In Cabo Pulmo, the idea of putting a boat on a trailer seems to be out of place. Therefore, the large truck and slightly used bumpers on the rear...
Applying truck to boat, the launching is about to begin. Craig and Dale supervise from afar.
Divers installed in boat, the games begin!
From our back porch, wild horses frolic on the beach.
More frolic amongst the equine inhabitants of Playa Cabo Pulmo.
Alice in a pensive moment.
No geek vacation would be complete with running some additional CAT5 cable to provide rooftop access.
Our kitchen in Cabo Pulmo. Note the supplies of wine laid in, dwarfing the supplies of bottled water.
I'm not sure where the see no evil troupe came from, but it is highly likely that they are highly guilty of something.
One of many sort-of-fine dinners. The raw materials were not what we were used to, so there were some issues in some things. The corn, for example, was ... well, just not that good.
A point near our bungalow. Craig and I swam around this and discovered a fish warehouse hidden in the lee of the point. This is where they must stock the fish before putting them in the scuba spots.
Upstairs in El Nido.
The bungalows all had roof-top patios. This view down the public road shows our intrepid crew beginning explorations.
John posing in front of the entrance to El Nido
The back of our Bungalow, showing the boat storage (2 car garage!) and the back of the Casa del Mar
John making a necessary satellite phone call (on our own sat phone, courtesy Doug Moeller)
Eileen stretching out for much needed reading and relaxation.
Casa came with Callie, a cat easily capable of opening any screen door she wanted.
View from the Casa Del Mar out to the sea.
Jim and Alice relaxing.
Craig in a pose of extreme relaxation.
Dale experiencing some needed shuteye in the early afternoon.
Back patio of the Casa we rented in Cabo Pulmo, complete with inhabited hammock.
That's me, with the gray hair, chopping tomatos for salsa. Lots of salsa. Lots of salsa.
Alice with a jab at Cisco.
Cabo Pulmo's Main Drag
The Cape's rugged shore offers little opportunity for shelter.
A picture of a bird. These things seem a lot more charming when you're there, I know. But it's a cute bird anyway.
Cedar Knoll invades Los Cabos
Surf's up! And so are the hotels!