First off I might explain how I got back on line. Many of the Mexican campgrounds say that they have electric or sewer or hot showers, etc. But as with the "No Passing" signs we have found that these statements may be just suggestions of fleeting possibilities. Sewers have been known to back up after you have opened your black water tank. Ask Liz about that one. Sometimes the sewer holes are cemented up or the electric is hanging by wires off the poles. Often the current registers extremely high or too low. Tonight the current went too low after an additional rig plugged in so Mitch and I unplugged to protect our electronics. But.....later as I was taking the pups on their last out of the evening, I rechecked the voltage. Once people start turning off lights and heading to bed, often the voltage for night owls goes back up to a safe level. Combine that with the time honored, I can't get back to sleep, and presto, you get to make another post before heading off to lands with unknown internet connections. Aren't you glad you asked......?
Picture of one of the stingrays.....
This is one of the sail boats that sat out in the bay most of the week Mitch and I were here. Bart the dog lives on the sail boat with his hooman. Several times a day Bart's Dad would bring him in on the tender to stroll the beach. Bart, who is a small terrier appears to love the water and runs back and forth in the shallows trying to catch the minnows. Bart's tail wiggles and waggles back and forth in the water as much as Stuart's.
Bart loves the water so much that on several occasions we got to watch Bart's Dad try to call him back to the boat when it was time to return to the sailboat. Bart would eventually give in and wade/swim out to get back on the tender but not before ignoring the recall to spend extra time swimming and fishing.
This was the morning that I saw the momma dolphin and the baby swimming side by side right out from the kayak. There are somethings that the camera misses....
These are pictures of two of the houses that are off to the side of the cove away from the RV beach. They face the west and the sunsets. Do you want your wine served while sitting out on the veranda?
Here is a view back towards the beach and Mitch and my rig with the three rigs with the amazing Canadian women to the right us. The best part of this trip has been the people we have met.
These rocks are far out in the middle of the water and are a favorite perch for the Pelicans as the tide changes.
Found these fish along the back as I was gathering wood.
The first load of wood.
And then we watched while our neighbors took Mitch's kayak and the sail out for a test run. It helped that they actually knew how to sail. But then that may or may not have helped with this particular sail.
Where is the wind?
The report back was that the sail may not be too efficient but it was fun to play with.....
Meanwhile, there was time for another load of wood.
The firewood was nice for the campfires. On the last night we were there we gathered for a communal meal. This was our impromptu pot luck with the Canadian women. They had gone out and dug up their first ever clams the day before and soaked them over night to get the salt out then steamed then open. Liz had cooked her turkey breast and there were plenty of sides to share.
These ladies are from British Columbia. Lana owns a resort "off grid" that is pretty impressive. Crooked Lake Resort...(www.crookedlakeresort.ca) Several of the ladies helped Mitch problem solve her suddenly reluctant "hair dryer", I mean generator...... Two of them have extensive kayaking and camping experience of the BC coast and islands, packing their gear on their kayaks and paddling away. Though Lana had been down to Baja before, most of the ladies had not.
Alice mentioned around the campfire one night that a new rig had pulled in that afternoon and she had talked with the couple who were also from Canada. The couple had noticed that everybody they had talked to on the beach were from Canada and they asked if that was the case. Alice had told them that no, there were two American women....but oh, we have adopted them so they are half Canadian now! :=)
Mitch and I are now thinking that a summer trip to the Northwest and BC, Canada may be in our futures.
On the drive up the highway we stopped by the Rice and Beans restaurant for lunch and to check out the campground.
We may have mentioned the periodic military check points as you travel south and north along Mexico Highway 1. Coming down we usually got a few questions about where we were from, where we were traveling to and who was traveling with us.....dogs.... Heading north is when the real checking comes in. See that sail boat on the left. It was still there after they had finished the van camper in front of Mitch, Mitch's truck and trailer and my rig. Th nice soldiers board the rigs and pull out and look at what ever they want. At least my dirty underwear weren't all sitting in my shower tub waiting to be washed this time. The young man that came into my rig recognized that my dogs were cockers. I got Audrey out so he could meet her. He then notice her yellow ribbon from the Phoenix dog show back in December clipped to my curtain valance. She was a nice distraction. With all the cabinets and things that they open up, it is also amazing the things they don't ask to check....like the outside compartments and in my case the large storage area under the daybed. Then again I am not out of Mexico, yet. I can only imagine what some of the young soldiers must think of these visitors that bring their houses and all this "stuff" down to Mexico with them.
Chuck would have loved that driftwood.
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