Sayulita - Day 5

After a long wait, we've finally captured something more rare than a condor in the wild lands of Southern Utah.  Indeed, evidence of Wilson on a surfboard, while on the water, he's even standing up.

That might be the lamest excuse for surfing ever witnessed on camera.  We stroke his ego and tell him, "Sure, you're getting better" and "looking good today".  He just sucks on a surfboard, and it's not for lack of trying, we've seen him venture out there on 4 different days, and it's all looked about the same.  If Jared and Kira hadn't seen him ski with their own eyes, Amy might doubt his ability on the slopes, because he's proven beyond all doubt that he has zero surfing ability.

On to more interesting uses of the Go Pro camera at the beach.

There were two major developments on Day 5 in Sayulita, first, the clouds moved in and it actually rained several times during the day.  Secondly, we traded in our jungle digs for a new place high on the hill just north of town. 

We were only able to get the jungle place for 5 days, so we knew the last 2 nights would be spent elsewhere.  We settled on Casa Zorro and were rewarded with ample elbow room and a view to match.

After "surfing", we enjoyed tacos at Captain Cook's on the beach and wandered through town.  While walking up the main street, we peaked into Mary's Tacos and spotted the hardest working man in Sayulita on a computer looking at Trip Advisor for our review.

Before CW and AA had a chance to pat themselves on the back for a job well done, Lalo told us, "Nice post guys, but you put it on the wrong Mary's Tacos".  Oops.  The error will be rectified.  Lalo also checked out this blog, and was an immediate hit at Mary's when his mug showed up at the top of our Day 4 post.

We're accustom to the alternate forms of transport in Mexico, Baja's terrain and roads often demand the use of an ATV.  In Sayulita, it's the narrow streets and steep hills that lead many to other vehicles.

ATV's and Golf Carts are a common site on the roads of Sayulita, the ATV's are easy to avoid since you can here them coming, the golf carts, not so much.  They can sneak up on you in a hurry.  That's the only hint of danger we've seen in our week in this part of Mexico.

Unlike Baja and even Puerto Vallarta, Sayulita is distinctly Mexican.  No American fast food joints, 7-11's, or big box retailers, and nearly every restaurant specializes in Mexican food.  Somehow, these guys snuck into town and set up shop. Perhaps, a city ordinance keeps their hours to a minimum.

With fresh food supplies in hand, we made it back up the hill just in time for sunset.

We've traded in the jungle sounds of chickens and dogs for those of waves crashing ashore below us.  A good night of sleep was had by all.