Sunday, May 6, 2012

0743, Sun, 050612.     Puerto Escondido.     It was another busy day of festing.  While games were going on we were busy with our classes.  The day before was fishing on the bottom, today's class was fishing behind the boat while underway.  He showed us how to make a lure with a piece of aluminum from a beer can.  They go bad though so you must drink a fresh beer to keep them working well.  Such sacrifices.  The real neat trick that I had either forgotten or never heard of was the teaser.  Simply a bottle, like a coke bottle, filled with rattley stuff like old bolts, rocks, or such.  This is tied off about ten feet in front of the lures, separate from the lures.  The purpose is to make a lot of noise, attracting the fish from a mile away.  Once they get close they hit the lures thinking those are the slow fish on the outside of the bunch.  Pretty good trick.

We took a walk out to a little tienda on the outskirts of the area.  About half mile down the road is a trailer park so we got the inkling to check it out, the store, not the trailer park.  It was well stocked.  Between the tienda at the docks as well as this little store I think one could find just about everything one would need.  We even found a big box of those yummy Ghirardelli brownies.

The evening was full of great music.  Blues Explosion.  They had a great sound, playing oldies with a jazz twist to the whole thing.  It was a funny collection of people.  The lead guy on vocal and bass, was a tall, thin, Rasta guy complete with the dreds.  Next to him was a guy that looked like a skate boarder playing the electric piano.  On the other side was a lady who someone said looked like her old English teacher, with a belt that held a dozen harmonicas.  The lead guitar simply looked like a regular guy, with the drummer out back introduced as the youngest in the group at twenty.  They put out a great sound and kept us tapping our feet.  Sue and I made it through several songs, having a great time dancing.  That took it out of us though so we sat back and let the rest of the crowd have the dance floor. 

Good thing this is the last day, we are having more and more trouble waking up in the morning.  I guess we are getting too old for all this fun….NAH!.....more later..