Staying in an RV campground in Loreto provided many of us opportunities to walk around town and look in shops, have lunch and find important things like ice cream. Mitch and I found this gentleman's shop and he talked us into purchasing one of his blankets. It does help when you get to meet the weaver. He also does paintings on plates but we were able to get out of the shop without one of those. And, no, his name was not Pedro.
The city closes off several of their streets for shopping. The steeple of the church is in the background, just down the street. Later in the day as all four of us walked back down into town, we got to step aside and watch as a funeral procession passed us on the way to the church. Many people all different ages just walked in mass down the street to the church with a few cars following - especially the truck with all the flowers.
Here is one of those out of sequence pictures. It is a picture of the picture the weaver had in his shop showing him at his work. His loom really does sit out in front of his shop like that.
I also have the picture of the old building, now a store, that these steps are in front of but I think the stone work explains the age of the building just as well.
Mitch and I had lunch here looking out the other way at the waterfront but we liked the colors. As we both got up to pay out tab and leave a woman (about our age) who had come in and sat at a nearby table by herself spoke out to us. She said she thought we were fascinating. She had watch us talking and laughing and wondered about us since she hadn't seen, or heard, too many other American voices. She was from Monument, California, area and had a home up in the Sierra Mountains at about 8,000 feet. She had joined a tour group on a smaller passenger boat with about 50 people on board. When Mitch and I explained that there were four of us traveling around Baja in our RV's, she was even more fascinated. Personally, I thought having a home up in the mountains of California pretty neat, myself.
"The Grey Haired Lady, keeps talking about some cow licks. I don't remember meeting any cows or being licked? Maybe Remi can explain it to me." sighs Audrey.
"I am a street walker in Mexico!" said Audrey. Then Stuart had to pull her aside and explain that maybe she should word that another way. But he did agree that the report of her traveling around town on her short leash came back very good. Almost like a real dog! Unfortunately unlike in American towns when The Gray Haired Lady walks Stuart to discourage shopping opportunities, in Mexico it doesn't prevent much since dogs seem to go everywhere....
The Baja Babes take their early morning hike over to meet the boat for snorkeling and the island tour.
When we were making arrangements to take the tour a young lady, Crystal, rode up on a bike and also inquired. She was a very brave young woman not to be frightened off by four Baja Babes. She joined us in out boat to make the outing five women...also saved everybody an additional $4 or $5.
Our Captain, being a practical man, threw out a fishing line as we headed out towards the island. He let Crystal land the fish. Crystal is a Park Ranger and as most of us realize, the majority of Ranger positions are seasonal, especially for the younger rangers. In her time off she sometimes likes to apply for volunteer gigs that have taken her to interesting places, including Baja and Australia. She hadn't started her Baja volunteer assignment yet but was out explore as much as she could on her own. She listed off some of the parks and forest lands that she has already worked and it is impressive. We have her e-mail and her blog so we are hoping to meet up with her down the road someday. She is hoping to work in Utah if she can! I haven't been to those parks yet myself.
And we snorkeled with the fishes. The water was a bit chilly but worth it to see what was down there and to inspire some of us to want to go to the South Pacific and warmer waters next time
The mermaid in yellow is Mitch and Liz is on the right.
I like how they tuck themselves in all the crevices.....
And there were neat rocks. (I refer you to Liz's or Beth's blog for the bird pictures.) Can you see the swirl of the lava flow?
Apparently this is one way that sea lions nap in the water. All flippers and tails curled up.
We stopped by a deserted beach for another snorkeling opportunity (which Liz took advantage of while the rest of us enjoyed the sun and dried out and warmed up.
Some Beach, Somewhere.....
After exploring our little cove and having some lunch our Captain drove us over to a slightly larger beach with other interesting features such as a primitive bathroom and several picnic areas that attract other tour groups. We had watch these young folks earlier in the morning walk past us on the pier followed by their two chaperones. Seeing them again at the beach reminded us just how fortunate we were to not be their chaperones.....Probably very nice young folks but.....I remember all too well the responsibility of counting heads and everyone expecting you to return with as many children you left with.....
Loreto Adventures, Part 2, coming next. But the dogs say it is time for the lights to go out and we are heading to the beach outside La Paz tomorrow, so I don't know when there will be internet next. Till then, stay warm whereever you are.
Looked like Audrey was having a bad hair day.Glad you're having fun.If you check my blog you can see how the bathroom is coming along.
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