We stayed two nights - free. This sounds gross, but was really kinda neat. At night the Turkey Vultures roosted in the palm trees over our heads. They are big birds and the palm brasnches could barely take their weight. There was much flapping and repositioning before they got settled in. Then they curled up into a ball and didn't get up until well after dawn. Peaches thought if she bounced hard enough on her six inch legs she could reach to the top of the sixty foot palm tree and give those birds what for. Beth has some neat pictures of them in the trees. Mine were all blurry.
There were pit toilets, but I looked at them and said, I don't think so!
A pic of the bay.
I unhitched and we took the truck to the Mission that Carol mentioned in her post. It is so remote its one of the few that did'nt get damaged. 35 km of rough road. The first 15 km was paved, but after that....2 hours travel time total one way. After so many miles of nothing it was a surprise to come on the little town surrounding the Mission. The Mission was founded by Father Piccolo in 1699 and this building was erected in 1744 to the astonishment of the native Indians with its stone blocks and glass windows. Every December 2nd thousands of people travel that dirt road to celebrate ...what..I forgot to ask.
Cobblestone road with the Mission at the end.
On the way back when the paved road mercifully starts there was a sign that said cave paintings. They were really faded, but I think this one represents a turtle shell. The setting was like an oasis with running water and trees.
That mission was incredible!
