Today, I went to Pelican Rock, an old pirate hideaway, where the Pacific collides with the Sea of Cortez. You can only get there by water…
So I kyaked on over—passing a whale jumping (yikes!), dolphins, schools of colorful fish, coral rocks and, of course, pelicans.
As John Steinbeck wrote, at this spot you can see that “the names of the pirates are still in the rock,” and visualize how “the pirate ships did dart out of here and did come back.”
But the pirates had to learn how to avoid winding up in Davy Jones’ Locker because there are strong currents near the rocks and the water plunges to over 3,000 feet.
In these pictures, I’m at the northern tip of Lover’s Beach. It’s filled with beautiful, golden sand – but beware – there are tall, jagged rocks on both sides, and it’s connected to a fierce section of the Pacific Ocean.
The pirates plundered vessels coming into nearby San José. You
can see this traditional Mexican town – much the way it was then – and
more fashions photos on yesterday’s Travel Thursday post.