|Rounding Cabo Falso with Cabo San Lucas on the right.|
|The terraced development on the cape. |
We read this area was still a fishing village only 40 years ago. Yikes!
A big part of the daily routine is checking the weather through sailmail sent faxes and computer generated GRIB files. We have more sources when there is internet available, and whenever in port of course there is the grapevine – sometimes more talk than anything, but all good to include in the planning.
The marina grounds are beautifully landscaped and everyone working here very friendly. We continue to use our Spanish – and they humor and help us! Sometimes, they just shake their heads and say, “Try English…?”
After checking in at the marina, which involves presenting our papers of boat ownership, clearance into Mexico and proof of Mexican liability insurance, we toasted our arrival with cold cervecas and tapas, gathered laundry which we will happily pay Guermo’s sister-in-law to wash tomorrow, and got of the bikes to go explore town.
We had a wonderful ride to the plaza, along the cobblestone back streets and of course found another little place for dinner. San Jose del Cabo seems like a plenty big enough city – we are happy to skip San Lucas for now.
|Signs of the Day of the Dead celebrations in the town square|
A highlight was when Guermo and his wife, Michelecarmina brought back our laundry and agreed to come aboard for a margarita and some informal Spanish lessons. They were very sweet and clearly touched that we wanted to visit with them – rarely, if ever had been ON one of the boats in the marina.