Tuesday morning we watched the work on the palapa for awhile. They were putting up the palm fronds as all the wood and string had been replaced.
Then we went into San Blas to the harbor to take a panga ride out on the ocean. A panga is a little fiberglass boat with an outboard engine – the fishermen use them for fishing. The panga we were going out in.
The one on the left is our boat |
Hummmm??? |
We went past the light house on the way out. It sits on an island that is 30 miles long and most of it is empty beach.
We were going out to the rock in the distance
The Piedra Blanca de la Virgin del Mar – The white rock of the Virgin of the sea
Statue of Virgin on top of it. |
Lots and lots of pelican poop. Right now the pelicans rule it – a month or so ago the seagulls were there but then the pelican drove them off as they are bigger and meaner according to Fabian. But soon the seagulls will be back.
The back side of the rock – facing the open sea reminded me of a little dogs head laying down.
Puppy face |
Then Fabian pointed out a school of sardines – it's where all the silvery ripples are. There were several schools of them out there. I always wondered how the fisherman found them, now we know.
Silvery ripples on the left |
All the birds on the lines. Look like little flags from a distance.
Leaving the ocean we went a ways into the Mangrove Forest. Some information I looked up about them if your interested link It was so peaceful there. Saw lots of different birds. Some Cormorants in the trees
An eagle eating his lunch
Another majestic bird in a tree
Saw lots of these and took lots of pictures of them.
Then we came across this wreck. It happened during one of the bad hurricanes nine years ago. Took it from the harbor and deposited it here where it still is today.
fishing boat wrecked in hurricane |
Some more birds
Fabian says this is a falcon – taking his word on it.
An area with a lot of dead trees – again caused from the hurricane.
Another bird.
One side of the river is black mangrove
The other side red mangrove
Poking our nose into a little inlet. All you can hear is the soft ripple of water and the songs of the different birds. Once in a while a boat with some fishermen in it would paddle by.
Too soon heading back towards shore.
Back at the RV park the shelter was almost finished. Bill got out his kites for a while but the wind didn’t last very long.
And it was TIME FOR MY ULTRA LIGHT RIDE
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