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June’s Fishing

Tristan and Andrew are thoroughly enjoying the spearfishing in the San Juanico area, as are other boats.  They have been so successful that they are now restricted to coral trout (grouper) only.  Our expert fishermen have provided enough fish to keep our freezer stocked and for us to have fish at least 5 nights a week and they happily share with our bubble boats.

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Prior to mum’s imposed fishing restrictions

 

Post fishing restrictions, only coral trout now

Our friend Bernie has even smoked some of our fish for us which has enabled us to have some fabulous meals of kedgeree, smoked fish pie, and smoked fish burgers.  We certainly aren’t starving and I think it would be hard to find another place in the word with such great fishing opportunities.

 

Seal Mating Season – June 6th

I think my favorite two things last year in the Sea of Cortez were the Boobies and the seals at Coronados.  I had been really anxious to take Tristan to see the sea lions as it was so amazing, so we finally took the opportunity to make a brief stop there on our way to Punta Pulpito.

Approaching the rocky outcrop and resting ground of the seals we immediately notice that there are a large number of males, big males.  We knew breeding season started in June, but last year in July there had been only a couple of males and a lot of females and adolescents.  This time there were many males and only a couple of females and one young pup.  The males were very noticeably covered in gnashes from their fighting, which we did see while there and more aggressive than last time.  A very big deterrent to swim with them.

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A little aggression between these two males.

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Wind and rain have over time carved the cool rock formations that surround the sea lion’s home.

While visiting the sea lions we noticed a peculiar sight, a male seal spent about 20 minutes floating on his side with his flippers sticking out.  I wondered whether he was just relaxing, trying to kill off parasites on his extremities, or just a little unhinged.  This led to a little research.  It turns out that this is completely normal behavior and is known as thermo-regulating.  It’s a process where the sea lion lays on his side in the water with his flippers extended so that the sun’s rays can heat the capillaries on their surface.  The heating of the exposed flippers effectively heats the sea lion’s body through its circulatory system.  I guess it’s a little similar to cold-blooded animals like snakes and lizards.

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The sea lion’s leisurely warm-up float.

Tristan did eventually get in the water but stayed firmly attached to the side of the dinghy.  The sea lion was most definitely not worried about Tristan’s presence, although he did give a few half-hearted barks at the dinghy if it got too close.

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Tristan up-close with the sea lion

When you see the size of these animals it is amazing how they manage to maneuver their large bodies both in and out of the water.

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Hopefully, later in the season, we will get another opportunity to swim with the seals either in Coronados or elsewhere, when there are fewer males.

Punta Pulpito – May 2020

After having seen the 145-meter Punta Pulpito from a distance for the past 6 weeks, we decided to motor up there for a couple of days for a change in scenery.  Punta Pulpito is an obsidian dome formed from volcanic activity that occurred 500,000 years ago.  The area is still active as there are nearby hydrothermal springs at Saquicismunde.  Interestingly enough, while writing the blog, I did discover the whole headland area is for sale and zoned for an eco-lodge, anyone interested?

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After anchoring, Tristan and Andrew went off to explore the coastline for fishing opportunities; unfortunately, the water was greener and colder than San Juanico so it was a little difficult to even see the fish.

Andrew and I took the dinghy around the headland to explore the sea cave.  The sea cave, while quite large, does require your patience while timing your entrance to coincide with the waves and maneuver through without snagging on the rocks.  After going through the sea cave we dinghied close to see the obsidian vein.  We decided it would be quite challenging to reach the base of the obsidian vein and were quite happy to view it from afar.

Sea Cave at Punta Pulpito

Some of the unusual rock formations around the point

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Obsidian Vein

After returning to the boat we waited for the sun to drop a bit before embarking on the Pulpito trail, with Andrew as my hiking partner. It is quite a challenge to reach shore as there is no beach; the only way to get there was for Max and Tristan to drive the dinghy close to the shoreline and then row to the closest boulder where Andrew and I clambered out.

After reaching shore we followed the dirt road until we reached a trail that branched off from it, along which we could head up the hill.  We no sooner reached the trail then started spotting pieces of obsidian scattered over the sand.  I collected some pieces for the kids and Tristan has plans to make a necklace out of one.  There were small collections of shells, maybe middens, and operculum.  After seeing all the obsidian, I did a bit of research on the legend of them from the First People, called ‘Apache Tears’. 

