Súchil 453
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Four and a half centuries have passed since, on some spring day, a
beautiful young indigenous woman by the river collecting flowers, there was so much of her
abstraction that did not notice that in the direction of the hill of 'El Papantón',
an army descended under the command of Captain Francisco de Ibarra, reaching up to
where the young woman, the captain approached her and asked about the name of that one
region the youngest due to her nervousness and the language barrier thinking that he
she referred to what she had in her hands replied 'Xochitl' which translated from
náhuatl means flower.
Over the years, the name has been transforming and later
to be called 'Valle de Súchil' and finally as we know it today 'Súchil'
Four hundred years of this remembrance we can recall that this picturesque
the town has great stories, legends, and traditions that generation after
Generation thanks to our ancestors has managed to survive.
One of the traditions that our town has and could be the most important
the importance is its patron saint festival, which dates back to the year 1560, when it appeared to her.
Virgin of the 'Immaculate Conception' to Doña María de Oñate, asking her to
I will build here a temple where I can be worshipped.
Another of the traditions that the town has had for approximately ninety years.
years it is celebrated during Holy Week with the representation of "The Martyr of
Golgotha.
Among the customs it has is that of 'The Visit of our
"Father Jesus", a statue that has traveled the majority of the way for decades.
of the municipality and its different communities, it also includes among its customs
the dance of the "Reed Dance", which has been danced in this town since the year of
1914.
We also remember the event that takes place year after year on March 19 to
to celebrate the day of Saint Joseph, better known as "Day of the
Taquito.
Súchil is a town that, apart from its traditions and customs, also has
beautiful stories like that of 'Veneranda', a beautiful lady who, knowing herself
possessor of great beauty spent her youth giving her body to the highest bidder
postor, they say that among his loves were prominent figures of the town of
Such as including the names of Mauricio Fernández de Castro
and Professor Everardo Gámiz Olivas, a renowned writer of several books of
legends of Durango.
Among the tourist attractions that the municipality of Súchil has, we find the
the estate of 'el Mortero', which belonged to the 'count of the Valley of Súchil, Don José
of Soberón and Larrea field and that today this property belongs to Mr. Idar of the
Parra Vargas, son of the unforgettable novelist, Doña Yolanda Vargas.
Dulché, this baroque style construction is located two kilometers from the
population and data from the 18th century. We can also see in the municipality the
Parish of the Immaculate Conception and the railway station, buildings
historical events that have great value for the population.
We cannot overlook their legends such as that of 'Tohue', a brave warrior.
who was the last monarch of the Michi tribe who, seeing his people in danger,
he directed to a hill that is now known as "The Hill of Sacrifice", here it
it develops one of the greatest epics, the sacrifice of Tohue and his brave ones
warriors who, when besieged by the conquerors, preferred to die
throwing themselves into the void, following the example of their monarch rather than living
enslaved, there are also several legends about 'The Count of El Valle de
Súchil”, “La Virgen del Valle”, “El rincón de las mulas”, “El cerro del Papantón”,
as well as legends and stories of bandits and buried treasures in different parts
of the municipality.
Súchil is a small piece of land blessed by God and this can be
check when seeing the parishioners who daily upon hearing the first
bell tolls, they attend mass, not before having cleaned the front of
his house and that since this is a small town, everyone knows each other and greets with respect.
Taking stock of the crafts made by our ancestors,
we found that they made mats and blowers for the laborers and tule chairs,
casting of bells, saddles, rush baskets that currently
some families are still manufacturing as a means of subsistence and have
preserved for decades.
How to forget that the town of Súchil was self-sufficient when seeing even the
constructions that quietly remind that one day they were attended daily
men and women to make soap, candles, and pastes, we also found another in
which manufactured cigarettes and another one where one day was located the
soda bottler.
Súchil is a town with streets that carefully guard stories, customs and
traditions that over the years and generations continue to be preserved for
the benevolence of those who take an interest when visiting our town, sitting down a
time to listen to elderly people who have spent their entire lives
lovers of a town that in four hundred and fifty years has a lot
story to tell the new generations.
If someday, traveler, your steps take you to this town, be assured that it
you will carry in your mind because Súchil is a town where its inhabitants live
in love.
If what you want is to enjoy beautiful landscapes, it has them as well, they are the
recreational places that families use to go for walks and fishing on weekends
week, the Mortero lagoon, the eye of water, the Concepción lagoon, which is
located next to the confluence of the rivers, where the origin of this begins
municipality and where the ruins of what once was the Hacienda of
Concepción, the biosphere reserve, nestled in the mountains of the municipality and where
some animal species are found in danger of extinction such as the
white-tailed deer and the gray wolf.
Nestled in the mountains, we can still find indigenous groups that date back to when
when they go down to stock up on necessary supplies for their subsistence.
If you have an adventurous spirit, I invite you to visit Súchil, a small town in
State of Durango that anyone who has ever lived in it and that by
the need to abandon it cannot prevent his skin from prickling, or showing
in their eyes that spark of joy when hearing the name of the land that saw them
to grow and that they would always carry it hidden within their heart.
