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Guayabitos and Los Ayala are our favorite Mexican beaches.  Only about 3 and a half hours from our house on good roads, they are situated in a gorgeous bay, with deserted beaches, jungle, and rocky islands to explore.  Come along on an escape with us!

Most adventures start out in our little Chevy.  We've transpirted everything from 12 foot palm trees to wedding cakes to 9 and a half month pregnant ladies in our trusty car.  Coco is checking the tires.

Lots of pines at elevations a mile high.  This shot is near the Ceborucu Volcano--you can see black lava flow (center).  For a kilometer or so there are acres and acres of tumbled black volcanic rock, with lime green patches of lichen.

We never make reservations, and because teachers (and students) had a long weekend for Teacher's Day, many of the hotels were full.  But the third one we tried had several vacancies.  We climbed 54 steps, opened the door, and this was our view...

We had a wonderful view of the pool...

Of course, we also had a fine view of the "showers-for-rent" place.

Omar and Pablo waste no time in whipping up something good.

Ceci is ready to check out the beach.

Yahoo!  The beach!

"The Nose" goes into action.  "I smell good things on sticks!"

Here's the spot!  Grilled sierra and shrimp in hot sauce.

Shrimp marinaded in "El Huichol" hot sauce (bottle at left) and grilled.

Then a splash of llime.

After the drive and the food, we needed a nap.  We woke up just in time for our walk on the beach.

And they ask me why I moved to Mexico...

...and spend most of their time falling down in the sand.
 

Guayabitos and Los Ayala are in a big bay--there are rarely any waves.

And watched fishermen surf fish for skates.  After taking pictures they put them back.

You never know what you will find--Huachinango (Red Snapper) or fish with spots...

Normal looking fishies...

And coral-eaters a lovely shafe of blue.

He had really jumbo shrimp.

Lots of birds hang around the fishing boats.  Throw a fish carcass in the air, and it rarely hits water before it is claimed.

I see kayaks!

We're off!  We look quite expert in the pictures, I think, but don't believe it.  We all took unexpected dunks, except for Ceci--which is a good thing as she is swimming for two.

The group photo.  We felt like Magellan or Captain Cook or Arthur Frommer or something.  Anyway, a great moment.  The jungle comes right down to the sea.

Back to Los Ayala.  Pablo doesn't swim, and Ceci is 5 months along, so we kept an eye on them.  We had life vests and our friends aren't the kind to panic, so we knew they would be OK, even though we were a way out.

Back on the beach.  Coco will stand the water and a little swimming, as long as she can take a vigorous sand bath afterwards.  She looks llike a dust devil when she gets going.

 
Tomorrow, the island!

The weather was great--a little hazy, high about 85, in the 60's at night.  Here's a "taco de ojo!"

Back to the beach, for hiking...

And "walking" the dog.

That night we sat on the beach under the coconut palms...

A new morning.

This time we chartered a lancha to take us to the island.  Coco called it a yacht, but just to her friends.  It did have a foggy glass bottom.

It looks like me floating on my back

 

Landfall.  After the boat left, we had the small beach all to ourselves.

Coco, well dusted again, picks out our campsite.

We alternated between snorkling and contemplating life.

Too bad he is so unphotogenic.  This picture reminds me of Luis Bunuel's "Un Chien Andalou" in which there is a similar shot, alternatig with a sea urchin.  There's your culture for the day.

Let's bury Coco!

She ended up looking like a sugar donut.

We recount the day's events...

On our last day we stopped at a tropical fruit stand, and parked under a yaka tree. 

Can you find the faux yaka?  Coco says "I don't even want to KNOW you."

When you buy a coconut first you drink the fresh, slightly tangy juice.  It tastes more "green" than like coconut.

Everything's better if you share.  No, we didn't change our clothes (although anything is possible with fashion conscious Omar).  This was taken on another visit, but I like the picture so here it is.

We had the best adventures...

Ceci and Pablo are the perfect traveling companions--interested in everything, willing to try new experiences and foods, they have a child's sense of wonder and appreciate every minute.

It doesn't get any better!

 
We stopped near Chapultepec for breakfast in the restaurant Jarro, where the Via Recreativa takes place.  You can see folks on bikes--every Sunday miles of roads close in Guadalajara and the hikers and the bikers and the skaters take over.  There was a "Golden Rain" tree in front of the restaurant.  We want one for the park.

