Sunday, March 31, 2013
Loreto Farmers Market
Random Thoughts
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Isla Carmen
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Loreto Shopping
March 23
Loreto is a quiet town. I can see this when I compre the shopkeepers with those in San Jose del Cabo. In Cabo, vendors are in front of their shops, chatting up the tourists: "Come in, my friend; almost free. No charge to look. " Here in Loreto they are more likely to be involved in a rambelling conversation in front of their shop with the street cop, not noticing the customers wandering in and out.
Benito Juarez Day
March 21
I wake at 6:00 and am surprised to hear the sound of sweeping in the street outside my window. Today is a national holiday - Benito Juarez's birthday and the town is sprucing up for festivities later in the morning. To call Juarez the George Washington of Mexico might be a simplification, but he left a legacy of democratic reforms that transformed the country and he is revered. Walking back from breakfast at the French bakery, I see a modest crowd is gathered in the town plaza, listening to long winded speeches about democratic traditions, etc, etc. There is a group of young women on the sidelines, dressed in long cotton dresses, waiting to perform a traditional dance. When their turn comes, they dance with colorful ribbons stretched between them, bare feet moving in a graceful shuffle, toe-tap step. They have sweet faces behind heavy makeup, but they are quite serious about their dance.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Margarita Night
The days do blend together and there is a routine that has developed now that we are in the Sea of Cortez. Mornings are for a on-shore hike before the day heats up, then a snorkel from the shore or from a skiff. Afternoon is for raising anchor and a lazy wander in search of whales. Blue whales are long and majestic. Today's wander is now over and we are stationary with the engines off, miles from shore. It is margarita night on the back deck followed by some amusimg John Pryne songs off Charles' laptop. After dinner, the sea is dark and full of mysteries - a squid briefly comes to the surface off one side and later a softly glowing something floats nearby, below the surface - UFO. Soon we are underway and many of us are on the bow, looking at bio-luminescence in the wake. All day long we had seen balls of little bait fish, boiling the surface of the water. Now we run through those fish and they flee the boat's wake in glowing clouds. Magic and mystery.
Passing Cabo
Friday, March 15, 2013
Pacific
Frigate bird catches the rays of the setting sun.
Wall inside abandoned lighthouse.
Door to fish cold storage building.
Panga driver Chavalo.
Humpback whale fluke.
Laguna San Ignacio!
Underway
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Packing List
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Camping Gear
Even with the space limitations, I don't want to be too separated from technology gear, so I am bringing a small folding 7 watt solar charger for power - folded, it is only about 9"x6". It can charge equipment directly and it will also charge a AA battery pack to store power. The batteries then can charge camera and Android phone (for blog posts, I hope). The battery pack can also be used with a small plug-in 1.5 watt light for about fours of reading or whatnot. The cables and connectors transfer photos from camera to phone. The solar panel, battery charger and light are all made by Goal Zero, one of my favorite travel gear companies. The camera is an Olympus TG-1 which will be all purpose, including being waterproof for snorkeling. It is full of features, with video and GPS tracking, and is only hampered by a limited 4X zoom. I recently took it Hawaii as my only camera and I liked it a lot.
This might seem like a lot of stuff, but if you know what I normally travel with, this is bare bones indeed.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Baja Graphic Arts
Here is that eagle again, in a painting by Diego Rivera, depicting the history of Mexico from the time of the Spanish conquest - complicated maybe?
I will be staying in Loreto, the site of the first California mission - established in 1697. And from there the Spanish padres strung the chain of missions up to Sonoma, north of San Francisco.
Thank you Jared for the image.