|Our little haven|
Cala Puertocito de Enmedio
It’s funny how a couple days there changed our perspective. Maybe it was our restful stay there, or the brightness of the Milky Way; the taste of Rick’s freshly caught leopard grouper in the nearby reef teeming with fish, or the giant scallops given to us by the local pangueros, Carlos, Carlos and Estefan. And as it happens, the landscape isn’t just ordinary brown. Depending on the time of day, the sun paints the striking mountains in the background with shades of ochre, warm reddish browns, bright orange, gold, and dusty rose.
|Fresh fish delivery!|
Then we thought of the lovely beach, caves and reefs next door, and got over it.
|We eyed each other for a while...|
|A golden grouper, don't see many of those|
|Our snorkeling buddies|
I shamefully got flustered when a pelican began following us around as we were swimming off the boat – did he think we would be his supper? After all, he could only see our heads bopping above the water. We tried scaring him away by splashing water at him, but he calmly kept getting closer. Eventually, while he went looking for me around the stern of the boat, I quietly swam around the bow to the ladder. He then resorted to chewing our dinghy painter (rope). Eventually, he went looking for tastier prey. I was almost sad to see him go.
|Bye bye Mr. Pelican|
|White sand. Desert. Saltwater|