So off we went to call on Esto. First stop, his wife to find out where he was. But the house was empty.
Now Esto's village is small and almost everyone is related. Next door to their home, a niece explained that the whole family were in the woods. And she promptly set off to show us the way.
The way led out of the village and through Agustina's place. We skirted 2 fields and then turned sharp left onto a tiny track leading gently up hill. This was just a foothill of the mountains but it's as near as I have ever been.
After climbing for a while we came across the family (they have 2 small boys). You see the location with a home made hut. There are lots of easy-to-climb mango trees and the third photo is of 4 boys, 3 in the tree and one leaving it.
Esto selected several planks that were already cut and carried them down for us. His small son did the same with the mangos we bought.
The larger wood will be cut from trees on the next hill; and a water buffalo will pull them to where more modern delivery vehicles can collect it.
The location in the hills was a unique experience for me, away from any mechanical noises, with shade and a warm breeze; it meant that we stayed just a little longer than we otherwise might.