Shell midden and operculum

Apache Tears

 The legend is that after the Pinal Apaches had made several raids on a settlement in Arizona, the military tracked them and waited for dawn to attack.   50 of the 75 Apaches were killed and the remaining 25 retreated to a cliff’s edge where they chose to leap to their deaths rather than face the military.

The apache women gathered at the cliff bottom to mourne not only the warriors but also the loss of Pinal Apache’s fighting spirit.  The ‘Great Father’ believed the women’s sorrow was so great that he embedded their tears into the obsidian stone.  It is said that the owner of an obsidian stone will never shed a tear as the Apache woman had shed their tears in your place. (First People, ND)

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Obsidian (Apache Tears)

The hike uphill offers spectacular views of the anchorage on one side and on the other a sole ranch house.  Parts of the trail are narrow with steep dropoffs on either side which would result in certain death if you misjudge your step.  We reached the summit and while there was another path to another headline, Andrew was insistent it was a goat trail, but I think he was worried I would step off to my death. Even forgoing the detour, though, the view from the top was amazing.

The hike back down was relatively fast and unlike the ridge hikes we have done, where it is very easy to lose your footing with the gravel, the trail felt very secure.  We got down just in time to make back to the boat before dark.  The hike took about an hour to get up and 30 minutes to get down. 

I had hoped to take Tristan with me in the morning to get some photos with the sun in a better direction but we needed to head south due to the wind; next time.

First People (ND). Apache Tear Drop. Available at: https://www.firstpeople.us/FP-Html-Legends/Apache_Tear_Drop-Apache.html, Accessed on 26 May 2020

 

 

 

 

Caleta San Juanico

We have spent the past month in San Juanico in this ruggedly beautiful area of the Baja Peninsula.   San Juanico has two main anchorages; the southern anchorage where we have spent most of our time and the northern anchorage where we have sheltered from the northerlies for a few days.

The kids have spent their mornings doing schoolwork and lazed away the afternoons playing onshore, swimming, wandering the beach, playing board games on different boats, and even enjoyed a few movie nights. 

Tristan and Andrew have spent a few hours a day fishing and supplying the fleet with parrotfish, coral trout, and snapper. Tristan is, of course, professing to be ‘kind of an expert’ at fishing.  

The Last of Quarantining

The last of our two week period of quarantining was spent at San Juanico. We did the occasional walk on the beach and met our friends from Love and Luck and Arena a few times on the beach with families maintaining a couple of meters between each other. 

Chatting while social distancing.

The kids were amazing throughout it.  I must admit to trying to get a photo of the kids and telling them to get closer together and no one moved and then I was politely reminded that we were social distancing, they just laughed at the idiot mother.

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But mum we can’t get any closer, we are not allowed, remember?

Our quarantine finally ended on Sunday the 19th of April and the kids were so excited for quarantine to end they had organized a breakfast get together on Utopia.  The kids shared muffins, fried potatoes, and cinnamon rolls, I believe there were music and dancing.  The adults went to Love and Luck and enjoyed the freedom of being able to talk in close proximity over breakfast and coffee. Unfortunately, I forgot to take photos.

Ridge Hike 1.

The cruising Sea of Cortez guide has a ‘Ridge Walk’ on one of its maps for the area which Jamie, Stephanie, Julie, Mark, Andrew and I decided we would do.  We met at the beach in front of the Rancho Santa Ana, which was the designated spot to kick off our hike. 

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We followed the trail uphill to a viewpoint overlooking the southern bay where we stopped to admire the view and catch our breaths. We continued along the path beside the mangroves, through a dry riverbed and fenced ranch land and up a steep hill to a lovely view over both anchorages.  The path continued further but as the kids were wanting a dinghy pickup, we decided the rest of the path would have to wait for another day.  The hiking path is shown in purple on the map at the bottom.

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So the person puffing the most after the uphill climb is the one behind the camera, yep me, so much so that I had to straighten the photo.

Our path took us past mangroves on the left and stunning desert mountains on the right

View of the southern anchorage on the left and part of the northern anchorage on the right.

Northern Anchorage

When the northerlies were forecasted, we motored to the northern anchorage near Punta San Basillo which offered more protection.  The northern anchorage is dotted with pretty pinnacles and rocky islets, some of which have cacti growing on them.  There is a small farm store that you can buy vegetables from, but the fear of contracting the coronavirus and no medical care available led us to not go there.  I fear tinned vegetables ahead. 

