Saturday morning we took a morning walk through the cool drizzle and light rain toward La Entrada to visit some friends. We love heading this direction (north) on the beach as it's generally deserted and the area below their house features beautiful exposed rocks that we love to explore.
But wait, it did get better! Saturday was beach day for the kids at the orphanage (or "Santuario" - sanctuary, as it's most often referred to here). We were planning to meet them that afternoon and they arrived just as we finished and began walking in search of them. Great fun for all followed until everyone was blissfully exhausted.
Though a huge swell was coming in and the ocean was rough, we decided to take the kayaks out for a spin anyway. We paddled up the coast to toward another set of friends house, who live up the beach from us.
The waves were too large for us to be out with our equipment and skill levels, but we survived in great style. Their house features cool looking, lighthouse style architecture and we entertained ourselves with the irony of keeping our eyes peeled for the lighthouse as we paddled the rough ocean. We surfed the larger than normal waves right up to their gate, as the tide was in, landing perfectly with no wipe-outs. Success.
Things went well, until that one big wave came. There's always that ONE. We wiped out. Big time. I was quite thankful for the life jackets and the torn plastic bag I had repurposed and braided into a rope of sorts to hold on my flip flops and sunglasses. It was fun though and we lived to tell about it. As I've just done.
Today we caught up on work stuffs and enjoyed a great time with the kiddos this afternoon before heading back into town. We're looking forward to the rest of the week and soaking up our few remaining days on the beach. Thankful to be here.