We almost enjoyed church (teaching the primary to sing in Spanish and English is a challenge) and then talked brother Fillmore into taking us down to Avis to pick up our car for the week. It gives one a rather nice sense of freedom to have ones own wheels.
Monday we started off on our journey at 7 am. with Hermano Ceballos in the back seat. He is a security guard at the temple and he needed a ride home to San Lucas. What a blessing he turned out to be. We came to a standstill about an hour out of the city and he suggested a route around it. We were fairly sure that the long windy route he took us on was probably longer than the traffic slow down would have been but when we got to his place his wife wondered how he had got there. There had been a landslide on the highway and the heavy equipment was just arriving to start clearing it away. So we went along our merry way thanking the Lord for that little favor.
We arrived at Monterrico and checked into the Dos Mundos. It is muggy hot.
| The road along the beach heading for Dos Mundos |
| One of the pools at Dos Mundos |
| Our little cabin at Dos Mundos |
| More grounds and another wading pool at Dos Mundos |
| Looking down the beach-Dos Mundos. We found our turtle about at the thatch roof building. More about that later in this blog. |
| An old lady (me:() ) enjoying crashing waves. |
| Standing by the infinity pool |
| The Ocean from the pool at Dos Mundos |
We ate lunch at the hotel and went for a drive to Hawaii just down the road and came back for a swim in the pool. The coolest place to be was in the water. It was a perfect temperature. Made the hot weather most comfortable.
| Ceiling lights in the restaurant. The only closed side is the cooking area. |
| Swimming pool. The covered area is a jetted pool |
| Eldon enjoying the water |
| More pool scenery. They put cushions out to lay on |
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| Cayman or Crocodiles |
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| Iguana |
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| Some weird fish they have down here. |
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| More turtles |
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| Snooty Turtle |
| One, two, three.... |
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| Some green lizards. They were really fast! |
| 5 am. poling along in the mangrove swamps |
| Sun is rising but with all the rain and clouds of the previous night I didn't expect much. |
| Our guide and two other brave souls who went with us. |
| Fishermen out casting nets for shrimp |
| Well maybe a bit more spectacular than I expected. |
| Someones home in the swamp. They have pigs, chickens, a cow etc on this tiny island in the swamp. When the water gets too high they leave for awhile. |
| Heron |
| Mangroves. The roots grow down from the upper branches. |
We had a tour scheduled for 7:30 pm. to go turtle hunting. We would walk up and down the beach in the dark, looking for turtles coming ashore to lay their eggs. The guide collects them and takes them to the university Tortugaria to be reburied and allowed to hatch safely. Many people are hunting for eggs to make money and are damaging the turtle population. Well thunder, lightening and a downpour dampened that idea-we thought- but at 8:30 the rain let up and the guide came knocking at our door to see if we still wanted to go. Mistake. I was doused with repellent so we decided to go. We trudged along the beach with our flashlights. Normally they use the moonlight but it was pitch black. Low and behold the rains started again. We had on rain jackets but our tennis shoes rapidly filled up with water. We gave up finally and headed back to the hotel when our guide saw a turtle and instructed us to quickly turn off the lights. The lights would make her turn back to the sea. He picked her up and deposited her further on shore and she found a spot she liked and dug a nest. At least I am guessing that is the score as I could see nothing. Finally she began laying her eggs at which point it was OK to turn on our flashlights as she would not stop once started. The guide dug out the sand from the back of her and began pulling out her eggs as fast as she deposited them. We collected about 80 eggs all the size of bantam chicken eggs with leathery shells. In the meantime, the rain that had been pelting my bare legs apparently had washed off all the deet because the mosquitoes attacked in force. The turtle finished laying her eggs and with her big back flippers swiped the sand into the hole she had made and patted it down and then wandered off to the ocean again.
| Inside our cabin |
| Guide reaching in to pull out the eggs |
| Stack of collected turtle eggs |
| Heading back to the sea. |






We should have been there with you guys.
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