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There are a few trails that meander around the bay, dotted with cactus and colored sandstone cliffs.  The beaches in the northern end even have horses that come down to the beach just before sunset and the odd turkey vulture atop the cacti scanning for prey. The kids did some swimming but are still finding the water a bit cool, although the daily temperatures are already increasing in just the last few days, we are dreading summer. 

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Ridge Walk 2.

We decided to hike the ridge trail again and continue from where we stopped last time.  This trip we were joined by Max and Lucy. 

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We did the hike at a faster pace reaching the point where we stopped last time and deciding to continue the trek to the top. 

Reaching the top on the left and a view of the southern anchorage on the right.

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An amazing view of the northern anchorage.

From the top, we could see a winding track that led down to a beach, one further north of where we had landed our dinghies.  The path is obviously the correct ‘Ridge-Line’ track that we had been looking for.  While we didn’t complete the ridge walk, we did take the path down to the beach as an alternative way back.  The beach track is dotted with towering cacti of different weird and wacky shapes and the beach offered a good spot to relax and chat before the return trip.

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Some of the many cacti marking the landscape.

We walked along the beach and then headed back inland beside the small mangrove area and to the original path that took us to our dinghies.  It looks like we will have to try the Ridge Line walk now that we know where the path is another day.

The final leg of our hike passed the mangroves to return to our original path and reach our dinghy.

Beach BBQ

Once the northerlies had died down, we relocated back to the southern anchorage as there are no locals and fewer boats. After Mark, Tristan and Andrew had a successful fishing trip, they decided to have a BBQ on the beach and a campfire. Before sunset, the 6 adults and 10 kids/teens headed to shore for fish and potluck sides. 

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The kids excitedly collected firewood for the campfire and played games on the beach, with Willie (the dog) occasionally running by. 

The adults enjoyed a few drinks and catching up while the fish cooked, before sitting down to eat.

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As the tide crept higher and higher, we shifted closer to the sand cliffs before the water eventually doused our fire and sent us all scurrying with our belongings to our dinghies and fleeing back to our boats.  The kid had hoped for marshmallows, maybe another time.

Ridge Hike 3. (8/5/2020)

I spent yesterday bored, restless, and unmotivated, and under normal circumstances, we would move someplace new.  In the evening I decided I would do the ridge walk on my own the following morning.   

Andrew dropped me off at the correct beach for the walk and I took a different rack uphill.  While it looked like a trail, I think it was probably a goat track, it did lead to the top of a cliff, but it didn’t join the ridge track, so I had to return to the beginning. 

The trail entrance is dotted with cactus and winds uphill on a path littered with scree, so a little slippery. Luckily there was a bit of cloud cover on and off which made the heat bearable and the best part, there were no snakes.

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Along the ridge, there are various points that offer spectacular views over the northern and southern anchorages and sometimes both, as well as views over the odd house, ranch, dirt road, or the mountain range along the Baja Peninsula.  While I only saw one lizard, the path is used by horses and I think goats as there were an occasional lot of droppings.    

I finally reached the rocky shore of one of the beaches in the northern anchorage, having completed the ridge trail and feeling a sense of accomplishment that I had done it on my own.  I guess the third time is the charm, having tried twice before and not finding the correct path.  The hiking track is shown in green on the map.

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Ridge Hike 4. (10/5/2020)

Our kids asked what I wanted to do for Mother’s Day, they may have been a little horrified when I said I wanted to go on a hike with my family.  Max made some lovely cinnamon buns for lunch and after we recovered from our sugar coma, we met Love and Luck at the beach for our Mother’s Day hike.

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Sally takes the lead

As the best hike in the area is the Ridge Hike and the kids had yet to experience it, we decided to go there, or rather I decided we should go there.  We trudged uphill and while I led momentarily it quickly became apparent that I needed to let the teens overtake me. We stopped to admire the views and take some family shots, well it was mothers day, you have to make the most of the kids wanting to make you happy.

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Mum’s with their kids

The path down is quite unstable due to the loose rubble, so I was a bit slower going down, but at least everyone remained upright.

The downhill track.

