On New Years Eve Day, Dan and I paddled our SUP boards to a beautiful little cove. We must have paddled 4 - 5 miles at least (round trip). We passed this neat, rugged outcrop.
I can see that I need to ask Dan to take a few more pictures with me in them. So far the blog has mostly Dan. If you check out his blog, he does have one of me SUPPing to the beat of music that was playing in the cove. https://onemoretimetosail.blogspot.com
Unfortunately, Dan has been having difficulty walking due to hip pain. He has been laying low and staying on the boat for the past several days. Meanwhile I do my thing -swim, SUP, explore and cook.
I really enjoy SUPPing and it easily gets me off the boat. Lately, I’ve been listening to music while paddling. This is much nicer. Along one of the coves, are these beautiful houses. I was planning to hike up there today, until I learned that it is a gaited community and unless my name was on the list, I was not going to get in. Here is a view from the water.
There have been a lot of pelicans around lately. I believe they follow some type of small fish as the place is loaded with them now. We get to watch them dive-bomb to get their catch. The amazing thing is that they do this right amongst all the swimmers. What amazing divers they are!
I wanted to get into town, so decided to swim and take a couple dry bags for my shoes and clothes. The dinghy is too difficult for me to get off the boat myself and I do not want Dan to do any lifting unless he has to. I am also uncomfortable about leaving the SUP board at the beach, so my best choice was to swim. I explored a few side streets. This is a small town, with cobblestone streets. Here are a few shots my day hike.
We desperately need to do our laundry, as the dampness gets to all our bedding etc. We've been wearing the same bathing suits, shorts and tees so do not have many clothes, just towels etc. Then I stumbled on this laundry service. The women there was working hard washing everyone's clothes. I will wait until I can do ours at a marina.
Cement mixers are seen everywhere in Mexico just like the ones my Dad used to have.
There are interesting steps around here.
I came across the tortilla factory - and tried chatting with the workers - as well as buy a few tortillas for our dinner tonight. The motor cycle with the cooler on back is used to distribute the tortillas while they are hot to the various little stores in the village. They spoke no English and I used my limited Spanish to try to converse. They were willing to have me take a picture which of course I asked for.
Lastly, I tried to find this famous taco shop but was unable to. I did find this restaurant cooking beans (or something) on a wood fire outside, along with some peppers.
Tomorrow, if Dan’s hip is better, I hope we head to a new place, Punta Mita. This has been a nice harbor but I am ready to move on. We actually made marina reservations at La Cruz which is in Bahía de Banderas and Puerto Vallarta. I am most excited to see an old high school friend Denise and her husband Frank there.
Adios to Chacala. Malo has enjoyed your anchorage and beautiful water. (Repeat of a previous photo for those that recognize it).
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