Friends

Well, the saga of Frijole Rock continues. As you may recall, Frijole Rock is a fabled underwater spot - a pinnacle about 60 ft high in the middle of the bay. The fish love to hang around there, and some very large ones have been caught. I headed-out a little after 7 a.m. to try to find it. Had the GPS coordinates programmed, and depth finder ready. Ted was going to come out to the area about an hour later. In his boat. It would be good to have two boats, in case one developed engine problems. Arrived at the spot indicated on the GPS - about 5.6 miles from our beach site. But no rock. The depth finder should show something, at least. But nothing !

Sooo.. here's the possibilities:

a) The coordinates were wrong.
b) The GPS was malfunctioning
c) The operator (me) screwed-up some how
d) The rock moved

The answer is below.

FRIENDS

As our visit to Burro Beach nears its end, I want to be sure to introduce some more important friends.

Bobbe and Ted were the original people I met when I first visited. Ted is Canadian, while Bobbe is American. They are closely involved in charitable organizations down here. Really kind, generous folks who go out of their way to help beach visitors.

Above is the front view of their palapa which has been expanded over the years to include a back porch and second story bedroom, as well as storage shed below. Their back yard is an estuary with lots of different kinds of birds.

The main living area. Very nicely decorated. Bobbe is an accomplished water color artist. Her productions as well as those of others decorate the walls. She paints with a group of women from Burro and neighboring beaches. Bobbe and Ted are involved with Los Amigos do Los Ninos, a group of mostly Canadians and Americans who have worked with the directors of the Internado School to provide scholarships for students who want to continue their education beyond sixth grade. In Mexico, school is mandatory until sixth grade and additional education is available at the expense of parents, family members or through scholarships provided by groups such as this.


Above is a work of fabric art made by our other early friend, Connie. Almost all of the art completed by the painting group is sold in an art sale each year with 100% of the proceeds going to provide scholarships through Los Amigos de Los Ninos.



Above, Bobbe is in the kitchen, preparing a "late" Thanksgiving dinner pictured below for friends from their church, Jorge and Carmen. Their friends were in mainland Mexico during last Thanksgiving, so they are celebrating it upon their return.

Of course, everyone was invited to the dinner. Turkey with all the trimmings. All this in a palapa---Yumm !

Shadow is their dog. An eleven year-old cocker spaniel, she is very sweet. Shadow likes to hang around our motorhome when we visit, hoping that Mimi, her best friend, will take her for a walk along the beach. Her very favorite thing (after garbage diving, that is).

Meridee:


Meridee lives next to Bobbe and Ted. This is part of a dinner which she prepared for the group a few nights ago. Pasta with cream pesto sauce. Mmmm !




Meridee's palapa is something to behold. It is really a complete house, disguised as a palapa. Meridee is an amazing person. She built the palapa by hand, and I helped set the original support poles in the sand years ago. The workmanship inside is beautiful. She was a craftsman before retiring, and did all of the carpentry, tile work, wall board, plumbing, and electrical. She has several children and grand children, so the palapa needed to be big enough to accommodate all during their visits.


They say a woman's work is never done. In Meridee's case, she is constantly improving her creation. Here, she is handing up a solar panel to her friend, Anita. The solar system is being expanded, to produce over 50 amps!

Frijole Rock continued:I

I cruised around the area, in ever widening circles for about an hour. Still no rock on the sonar. Ted didn't show-up either, so I headed for a known fishing spot a little ways away, closer to home. After spending about 1/2 hour there, the wind started picking-up, so it was time to return the the beach. Ted wasn't at the beach, though. He had gone to join me in his own boat, and hadn't returned. With the wind blowing strongly, we mustered a search party - Chuck and myself with binoculars. Our first stop was Coyote Bay, and then we were going to drive down towards the end of the bay. Luckily, we spotted Ted crossing Coyote Bay and returned to the beach to meet him. When talking to him, I found we somehow crossed paths, and didn't see each other on the water.

Teds wife, Bobbe, mentioned that she had heard that Frijole Rock had collapsed underwater! Fishermen could no longer find it. So if your guess was d) The rock moved - you were right!