After the last two days in Loreto, we will leave in the morning to head back to San Juanico hoping the lockdown will end soon.  At least we go back topped up with fresh vegetables and supplies thanks to Elana’s shopping service and the kids have sent in all their school.

Map of some of the hikes we have done:

So, what is it like quarantining on a Boat?

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Quarantining is somewhat like preparing for and then doing a passage.  Did I mention I hate passages? At least with quarantining there is no rough weather, night watches or seasickness and if you’re lucky you might find an isolated beach for a walk and if it’s warm enough you could swim, unfortunately at the moment you need a wetsuit to do so.  With all the Pacific Islands closed and now not being able to leave Mexico, we are spending the foreseeable future in the Sea of Cortez.  We very briefly considered sailing back to Australia, but 60 days at sea is beyond my mental capabilities.

While our boat is 50 feet or 15 meters the actual space to walk and move around is somewhat less, due to beds, cabinetry, and seating, we estimate about 6 continuous meters at a stretch.  You can walk around the exterior of the boat you just have to not trip over the jack lines or stub your toe on other sailing hardware.  The lack of space is a distinct disadvantage to living on a boat.

There is also no internet, except for emails, if you remember to forward it via the satellite phone.  The satellite phone does allow you access to three newspaper headlines and if you are very lucky you may be able to load a page if you are prepared to really wait.   There have been lots of radio calls and the kids have played a lot of hangman over the radio to entertain themselves, I think Utopia’s best word was quoll (Australian animal) and Love and Luck’s was sequoia (a type of tree). Andrew, Tristan, Ava, and I have been reading, the kids have had some schoolwork to do and each is involved with writing their own novels.  Tristan has been doing lots of fishing and sleeping.  We have also been re-watching Attenborough’s Africa, and new for us; Broadchurch and Once Upon a Time.  So, while we are bored, we are finding enough to do.

We are pretty well-provisioned food-wise and about a week ago we had to start making bread again.  The kids are enjoying baking and I had downloaded a whole pile of new recipes to try, so far, the favorite has been sugar cookie bars.  There are often food exchanges where the kids will bake brownies and take over a plate to Love and Luck or they have brought over cinnamon buns.  Three and half weeks in and we are down to about 6 onions and carrots and ½ a cabbage so meals will start getting a bit more inventive in the future as we venture back into tinned vegetables.  Our freezer can usually hold 6 – 8 weeks of meat but to make it last, we are now having two meals of fish and then a meal of chicken, beef, or pork, lucky Tristan and Andrew have been catching so many fish. 

The plan is to last two more weeks and then we will have to use the newly established Loreto shopping service to get some more fruit and veg.  As we are no longer allowed into town an enterprising Mexican has set up a shopping service where you send your shopping list via WhatsApp and they will meet you at the marina dock in Loreto with your shopping.  There is a charge of 25% of the value of shopping.  Totally worth it to avoid upsetting the locals and avoiding the coronavirus.

I was talking with Andrew one day when he expressed one of the hardest things, he is finding is what many cruisers hold dear, the ability to talk to all your neighbors.  We have lived in London, twice and in various places in Australia and have never known who our neighbors were.  However, on a boat you are friendly to all your neighbors whether it be the local population of the country you are in, fellow boaters in your anchorage, or a dinghy or kayaker passing buy.  The unfortunate thing about quarantine is the growing fear that your neighbors may not be quarantining or may have or carry the virus and if you behave in your normal way and go talk to them that you may risk your own or your families lives by doing so.  As our nearest town, Loreto has only two ventilators and we can’t go to shore, we are doing our best to remain healthy. 

Sadly, we now live where we try to go to a beach where there are no other people to avoid human contact, we chose anchorages where there are no boats or villages.  The whole relaxed attitude of cruising is gone, drinks on the beach or each other’s boats are few and far between and only between your close circle of trusted friends who have also quarantined.  While we wonder if this is to become our new normal life, we are now fortunate to be isolated from the devastating effects the COVID-19 has had on Italy, Spain, America, and other countries.

Thwarted by Snakes – 8/4/2020

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Anchorage at Isla Coronados: On our dinghy ride to shore, we saw a pod of jumping dolphins.

After a few days in isolation on the uninhabited Isla Coronados and me trying to persuade my unwilling crew members to hike the volcano, I decided Max and Ava would join me. We had an early morning start to avoid the heat during the day.  It turned out to be overcast which I hoped would mean it would be cooler for our hike back down. 

