The above was said with a bit of sarcasm, as the Mexicans have many really nice looking fishing boats too. I just thought this one was kind of special. And, below is a shot of a panga going by - very much like the one we did the whale hunt in. Once again, this is not the great action shot I was hoping to show you. Maybe we just need an expensive camera......to make up for me.
Well, our time here in the Marina is just about up. The end of the month is racing toward us, and we have much to do that isn't getting done. Our excuse right now is that Carnival is going on in LaPaz. Claudia is anxious to tell you about it, so I'll just use it as an excuse for now. I've been very focused on finding a small outboard motor to use with our dinghy. When we set off on this journey, I was committed to not carrying gasoline on board, so we built a rowing dinghy with no motor. Well, it turns out that we typically anchor 1/4 to 1/2 mile off the shore and the good snorkeling and other exploring areas are farther away than that. Long story short, I'm ready to carry gasoline. The boat rows nicely, but when there's a breeze, you can probably figure out the problem.
It's been three days since I wrote the above, and I may have a motor to look at this AM. Smaller than we had hoped, but maybe still good enough. We'll see.
Carnival was a blast. C will still do a show and tell, but from my point of view, this was like a big county or state fair. One serious difference was the cost of food and drink. Beer, available in cans, cold, everywhere at Carnival, was 15 pesos - about $1 US. What do we pay for beer at a fair in the US? Anyway, they set up this big tent thing in a field right ac
ross from our Marina. What was this all about? During Carnival, late at night, well after 10:00 PM, we could hear cheering amid cockadoodledoos. The cock fights were in town! When in Mexico...... I walked over with a friend one night to check it out. After paying our entrance and getting patted down, for weapons I guess, we were allowed in. Escorted to nearly the front row down a steep concrete bleacher type affair littered with most everything, we had prime seats in folding chairs. The dirt ring in front of us was maybe 50 or 60 feet in diameter with the colliseum affair growing up all around it. At the top on the far side was a mariachi band to entertain us during the few minutes between fights. The experience was loud, bloody, and exciting. For more detail than that, you'll just have to come down here yourself. I will say that I enjoyed being there and that I would do it again. E
ross from our Marina. What was this all about? During Carnival, late at night, well after 10:00 PM, we could hear cheering amid cockadoodledoos. The cock fights were in town! When in Mexico...... I walked over with a friend one night to check it out. After paying our entrance and getting patted down, for weapons I guess, we were allowed in. Escorted to nearly the front row down a steep concrete bleacher type affair littered with most everything, we had prime seats in folding chairs. The dirt ring in front of us was maybe 50 or 60 feet in diameter with the colliseum affair growing up all around it. At the top on the far side was a mariachi band to entertain us during the few minutes between fights. The experience was loud, bloody, and exciting. For more detail than that, you'll just have to come down here yourself. I will say that I enjoyed being there and that I would do it again. E
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