January 1st we awake to a sunny, clear and calm morning here on the beach at el Coyote. Welcome 2016! The fresh squeezed orange juice guy arrives and offers a free shot of vodka in that juice...but we have other plans for it. Mimosas start off this new year! We enjoy the bagels we found in Loreto yesterday, a little cream cheese, the beautiful view and the warmth from our propane campfire.
The rest of the day is rounded out with an all beach snack potluck, a piñata for the "kids" (this year teens)...unusual shape, don't you think?
There's always more than enough food and good conversation to go around.
Janelle and Mark
Hum....I've never seen a piñata quite like this before!? And...Hecho (made) in Mexico no doubt.
Sarah gives it a swing.....
New Year's Eve found us just returning from a day trip by Jeep to the town of Loreto, about 70 miles south of the beach. Why would you go to Loreto for a day trip on New Year's Eve day? Ah. It is all about the tooth problem. The tooth that fell apart our second day on the beach. Just, fell off, half of it, leaving a big, cavernous hole on the front end. One of those moments....while eating something like soup, that you realize you've cracked off half a tooth....for no reason....and here you are on a beach in Baja.... After two weeks, some talking around to our beach buddies, a call to our at home dentist, and three failed calls to the Loreto dentist...we decide to just drive there and wait, quite literally, on her doorstep, until she arrives for work...on...this last day of December, 2015.
Once we are inside the tiny office, Steve starts a conversation with Mr. Blow Up Snowman. Nan is anxiously sneaking a peek into the dental chamber!
Since it IS New Year's Eve, we head up,to JC's Restaurant for the evening special and the Spanish music....after all, we are in Mexico!
See that empty table in the front? That's probably for the Mexican crowd that will arrive around 9:00 p.m. ....evenings start late here.....about the time the gringos go home....after all, Baja Midnight is about....9:00 p.m. for beach campers.
On to the first week of January! The weather this year has been cooler and windier. I know, when I write this, that there is no sympathy from those at home in the Pacific Northwest. When a stiff 25 mph wind blows into your campsite, you notice. When it cranks up to 35 mph, everyone suddenly finds very important errands to do in town.
Definitely not paddle boarding weather....and really not great for kayaking either.
We are off to town for drinking water and propane. How about a stop at Mario's car wash and fish taco bar? Pretty fresh fish too...we see the fisherman come to the back door!
There is plenty of time for dog walks each day, but never enough walks for Sparky. His energy is boundless.
Dog paddling has a new meaning!
The past 10 days have not been with out some calm mornings and lovely flat water. We take advantage of these conditions every chance we get!
The next day it's back to the sunshine, ice cream truck (two flavors...."nut" or grape....easy choice), ukulele group in the shade and yoga class.
Another day there is a little time for reading, a massage under the trees by the sea and out to dinner with friends.
Bertha's Beach Club Restaurant has a menu on the wall with six choices! We marvel. Often it's two choices, unless they are out of one, and then it's one choice!
Margaritas and Pacificos all around!
Deb and John have just arrived!
Steve suddenly makes a new friend, right as dessert arrives. This little kitty knows tricks of the trade.
The "trade"? You give me your ice cream and as a trade, you get to pet me!
No, we are not adopting a kitty! Two dogs and a cat?? Shiver me timbers!!!
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