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View of Coronado’s Volcano from the Boardwalk 

We had been warned by our friends, Mark and Julie, that the volcano top was covered in scree, making it somewhat difficult to climb AND that they had seen a few snakes. I led the way along the boardwalk followed by a rock bordered sandy path. I kept my head down looking for snakes on the trail when about 10 minutes into our hike I heard Max’s high pitched screech. “Snake!” he had shouted. I turned around to discover Max and Ava huddled together well behind me. I guess I can’t fault them they are Australian and we have so many deadly snakes. I couldn’t see the snake until Max pointed to it by the rocks bordering the path. I did say I was looking closely at the path, it turns out I needed to look outside the rocks on the path too. 

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One of the long snakes after fleeing clearing the path

Max and Ava were pretty freaked out and wanted to go back. I did point out that the snake was between us and we couldn’t just go back. The snake had no intention of moving so I threw a small rock on the pathway near it and it slid away. After some encouragement, I convinced the two of them to continue our hike.

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The view looking back at the anchorage

We crept along the pathway somewhat more cautiously and with a lot more noise, hoping to scare any sun-seeking snakes away. After a while Max and Ava calmed down, I didn’t tell them that I had seen another snake someway off the path slither away. I heard Ava gasp as she brushed by a sharp twig and turned around to face her, and noticed that we (except Max) had walked past another rather large snake. I yelled at Max to stop which he did and we waited. Unfortunately, the snake didn’t get the message that it was time for it to move. I tried my rock trick again but to no avail.  Eventually, we took a wide berth around the snake and evaded any confrontation with it. 

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Close up of snake number 3

Max and Ava asked that we go no further which I agreed with and we began our return journey. Max and Ava stuck pretty close to me and made lots of noise – as to scare off any nearby snakes – and our trip back was thankfully uneventful. We returned to the beach and radioed for a pick-up.  It’s a shame that there were so many snakes as I had been really looking forward to the hike. 

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My nervous and unhappy hiking partners.
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Our return trip to the anchorage

On our return to the boat, I decided to try to find out what type of snake it was that we had seen. Coronados does have two rattlesnakes, one Ava had spotted last year while we were here.  I think the snakes we saw today were non-venomous Baja California Coachwhip Coluber Fuliginosus snakes.  I’m not sure Max and Ava would be willing to do the hike again, even now that we know the snake was non-venomous, I guess I will have to make Tristan come with me next time.

Isla Isabel – 23/3/2020

Isla Isabel.

We motor sailed the 42 nm (78 km) from Bahia Matanchen, San Balas on the Pacific Coast of Mexico to Isla Isabel, a small rocky volcanic island. We visited the island last year in May and it was definitely one of my favorite spots we visited last year, so I was eager to share the experience with our son, Tristan who is visiting with us. How many places in the world can you freely wander among thousands of nesting birds?

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The island often described as Mexico’s Galapagos has an abundance of nesting frigatebirds and blue, red and brown footed boobies, as well as a variety of iguanas and lizards.  The frigatebird’s nest in Crataeva Tapia trees which stand around 2 meters high and are in the lower part of the island, while the boobies and seagulls’ nest on the ground at the top of the island.  As the island has no natural predators the nesting birds are unworried, and this allows you to view their babies fairly close.   Should you venture too close you will find the booby will warn you with a honking sound, similar to geese.

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Nesting blue-footed boobies

With the increasing number of deaths due to the Coronavirus, we have been quarantined on the boat for 7 days, so far and thought Isabel would be a spot we could go and not be in contact with other people.  Andrew’s anxiety level increased as we approached the landing spot near the fisherman’s village and he rather hesitantly went ashore.  I may have done a bit of convincing after coming all the way here.

We began our hike in the lower part of the island walking among the nesting frigatebirds.  The species found on Isabel are called the Magnificent Frigatebirds, the largest in the frigatebird family.  We came to Isabel last year at the end of May and it was the end of the breeding season, so we didn’t get to see the male’s spectacular throat.  The male’s black feathers contrast to their scarlet-colored throat or gular sac which they inflate during the breeding season to attract a mate, it looks like an inflated balloon below their beak.

Veins in the frigatebird’s throat when inflated are highly visible and the sides are patterned with black spots.

