28.02.2014 30 °C
We set out fairly early to go along the coast to visit some other beach towns. We caught a collectivo to Zipolite and then a taxi to Puerto Angel. Puerto Angel has a nice harbour with a narrow opening to the sea. It is the fishing harbour for this area. We arrived as the fishing boats were coming back with their catches. They drive their boats up on the beach, like the video I posted previously, except they don't put down any rollers or poles. It looks like an accident happening, but it obviously works for them. As soon as they are on land, a crowd of people gather around the boat to see what the catch is and start haggling over it. Then once the catch is gone, it's time for a little help from the fisherman's friends. They haul the boat higher up on the beach, which doesn't look easy. See the video.
There were piles of fish everywhere, some people only had a few, one fellow had the back of his truck filled up! Don asked what the name of the silvery fish was and we both heard the answer, but we could not understand it!! Catching Spanish names is difficult.
Once we had seen enough of the fishing fleet, we walked along the main road a little ways and then caught a taxi back to Zipolite. We walked most of the length of Zipolite beach, and it's a long one. It was starting to get pretty hot in the sun. There were a couple of young guys surfing with their boogie boards and we sat at a beachside restaurant and had a cold drink. The surf was quite big and the red warning flags were flying. We had heard of a place to get real vanilla in Zipolite, but the last time we were there it was closed. So we went there and it was closed again but also, the sign was changed, like it was a different store. So maybe the vanilla seller has become an itinerant vendor or something? Anyway, no vanilla for us. Any store that sells it here, is selling artificial vanilla. I guess the real stuff is too expensive.
The streets in Zipolite are all torn up. They are laying fibre optic cable, apparently, and have the whole main street in a mess. It takes a long time to build a road when it is mostly done by hand!
We walked back up to the highway and caught a collectivo to San Agustinillo. Another little town with a gorgeous beach. I think these towns exist to provide services to people like us, escaping winter. I sat in the shade while Don explored this beach. But you can't sit in the shade for free - I had to buy a drink so I could use the shade - it's a precious commodity!
We caught another collectivo back to Mazunte and then went down to our beach for a swim. I went up for lunch and a rest and Don had a snorkel before coming up. Later after our afternoon bird watching, Don went out to Punta Cometa to visit the other beach out there. Boy, he does love his beaches!! Then we went down to have supper at a restaurant by our beach. We ate up on the second floor under a palapa roof, but it was so dark by then we couldn't see the ocean.