The Guamá resort was one of the first works appointed by Fidel Castro after the revolution. He named it after a Taíno chief who had also valiantly led a fight against Cuban colonisation, albeit unsuccessfully.
Previously the area was one of the most famous fishing and game reserves in Latin America . However, this was off-limits to Cubans, as it was in private ownership before the Revolution.
It is now a tourist attraction - even if a little off the more familiar tourism routes of Cuba - and is reached by launmch from a brightly coloured ticket office beside Treasure Lake.
This is the largest freshwater lake in Cuba – over 16 square km, or 6.17 sq miles. Its name reflects a popular story that the Taíno Chief had the village treasure thrown into the lake to stop it being seized by the Spanish.
Given the lack of treasure hunters seeking either to make their fortune or to disprove the legend, maybe the treasure has long since been found and removed.
Perhaps it never existed.
The story of treasure doesn’t seem to be a part of the locally accepted folklore. I read it only in tourist documents and could find no references in other research – but may have missed it.
Perhaps those who write such stuff think that no lost village (even a recreated one) should be without its treasure story.
We passed two fishermen on our launch trip across the lake.This one in a canoe...
and this one a native fisherman not needing a watercraft.
Perhaps the osprey knew more about the lake than any other fisherperson, although the oldest one known lived over 30 years, so he could not have known of the rich Taíno heritage, if there was indeed sucha heritage locally.
The Taíno were indigenous people of the Caribbean whose actual site of origin is variously attributed, but whose people themselves saw Hispaniola (modern Haiti) as the heart of their cultural heritage.They were hospitable people, as recorded by the diaries of Chrisopher Columbus and extended gifts of sugar and tobacco. They had deep respect for the natural world, and with every harvest they said a short prayer and gave a gift back to the earth - a buried coin or stone.
We remember the Taíno when
we drowse in a ‘hammock’, attend a ‘barbeque’, take shelter from a ‘hurricane’,
or smoke ‘tobacco’.
These are all words the Taíno gave to us, and it was the Taíno who taught the Spanish to make cigars.
The Guamá re- created Taíno village was built from timbers Fidel sourced himself - and its design is true to early records of such villages.
I am sure they didn't come in colourful launches as did we.
It may well have been that they did have sailing craft but possibly not Hobicats!
On our launch trip back from the short half-day outing, we paused before a giant anthill. Coming from Australia such a sight was not an unusual one for me.
Termite mounds like this are called termitariums and they pop up all over Australia: no building permits required. Their construction is complex and individual.
Termitariums are made from soil bound with saliva and excreta. This makes for differences in colour according to the variation of proportion and component makeup of each of both elements. The combination is robust and forms a structure that can last over a hundred years.
There are over 2,000 types of termites and about 350 varieties make Australia their home.
In the tropical north, the termites eat spinifex – a coastal grass species that flourishes in sandy conditions. The resulting mounds of this region can be 7 metres high (almost 8’) and weigh around 10 tonnes (22,046lbs).
This one was grafted around a tree trunk.
I found the Guamá resort a real contrast. On the one hand Fidel certainly chose a wonderful location. I preferred its quiet waterways and native birds.
Records taken in 2017 identified a total of 398 species of bird in Cuba, only 25 species of which are true natives. Here in the Zapata marches are home to the smallest known bird - the beautiful turquoise feathered bee hummingbird, and over 65 species migrate across the island.
Should I stary I would choose one of the more remote thatched cabins.
...and make measured use of the brash commercial bar and ticketing area on the mainland.
It seeemed somehow fitting that the trip boat was not to be going far any time soon as its colourful hull sank halfway beneath the lake.
Leaving the resort once again we seemed to drop back in what really is a mixed time frame of an existence in Cuba, with classic cars parked in the car park, remembering a different era when hopes were high for the fledgling new government.
Confucious is reported to have said:
By three methods we may learn wisdom:
First, by reflection, which is noblest;
Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and
Third by experience, which is the bitterest.
It seemed to me that the Guamá resort eptomised all three:
Reflection on worthy cultural attributes from the past in designing the resort
Imitation in trying to recreate the fabric of lost serenity in its style
Experience in realising creation of a future requires much more than stylised images of idealised lifestyles - in the way it seemed to be decaying along with so much of the island's infrastructure through inattention - and perhaps loss of heart.