Once again the highlight of the trip was not one, but two, sea lions. It looked like mom with her pup. I just happened to glance out the port side and saw them. As Sue frantically tried to get our camera working (near impossible on a moments notice) they disappeared . As we watched over the side they dove under the boat. Sue ran downstairs and looked through the window between the hulls and said they were swimming under the boat and then yelled they were heading out to the starboard side. They put on quite a show for us and then were gone.
Coming into San Evaristo, the opening to the bay is about a quarter mile wide with a double lobed bay about a half mile across. This is quite a fishing village, not one of those little outposts with a half dozen guys who live there part time. This is a real village with its dusty trails and little shacks dotting the hillside. They each seem to have a truck, all in good shape. It has only been in recent years that people could own vehicles in Mexico so there are no clunkers hanging around yet. This village even comes equipped with a desalination plant, fresh water for all. We could see some activity during the day as trucks came and went and kids showed up on bicycles, then, as evening came, the fishermen were back with their boats and people were gathering along the shore. A group even had a volleyball game going.
We spent a great night with hardly a roll. The birds wake up early in these parts. The gulls sound like they try to squawk in unison. In the distance we can hear the roosters trying to put in their two cents worth. As the sun comes up, so do the fishermen. They are in their boats with their bright orange Farmer John style slickers and hood sweat shirts. They look like it is cold out there, ha. I think the bright orange slickers are government issue if not simply a requirement since they all seem to wear them. Also seen are the Mae West style life preservers on all the passengers in the tour boats and water taxis.
Last night we watched Final Cut, Robin Williams. Based in the future when it is possible to implant a recorder into a new born that records their entire life. Robin is a "cutter" who takes the information upon a person's death and (leaving out the bad parts) puts together a nice over view of their life for those who are left here on earth…….more later..
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