At any point in time while on the island or on your boat you can look up to the sky and there are hundreds of frigates soaring in the thermals.  I still think there is something a little creepy about frigatebirds they have this death feel about them.  Last time we visited there were numerous frigatebirds who had either recently died or in the process of it and there are always skeletons and bones of the deceased adding to the morbidity feel of the bird.

As we hiked up the hill to see the boobies, we could see some fishermen approaching and quickly retraced our steps to maintain social distancing.  The whole social distancing is awkward when you are in your own country, but when you are a tourist in another country it is incredibly uncomfortable.  Normally you use your limited language skills to talk to the locals, but now the risk of the virus puts us and them in a position where you mumble a quick greeting and retreat as fast as possible.  Not really a great touristy feel and it definitely leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

We ascended the hill, leaving behind the last of the nesting frigatebirds and their trees to reach the grassy top, home to the ground-nesting boobies.  Last year during our visit the birds already had their fluffy babies, some of which were the same size as their parents, this time there were only eggs.  I think the boobies were possibly a bit more protective of the babies at this stage of development than when we saw them later last year and they had hatched.

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You can’t help but love these beautiful birds.

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We wandered around the top and spotted lots of the blue-footed boobies and a few brown-footed too.  Eventually, everyone was boobied out and we made our way back to the dinghy, stopping to look at a few iguanas on the way down.  I’m pretty sure Tristan enjoyed the trip.

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View from the top of Isla Isabel

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The steep hike back down

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An Iguana enjoying the last rays of sunshine

We spent 6 days at Isabel and while we didn’t go and visit the birds again as we decided it was too risky with the Coronavirus, we did snorkel around the rocks, in the chilly water.

Ciudad Murals/ Mural City – 20/2/2020

La Cruz de Huanacaxtle started as a small fishing town located in Banderas Bay and was named after a cross, overlooking the town, made from the Huanacaxtle Tree.  Over the year’s development ensued and it has become a tourist town and home to a marina catering to yachts cruising the Mexican coast and those preparing to cross the Pacific.  The town has a multitude of small restaurants and nearly every night at least one will feature live music.  One of the town’s major drawcards is its popular Sunday market with fresh produce, food stands and local crafts for local and international tourists.  During January to March boats take tourists whale watching to see the humpback whales and their babies, the local area also offers fishing and diving.

I will admit La Cruz has disappointed me somewhat as it is filled with Gringos and isn’t really the place to see and experience real Mexican culture.  However, during February while doing my required 20-minute walks for physio I started wandering off the main streets and exploring La Cruz and it was here that I encountered women, men and even a few kids painting murals. I was even invited to join in.  I started photographing them as I went past to show how quickly they progressed. I thought I would start with my favorite mural/murals.  Please note I have translated, with the help of my friend google,  the signs explaining the murals to the best of my ability.

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                                           Los Recuerdos Viven Por Siempre/Memories Last Forever by Ramón Escobedo                     The mural tells the story of two humans united by love who have shared thousands of moments together that have become memories that they keep as a treasure and nobody can steal.

This is by far my favorite building, on one side you have scenes of the sea and farm where the couple have worked and on the other is the older couple.  I love the story the mural tells.

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                                                            La Brisa en el Cultivo/ The Breeze of the Crop by Bp Vinalay                                            In this mural the different stations through which Don Luis and Doña Lupita went through, life partners to forge the future of their children.  They have traveled their way in pangas and tractors, from the sea to the countryside, from fishing to the sowing, to collecting fruits of the ocean and land.  They are the best company.

I’m amazed at how the artists have incorporated what is done in the local area like whale watching, fishing, and boating, with what was once grown in the area like maize and beef and local faces.  Most of the murals were completed in two or three days, some in a day.  The tired and sometimes crumbling walls of restaurants, toilets, shops (tiendas), houses, toilet blocks and even a statue of a bull have colorfully transformed the local area.  

The slideshow below shows how the restaurant Green Tomato’s walls were given a facelift with rendering and murals.  Even the bull received a new color treatment.

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So who did the murals you may ask?  Well, the project, ‘Ciudad Mural’ or ‘Mural City’ was overseen by the Municipal Government of Bahia de Banderas and was done jointly by the Company Comex and a group called the Colectivo Tomate (Tomato Collective).  The Collectivo Tomate and Comex Paints have spent the last 11 years working with artists from around the country, to create murals in 23 cities across 17 states to give town inhabitants a sense of identity.

