January 25, 2015 DAY FIVE, Continued After we woke up from our nap, Cesar took us on one last tour. We visited the remains of …
Sail Blog
My father introduced me to sailing. My very first trip was in the summer of 1965 when he chartered a 32’ sailboat out of Miami to take our family to Bimini. The sun was just setting as they untied the lines and I remember the thrill of sailing into the unknown. I had no idea what to expect. I had jitters in my belly as we ventured out to sea. The wind blew through my hair and I watched the moon slowly rise overhead. I was captivated by dark clouds as they rushed in to meet us. A squall appeared on deck and I was sent below. Then morning came. I sat on the bow of the boat as it rocked gently. We were anchored just outside Bimini. Everywhere I looked I saw clear turquoise water, white sandy beaches and tall palm trees swaying in the breeze. The air smelled fresh and all was peaceful. I was hooked.
Posted on 3rd March, 2015
The Lost Cathedral
January 26, 2015 DAY SIX As if we hadn’t gone down far enough into the rabbit hole, we now were on another dirt road going …
Posted on 3rd March, 2015
Down the Rabbit Hole
NOTE: It is important to understand the story I tell about the Copper Canyon and the Tarahumara Indians is from our experience alone; either what …
Posted on 26th February, 2015
The Tarahumara Indians
Tarahumara Indian Children at the Indian Reservation January 24, 2015 Day Four I hate to say it, but I wasn’t impressed with Creel. Situated in …
Posted on 13th February, 2015
Thirty Minutes of Something Wonderful
January 23, 2015 It all began with a walk. It was only our second day in Barrancas, but because they had called for rain and …
Posted on 10th February, 2015
Journey to Copper Canyon; El Chepe Train
January 22, 2105 DAY TWO (Continued) There are some things that aren’t easily put into words and the Copper Canyon is one of them. Here …
Posted on 10th February, 2015
Journey to Copper Canyon; El Fuerte
The above photo is of Hotel Posada del Hildago January 22, 2015 DAY TWO El Fuerte is a quiet Mexican village, established in 1563 and …
Posted on 10th February, 2015
Journey to Copper Canyon; Stowaways, Searches, and One Photo Too Many
Photo Above – Outside Los Mochis Bus Station January 21, 2015 DAY ONE The six of us (Ed, Barb, Mary, Kirk, Jay and me) stood …
Posted on 31st January, 2015
Mazatlan – Chapter One
January 29, 2015 Coming from La Paz to Mazatlan, Mazatlan is, in a word, overwhelming. La Paz is a sleepy town compared to Mazatlan’s sprawling …