Yo yos to Yelapa



This deserves to be full size - always flowers everywhere

 A fast run back to Yelapa (we didn't learn our rock and roll lesson last time) and were moored with El Buly's help. Koa barked a warning as we left Nuevo, that we did not have his buddy on board.
 We spent a quiet evening, deciding with Jon and Lisa of MollyJ, what to do the next day.  It would be a trip to the waterfall, an uphill hike - as the town is built around the bay. Two rivers, one large, one small cut the sand to the cove, and the tourist thing to do is to go to the waterfall.  Dogs run free here and escort the tourists up the hill to the small waterfall.  We would not have been able to let the guys off the leash if Sha'ash was with us, but Koa made friends.  A yellow lab mama followed us all the way up to the cascada and decided that Koa was her new best friend.   I swam in the waterfall - which was a small one, but dropped from a cliff with ferns and a place to swim with dog.  Everything is hauled up the hill either in wheel barrows, on horseback or human back.  We are more than impressed with the hardworking locals and wonder how they got the image of being lazy.  Laid back, yes, in many ways, but we haven't seen such hardworking people in our lives.



He thought Koa would help haul stuff up

 This fellow gave me the eagle stink eye, probably thinking that he would have to haul another damn tourist up the hill.  After about 3pm, the town settles down to tranquility as all the tourists have been pangaed (is that a word?) back to their tour boats. Robert and I kayaked ashore -  tried to  read the waves but I got dumped.  Below is MollyJ, who would head south the next morning, early, to get to Chamela.  We had planned to stop at Ipala, but got as far as half way to Cabo Corrientes, fighting the current and our  sick auto pilot.  We tried to reprogram it in pretty big waves, fighting sea sick attitudes - surprise.  We had been doing so well that we got cocky about lurching around in beam seas.


MollyJ moored in Yelapa - rock and roll paradise

 The view across the cove, showing I'O in the distance - we prepared the boat for the night, thinking that we could put out the flopper stopper - whoever named that had a sense of humor.  We found a pin missing and spent a pretty horrible night flopping and not stopping.  Robert had to take some seasick herbal stuff to get through the night so staying to repair the auto pilot in Yelapa, was not an option.  We went back to our slip in Nuevo and slept the afternoon away.



The small stream at  the shoreline- across is great hotel