Quauh Nacastl by Yorckh

In 1937 the Ejidal Commissariat was founded by Vincente Chavez Gonzalez and a group of natives, dedicated to fishing, agriculture and fruit cultivation of mango and Guanabana. These elements are fused in the composition of this mural, along with the town’s name sake the Huanacaxtle tree (also known by the Nahuatl language as Guanacaste or Oregon) which is alluded to through it’s colors and shapes in the mural.

Corazon del Mar/ Heart of the Sea by Isela Becerra

In the middle of the light blue life grows. It blooms with a ray of sun that illuminates, warms and turns this place into a safe space filled with love, ideal for caring, raising, growing and loving.

The slideshow below shows the school walls transformed over a week by a team of artists.

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Mural Cacarea/We Parade Together

This mural is on the elementary school fence and its theme is celebrating being whoever we want to be whether it is a cloud, sun or a dinosaur.  Let our imagination take us where we want to go.

Frutos del Fruto / The Fruits of the Fruit by Eduardo Cruz

Healthy growth process along with the cultivation of the soul, we are sowers of seed and harvesters of respect for life.

The project was brought to Banderas Bay by the Director of Economic and Rural Development, Claudia Vidal back in October 2019.  La Cruz de Huanacastle was the chosen town to give it an identity and create a tourist attraction.  The project began in La Cruz in November with the artists talking to schools, children, families and other organizations to listen to people tell their stories, talk about their jobs and their community.  The artists were able to use those stories to inspire their ideas for murals unique to the town.  Approximately 300 applications were received from residents and businesses who wanted to have murals on their buildings and from those applications 40 murals were created covering 1344 square meters.

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Montando Entre las Olas/Riding Among the Waves by Isela Beccera
The charreria and the horses have been a legacy and a tradition for this family and are a reason for pride.

Over 300 artists from Mexico and abroad applied to work on the La Cruz project and 25 were selected, among them were 3 locals and 4 from abroad; United States, Argentina, Russia, and Chile.

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                                                                   Amor Amarillo/Yellow Love by Cristina Durán                               This mural tells the story of two lives that unite in the sea between waving waves and multicolored life.

If you find yourself in the area, immerse yourself in the murals and wander the cobblestone streets off the main tourist drag to experience this wonderful Mexican culture in La Cruz.  I’m looking forward to taking my son to see them when he arrives in a few weeks.

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San Blas

During our stay in the San Blas, we anchored off Playa Las Islitas Nayarit, which is a beach located on Bahia de Matanchen in the San Blas region.  The bay is surrounded by jungled mountains that tumble down into the sea and a wetland area nestled at the bottom.  The area itself is home to over 500 species of birds, some native and others migratory, as well as protected crocodiles.

The beach is relatively quiet during the week, but come to the weekend, residents, Mexican tourists and the odd gringo come out to play and enjoy the water, the thatched-roofed huts serving a variety of seafood and for some, surfing. For our kids and my husband, what they enjoyed was the opportunity to surf. Our friends on Love and Luck brought their surfboards to shore and proceeded to teach Max and Ava how to surf. They loved it and I think Max is hooked. Andrew too had a go after 23 years of not surfing and came back happy and invigorated.

Surfing photos courtesy of Mark Vannini from Love and Luck

On a return trip from the town of San Blas, we stopped so Andrew could enjoy a dozen oysters for 100 pesos at one of the beachside restaurants with a large cold beer (almost a liter).  The oysters were good, but not quite the same as at Puerto Penasco.  The Mexican population some with jeans and cowboy hats were also enjoying their seafood meals while traditional Mexican bands serenaded the diners and kids played on the beach.  The only downside was by 5.30 the no-see-ums were out in force, which caused us to retreat to our boats shortly after.

San Blas – 4/1/2020

Love and Luck, Andrew and I went for a trip to San Blas.  A short walk from Playa Las Islitas past the Tiendas/shops selling banana bread is where you catch the local transport.  On our walk down the sandy path, a local showed us a very small crocodile nestled in the mangrove, I don’t want to meet his mother.  We also passed a trio playing their instruments on their way to entertain the diners at the beachside restaurants. 

