lordy

I wonder what this is all about. What a day, brimming full.

I was responsible for a few things for the CVIS auction this morning- trying to get the brochure done in time to grab John and run to Punta de Mita. Josué had offered to take us out on his boat, we are working on some trade- boat rides for some design work and I gave John a traded trip for his birthday. It stormed last night and I was thinking to cancel but Josué said no way, it was offshore and going to be good.

I tried to get the most done I could and decided that it could be done after the boat trip. I picked up John and we headed over to Punta de Mita. We met Dorian and Libby on the beach and then Josué brought his panga around and off we went. Past Anclote, past el Faro, past Bahia and to a break- I don't know the name. The sky was dark, the breeze coming offshore and we jumped into the water. As I dove off the boat I was thinking about the divers who make no splash and thinking how I was just like that, until I came up to grab my board and Dorian and Josué were soaking from my splash. Oops.

The waves were coming in from the nw and wrapping around this huge rock island. They'd peak right around this rocky boil and then form up these amazing slabs. Not the upright freight trains at lancha that sometimes just crush you but these pretty gentle well shaped cups. In recollection we figure head and a half or 2. Pretty big. I truthfully didn't catch much but there was one that made me want to just stay there in the rain and wind. We had the hardest rain I have ever had just sitting around in the middle of the water. We were cold but we were damn stoked.

Josué caught one while I was inside trying to paddle back out and he sprayed me big time- as recompense for the earlier soaking, if you ask me. Well deserved perhaps.

On our way back to the boat, after we all decided we were going to freeze to death, a group of whales were spotted; tails and fins jumping and waving. Such a wondrous thing.

I was worried about John getting sick again so we cranked the heat once we got back to the truck. Amazing to be using the seat heaters in 70 degree weather but I guess I have gotten a little adjusted to the tropics and it felt freezing.

The fundraiser got postponed due to weather and I had to try desperately to get ahold of Shana and David in Chacala at a house with no listed number. I tried everything I could think of, every person and Rod from Avalos Real Estate who lives out there but was here worked the coconut telegraph magic and they got 3 messengers telling them not to come!

The dark hours were spent with the family, huddled in our bed watching Battlestar Galactica on the computer. Cuddly.

Ah, Mexico. I don't deserve it.