It’s tempting not to park right on the beach. But when we got up this morning with debris near our van its a good thing we didn’t. Always remember that at full and new moons the tide goes higher!!! Thankfully our shoes are dry and accounted for.
The younger kids are busy at the beach again early this morning while us older ones are packing up camp. I get called down to the beach by Anders who is walking funny, waddling awkwardly. Oh delightful, the inevitable arrival of the runs has appeared. Tide was out and our little boy felt bad that ‘it’ hit before he had a chance to come in to the washrooms. I help him wash off in the last outflowing streams and puddles while Mitchell brings us towels and change of clothes. On the way back inland, looking up at all the houses on the hill I say, “I wonder which neighbours saw all that?” Anders says, “I hope it wasn’t that lady with the dark hair. She watches us do everything. She’s a spy!” he snickers. (Hey, Kim!!)
Everette did business in San Felipe while the rest of us headed for the malecon (waterfront promenade) but got stuck in a store looking for bathing suits for Maret and Danaka, and came out with the goal + 2 sarongs + 2 sun dresses. Oops! We did make it to the malecon eventually,
then groceries and on the road towards the rain! We haven’t seen rain since the day we left Portland, OR so today its warmly embraced and hopefully cleans the van of some of the dust.
We are driving down windy, dippy, bumpy Hwy 5 with constant gusts of wind, dodging potholes. Fortunately nobody gets motion sickness today. The coast is a mixture of long stretches of sandy beaches with rocky outcroppings. White, beige, red, brown and black earth like a painters palette.
We pull over at the top of a hill to make sandwiches and are surprised by the bold coyote that welcomes us. Then a double rainbow bursts out of the clouds and dives into the baia right in front of us. A moment later the other end of the rainbow bolts down to the sea to our left showing the most vibrant violet any of us have viewed before. The rainbow seems to dance right and left before us while we munch away on lunch.
We go through about 5 miles of rough road where they are building a new bridge & we come across a military check again. They are bundled up looking ready for ‘winter’, more likely to keep some of the blowing sand and dirt out of their eyes. Everette gets them to mull over his map and direct us to a campo before dark.
We find a baia with a campo to the south of us, and we instantly have a collection of beautiful sea shells (and an ugly dried & eyeless sting ray).
We set up the tents and the kids climb up to watch a BBC’s Canada: The Land and It’s People video while Everette, Laars & I sit outside for tad. The wind kicks up and we head for cover…….bed at 6pm . Everette reads aloud to me from “Spark Your Dream” until his eyes are tired and we attempt to sleep as the tents rustle in gusts of wind all night long.
VIEW FROM OUR KITCHEN
Brightest purple we’ve ever witnessed in a rainbow we viewed at lunchtime.