Day Tripping

After a 3 day weekend here in Mexico that brought lots of tourism to the area, and lots of surf lessons too, we decided to take a day trip to get out of town and explore a little.  First stop was one of our standby beaches, Roca Blanca.  Julio, who seems to have family in every corner of this coastal area, always gets a warm welcome by an “uncle” who owns one of the palapa restaurants that we like to visit.

We took a seat in the shade and waited patiently to see if the waves would pick up a little with low tide…but no luck.  So we ate.  After filling ourselves with seafood, we explored a little, paddled around on our boards watching the fish beneath us, and played with our underwater camera.

On our way back home, we stumbled upon a little foot path used by local fisherman to access a beach that is hidden from the road…we parked our truck and headed down the path eagerly.  Nothing is better than the promise of a secret beach.  We passed through dry forests with spindly bare branches accentuated by the bright yellow flowers blooming on a few.  Dipped down into jungle, zigged and zagged to avoid the mosquitoes, and about 30 minutes later ended up at a huge rocky point jutting out into the ocean.  The beach to the south was dotted with lean-tos the local fishermen make from branches and dried palm fronds, but there wasn’t a soul around.

We took a quick dip, a few snaps and headed back up the dusty path.  Thirsty, we stopped and had fresh coconuts at the local stand.  The owners, a nice couple who know Julio’s father and grandfather, entertained us with stories and invited us back to fish with their son at the beach we had just visited.  We bought some sweet coconut tostadas from the little boy across the street, piled back into the truck and headed home.  A little sun burnt, a little sleepy, but refreshed from our mini-vacay.