomulco.
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