At a rest stop along the way, this palm was in flower.  The climate changes a lot between cool, dry Guadalajara and the humid coast.

There were plenty of folks on the beach, but people here tend to clump in front of their hotel.  If you walk a way in either direction, there was lots of space.  Even better--Monday everyone went home and we had the place to ourselves for three days.

...and of well-tended tropical gardens.

We rented a "bungalo" for four, with a nice kitchen so we can cook up all the fresh fish and fruit.  Pots and pans and dishes are provided (but we bring a lot of our own, because we are fussy cooks).

 
Our bungalow rented for $54 a night.  The price was up because of high season.  Still not bad when we split it with Ceci and Pablo!

We'll never get down this way.

Restaurant Row.  There is no shortage of grilled fish, shrimp, fruit, or bread--banana, coconut, yaka, or nut!  (More on yaka later).

Sierra, swimming in the sea a few hours before.

First lots more hot sauce.

OMG that's good!

The sun's light was just gorgeous.

Omar and Pablo play beach volleyball...

Coco gets cuddley.  Almost bedtime!

At night we sat on the beach...

Up early next morning, to meet the fishing boats and see what looks tasty for lunch.

Big ones and little ones...

Odd buck-tooth parrots....

Dangerous denizens of the deep...

Coco wanted to see this guy...

We finally decided on this beautiful manta ray fillet.  He said the fish was about 40 kilos (88 pounds).  It was incredible--meaty and fresh and tasty.

Quick as a wink, we are on the high seas, four feet from shore.  No--actually we got pretty far out, for landlubbers.  Our goal was to explore a distant beach that can only be reached by water.

Our unexplored beach!  Omar and I are ahead (for once).  We had tried walking through the jungle to get here, but it is very steep and muddy, with 4 pound mosquitoes.  We are really excited to make it here by kayak!

The beach was ALMOST deserted.  We snorkled around the rocks, floatinvg with the currents and visiting with the fish and crabs.

Exploring near the shore.  A wonderful adventure.  Can you tell which of us is Omar and which is Daniel?  (Yeah, I'm kidding).

She ends up throughly breaded and ready to fry.  Coco looks like a mistreated and abandoned pup from "Annie" or something, but it is just her drama kicking in.  She is happiest when she is covered with sand.  After all her exertions, she wants to take a nap in our bed.  Not before another dip, though.  "But I took a bath yesterday!"

There's plenty of time to rest between adventures.

The view Omar is seeing.  The deserted beach is just around the hill in the background.

Cuddling...

We even tried volleyball again.

And watched our insect control system at work.

Today the island!  Actually there are two islands--La Penita and the smaller Cangrejo.

Happiest when we're on an adventure!

Cangrejo Island is named for it's crabs.  If you look close, there is an iguana at the top.

To the big island.  It's coral reef was damaged by a storm, but it is coming back.  It isn't the Great Barrier reef, but we saw lots of colorful fish, including globe fish and eels, and other neat creatures like sea urchins.

 

Home sweet home.  In a little while a boat pulled up and a lady came to sell us fruit, ham sandwiches, and beer.  We never go hungry.

A happy  Mexican boy.

Pablo has an idea...

Snug as a bug in a rug.

Back to the bungalow.

Dan teaches Omar the "Pledge of Alligence" as they look at the stars.  Wrong hand, Dan.

Yaka is breadfruit, I think, but instead of being starchy it is full of thumb-size fruits an orangey-beige color, with flavor of melon and bananas and papaya and mango and cod-liver oil (just kidding on the last one).  They also have a very sticky latex that will ruin your knives--it was used to caulk ships.

They offer a wide variety of sweets, most made from coconut or cajeta.

When you are done you give back your empty coconut, and they open it and take out the meat for you.  Usually the meat is rubbery but this coconut was young and it was almost like pudding inside.  Very tasty with chile.  Cost for the experience?  45 cents.

Altogether, a wonderful four days.

And enjoyed every minute.

Great friends and new experiences in a beautifull setting...

Postscript:  Many of the unspoiled beaches in the area--including our favorites--have recently been sold by the government to developers, including second-richest guy in the world, Carlos Slim.  We are hoping they set aside and protect these rare and beautiful natural areas, and plan their resorts carefully (although we will never be able to afford them).  Here Coco gives the raspberry to the whole idea.

Ready for an adventure?  Come with us to Guayabitos!  We'd love to show you around.  Write us at mexicanmemorabilia@yahoo.com.