The pelicans put on quite a morning show for us as they transcended from flight into a water dart from about forty feet above the surface. They are able to go from such an ungainly shape to a perfect straight line, hit the water at full speed making a splash like a diver off the high board, then hopefully come up with a fish. The fish must have been running because the pelicans were all grouped at the end of our bay, all swirling above and then making their dive, sometimes four or five in unison. Quite a sight.
I got in the still waters right after breakfast and finished cleaning the bottom of the boat only to be joined by a dozen or so puffer fish in all sizes, some as small as your thumb and others a foot long. They had no fear of me as they scooped up the barnacles for breakfast. In fact they were a nuisance, getting right in my way as I tried to work. If I pointed the scraper at them they simply came right up to it to see if it was something interesting. I finally had to scrape an area and let them move in while I dashed over and did another spot. I jumped back and forth as they followed close behind like a pack of little puppies.
Sue was up for a snorkel run so we dinked over to a spot called the Pyramid, a large rock island, if you really used your imagination, looked sort of like a pyramid. It was the best snorkeling we have had since arriving in the Pacific. The coral is missing but there were lots of critters from trumpet fish to little dark blue guys the size of a quarter. I saw one skate scooting across the sand while Sue and I looked for any evidence of lobsters. No lobsters. We did spot one scallop, but hardly worth taking just one.
After snorkeling we headed over for a walk on the beach to warm up. The sun was nice and warm and the breeze was just enough to keep you from baking. The shells were fun to look for as we picked out a few really kewl looking ones. One area must house the locals at times. There were conch shells everywhere. They aren't as colorful as I am used to and look like they are much thicker. It also appears they guy can't remove the conch from the shell like we do. The shells are all in broken bits everywhere in this tiny section. It even looked like the guy had a barrel stashed in a shallow cave for getting lobster. Moving down the beach we regretfully disturbed the pack of seagulls sunning themselves but they simple moved into the water a few feet. We hiked to the far end of the beach, this is a small beach, and then hopped back in the dink and went exploring around the bay. The village is set back from the water and through the brush and cactus it looked to be a pretty good size village.
As the day moved along, two cruisers joined us and seven fishing boats. We tried to figure how far the fishing boats had traveled. They were couples, in their sixties and seventies, and all gringos. They were accompanied by their dogs; a couple of small poodles and two large black labs. They set up their sun shades and spent the day on the beach. It really was like our days on the lake water skiing, only removed forty years. It looked like they were having a good time. They stayed the night. I'm not sure that would be such a great idea although they probably slept on board their boats. After seeing the coyote the other day, I don't think I would spend the night on the beach, especially with two small poodles.
We took in a movie, Fox and Hound. This is an old animated Disney. I don't know where it fits into the history but it wasn't up to par with other Disney animated movies…more later..
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