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It is a short trip to San Blas. Visiting San Blas is like stepping back in time to a place long since forgotten, yet steeped in history dating back to the Spanish Conquistadors. This once important port was the epicenter of the Spanish colonization of Mexico’s Pacific. San Blas was named a port on the 22nd of February 1768 during the reign of King Carlos III of Spain. The Pacific’s first custom house was constructed on San Basilio Hill along with its protective fort in the San Blas and was used to store the gold and other treasures captured.  The Port was used as a base for exploration of North America and for incoming ships from the Philippines. The ports usage declined in the late 1700s due to the diminishing Spanish held territories and terminated expeditions and was eventually closed in 1873.

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Today the sleepy laid-back town is a far cry from its bustling past and is home to quiet streets with a small market area selling fresh fruits and vegetables, fish and prawns/shrimp. 

The main plaza was still complete with its Christmas decorations and tree during our visit. It’s amazing how close we are to La Cruz and yet how different San Blas is. We did not see any other gringos during our visit, the souvenir markets seemed directed at domestic travelers and it had a more authentic feel to it.

We decided to explore the history of the town and walk to Contaduria San Blas (fort) which sits upon San Basilio Hill and was constructed in 1770. The walk takes you up a cobbled street through a residential area before you enter the gate and pay your 10-peso entrance fee. We explored the site with just a few other locals.

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Walking towards the fort you pass the ruined church, Nuestra Senora del Rosario Temple, constructed in 1769. While the roof no longer exists the walls and arches remain strong and set an eye-catching scene and photo opportunity. Interestingly, while the church may not have had human residents for a long time, nature has taken over with plants growing within the walls, a hummingbird fluttering around, and I could hear a buzzing noise for quite a while before I noticed one of the holes high in a wall a hive of bees.

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We continued uphill to the fort. The best thing about the fort is the views over the bay, the town, rivers, and surroundings. A few canons are remaining among the fort walls and a large gold statue of priest don Jose Maria Mercado, who led his towns to fight for freedom presides over the fort.

Something I have observed is the different way the Mexican culture has with dealing with loved ones they have lost. While this is seen prominently through the Dia de Muertos (Day of the Dead) celebration it can also be seen daily. Walking back from the fort we passed a cemetery with its walls decorated with a large brightly colored mural of characters from the film Coco and peering inside through the adorned gate, I could glimpse color and tributes left to the dead, so different from the white, austere and somber tombs and graves in western society.

If you want a more authentic and less touristy Mexican experience head to San Blas for a couple of days.

Ava’s 14th Birthday – 2/11/2019

Written by Ava

My birthday is on the 2nd of November, and this year I spent my 14th birthday in Puerta Penasco in the boatyard with my friends Totem and Love and Luck.

I started the day with breakfast underneath the boat with the kids. Max made French toast with jam and cream cheese stuffed inside, Love and Luck made pancakes and Totem made bacon.

I made a rule that everyone had to wear at least one thing that was red. Many people in the hardstand had asked us why we were wearing red which made us laugh.

We all then went and found the kittens of the hardstand, Dulce and Pedro, or their English names, Candy and Pete. We spent some time with them before everyone retreated back to their boats to prepare for a BBQ lunch.

Everyone from Love and Luck, Totem and Utopia gathered for a BBQ with sausages!

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I was lucky enough to be gifted with presents and cards from my friends. A lovely red headband, knitted by Sally, bracelets from Fenton and Lucy and a beautiful collage of photos from all of Love and Luck as well as a plastic turtle necklace and a guitar strap from Mairen and Siobhan. I have to admit I cried while I was reading my cards and my birthday mix was playing.

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After lunch and cake, I played the guitar with Siobhan and Heidi, who practised their ukuleles instead. After a while we had to go back to our boats to get ready for the Day of the Dead.

Some people from the hard were kind enough to let us ride in the cattle truck where we were transported to the area where the event was being celebrated. There were food stands everywhere and ofrendas as well. A few hours in I got my face painted like the Catrinas, along with Sally, Heidi, Max and Siobhan. It was all super cool! Although, one of the best parts was seeing the Catrina competition where locals were dressed up like the dead and judges would rate their costume. We even got to take pictures with the woman in costume, they were all really realistic.

The end of a wonderful day was concluded with a slice of cake and a few episodes of Once Upon a Time with my mother.