Odds and Ends from the Mexican Informal Tourism Bureau.
More and more we are reminded that boating in Mexico in the winter is almost identical to boating in Puget Sound in the summer. Low 55, high 72, water temp. 63. We even had a foggy morning.
We’ve anchored off beautiful, clean sandy beaches backed by miles of beautiful wild dunes full of nothing but jackrabbits and some incredibly fast burrowing lizards. It took us three days to decide they weren’t kangaroo rats.
…and face eating spiders. Here’s Nancy wielding the spider-clearing stick. We also try and follow the dog-trails, hoping that the dogs cleared out the spiders during their daily rounds. Dogs, by the way, are extremely non-linear. We see a lot more Mexico this way.
Here’s one of the nice Mexican doggies. You should hear them sing at night. They sound like angels.
Sometimes it’s nicer to just walk on the beach.
Or explore the sand dunes.
The tides were big last week, almost nine feet, making the beaches extra special bueno.
When we’re not on the wide-open beach at Bahia Santa Maria, these birds guard it for us.
This sea fan was still soft and wavy. Not for long, though.
We found this guy half-buried face-down up in the dunes. It was pretty creepy digging him out.
There was a half-acre or so of beach covered in these tiny, empty shells.
Insert obvious but culturally insensitive joke here.
Wicked-looking clam. The hole in the end was drilled by the same nefarious moonsnails we have in Puget Sound. They kill a lot of shellfish down here, too.
This is/was a tiny little stingray. It’s about as big as your hand.
This is the stinger from the tiny little stingray. We don’t do a lot of wading in the Mexican ocean. No thanky. By the way – bone, nail, hair? Couldn’t figure it out, but we think nail. Tail nail.
Bright Water is just to the left of center.