Playa Carrilo

Today we drove 7 kilometers to another nearby beach- our beach day #2. This quiet, blue water beach, sits nestled in a mile cove. Surrounded by palms, the breakwater exploded upon the reef, making for a strong rip tide. As high tide started making its crawl up the beach, our time spent playing in the warm water, ended with bathing suits filled with black volcanic sands.

A normal beach day, Lorraine and I can sit quite content for many hours on a beach. Unfortunately this sun has won. After two hours we needed to go back home, rinse the accumulated salty-sands from our bodies, re-apply sunscreen, then try it again.

Knowing this time we wanted shade, we opted for two beach chairs, an umbrella, and a bucket of cervezas. Although not as tranquil as Playa Carrillo, we were quite content with this next spot.

Just to top off our day so far, a herd of wild horses, meandered down the beach. Leisurely taking their time, with no fear, they trotted beach side, showing their foal the way of the land.

Back once again to rise off the ocean, it's time for a little siesta, well American style- a book to read, rum & juice, and our view with a breeze.