April 6, 2000
Yesterday, Bob had a conversation with Dave, the owner of Bananrama Restaurant about our trip to Tenacatita the other day.
He suggested that we
get in touch with a guy named Victor who operates a van, and can take us to
Tenacatita via the highway. So, Bob made some arrangements and at 9:00 AM
sharp Victor was at our hotel and we were ready to embark on another glorious
day snorkelling at Tenacatita. Because we were travelling in a van we
were able to talk Mom into coming too. After a couple of short stops
along the way, to pick up boogie boards and snorkel gear, we were on our
way.
We reached la playa about 10:00 or so, and made ourselves comfortable on
some beach chairs. We all tried boogie boarding, and just had a blast!
We laughed and got rolled, and laughed and got rocked! But when you DO
catch that wave....what a ride!
Lunch was Rollo del Mar, Camarones Agra Dulce (breaded shrimp in pineapple sauce) and Sopa de Marisco (seafood soup - shrimp, octopus, dorado, oysters etc.) And a Corona or two.
Then it was time to snorkel! This was one of our main attractions when planning our trip. There is a coral reef with sparkling aqua water. The first fish I saw was yellow and black striped. Then I saw a ray of some description - two eyes looking up at me, as it flapped away. Lots of other fish of various colors and descriptions.
One of the most important things Bob had been saying all morning was "Whatever you do, Don't Touch the Coral". So, as I'm kicking my flippers along on my way back to shore, all of a sudden the coral just seemed too close. I didn't want to touch it, so I looked above water to see how far away I was from the beach. All of a sudden a swell seemed to get hold of me, and push me up onto the reef! Then there was no clear water, only coral, and I was being rolled along on top of it. I couldn't seem to get off, and I was trying to make myself as flat as possible above the reef, hoping to be able to swim back to the water. It seemed like I was in about an inch of water over top of the reef, and I was being pushed in the wrong direction. I stood up, or tried to. I knew I was standing on it, but even then I couldn't get back to the deeper water. The dumb flippers weren't helping in my efforts, so I took them off, but I just couldn't seem to negotiate my direction and kept getting rolled along. Of course the coral was slicing me up as I was going, and I was beginning to become a little frighened. Finally I saw some blue water, and as I was about to step off I saw a little black spiny sea urchin on the ledge where I was going to step. I sure as hell didn't want to step on him, so I launched myself into the blue and made my way back to shore. There I nursed my shredded ankles and knees and wrists, and silently apologized to the generations of coral I had single-handedly wiped out.
Victor then led us to a short visit to Boca de Iguanas.
What a beautiful
beach this is too! And NOBODY there. For miles.....not a
soul. There is a campground there. Palm trees, water, sewer and
electricity for 250 pesos a month. Some day, we will find a spare month
and come down here again. Then a short stop at Cuastocomates. We were
travelling with Wolfgang and Maryanne from Smithers, BC and they wanted to
check out the Royal Costa Hotel. All-inclusive, swim-up bar, just
beautiful. I think they said it was 400 pesos (all inclusive) at this time
of year, but I could be wrong.
We went to supper back at Pedros again tonight. We ran into Victor (our guide) and he gave Bob a recipe for a sunburn. The water from one coconut, rubbing alcohol and corn starch. So Bob is whipping some up to try.
I just can't believe this is our last full day here. This holiday has been a dream come true. Eveybody absolutely loves Melaque, the surrounding beaches, the friendliness of the people, and the closeness of our family. Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for making this happen.