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Puerto Los Gatos
One of our favorite stops was this gorgeous bay on the peninsula, south of Lareto. We sailed into the bay, carefully dodging the many charted reefs, and dropped the hook in a small southern bight. The wind was blustery but not bad and we had a relatively peaceful night. After dinner, as we sat digesting in the cockpit, two fishermen, Hector and Ignacio from a local village motored by and asked if we wished to buy seafood. What do you have? Lobster and scallops!
We bought two California spiny lobsters and five incredibly fresh scallops for US$8. Since we had just eaten dinner, we kept the lobster for the next night, but Conni immediately made some scallop ceviche. Wow! Excellent!
A scallop! Enormous and so fresh that it smelled only of saltwater. Conni's ceviche was superb.
Our beached dinghy, ashore on Puerto Los Gatos. We dragged her up high enough to keep her from drifting as the tide rose.
Conni and I hike the beach. The geology is all igneous, volcanic, and it does not weather like sedimentary rock does, but makes curious and odd shapes.
Cactus tree? This is a remnant from a local cactus on which various visitors have hung lost shoes.
Weathered rock produces wild patterns and colors.
A close-up of the rock above. It didn't look real
Oddly shaped rock, weathered by winds and seas for a million years.
It caught my eye. Conni took the sand route up this hill while I took the rock route to the top. I had a great view but decided that the descent would be better by her route.
Puerto Los Gatos. Wings is the boat at right. This photo was taken from the top of the hill that overlooks the bay.
This is the view from the other side of the hill: Saguaro cactus and mesquite. We saw no living things, but the presence of tracks and dung told of varied and abundant night life, as well as visiting burros, horses, and sheep.
More patterns in the rock. It reminds me of fractals: regardless of how close that you look, there are similar patterns. This is "tuff" or compact ash, now weathered.
A face? An airplane wing? All in the mind.
Conni leads the way down the hill.
A solitary Saguaro cactus protrudes from the mesquite.
A split in the reef allows care and feeding to the new coral growing on the rock.
Our cruising sailboat, Wings, at anchor in Puerto Los Gatos. Our two solar panels are generating more power than we can use.
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