We figured it out quickly. La Saladita is the perfect beach for us.
There is a point break about 200 yards out where 5 footers roll over and will carry you all the way to the shore. Andres asked around and as luck would have it, the Canadians in front of us were leaving and looking to sell a long board. He bought their 9 ft board and we moved into their beach-front camping spot as they left. We’re all taking turns on the board and it seems to be just right for all of us.
The beach in front is gently sloping and perfect for the kids to romp around and for Bode to boogie-board his now-regular 5 times per day. A week ago he hated a cold shower, but now he runs and rinses off all by himself after each session. He even submits himself to the daily slathering of sunscreen with no complaints. The kid loves his board.
Wild horses. They just wander up through an arroyo and meander on the beach. Sometimes there’s a standoff with the beach dogs, but the horses always win.
There has been lots of lounging in hammocks. Luca is also teaching us some German. In German, it’s Hängematte – literally a hanging mat.
On a tip, we tried eating at a little shack a back off the beach and just started ordering whatever sounded good – no menu. Breakfast was hand-made blue corn tortillas from a wood-fired skillet with scrambled eggs, ham and frijoles. 30 pesos. Delicioso.
We’ll be here a little while.