Loc: before Rio Allamos
Acc: Hilleberg Keron 4 tent
Dist: 28,5 km
Start: 7:20 End: 12:00
We were spoiled most other days with calm low water and a maximum 30 cm of seas, for today Karel said our mere 10 cm of yesterday will increase up to one meter of wind waves. Plus the according north-west to west wind up to 23 knots.
The morning was relatively calm in winds, but the seas built up pretty quick, especially after we crossed the calm unbroken opening of Estero de Agiabampo. We could paddle, but it was quite an up and down which plays finally on your mental energy. We had the usual dolphins escorting us here and there, but we could barely see them in the lumpy seas. Two wild horses greeted us on the other side of the Estero, mom, and baby, so nice! Thre cows were wandering along the beach, six others resting, also nice! A while later, we discovered a big dead something washed up the beach, which turned out to be a huge dead whale – not so nice, but that’s the wildlife! We attempted to land where it looked doable, but on approaching, I found the wash up the beach and the steepness here was not worth the effort just to have a closer look at the huge whale carcass. Actually, a pity, this one’s tail looked already like bare bones only, all meat is eaten by the vultures, but the main body was still many meals worth.
I backed away from the landing attempt on this steep beach, and on the way down south, we soon found, despite the sea was high and lumpy, the beach landing looked easy. No wash-up and I assumed there was just shallow sand and the wind waves just run out with no force. One could probably just paddle in and just watch out for some lines of low weak breakers.
We spotted a very high very slim antenna already from the distance, and were wondering what this piece was doing here right in the first dune line, bare of any houses or other civilization signs? I think it was for the VHF radio, but not sure. It was so slim and so tall, we were wondering how one does erect such a high needle? I couldn’t envision a human being who would climb this one…the top was also slightly bent inland, despite many wires holing it in all directions.
We kept on riding the lumpy waves, while the wind was still under 15 knots, but it came straight onshore. At first, we were aiming for the next river mouth about 8 km down the coast, but after some decision making, we liked to go in right now here – at least for a mental break and early lunch. The main danger was to hit each other on surfing the low waves in, Marg didn’t really understand me saying she should wait outside the breaker zone…thank goodness, when we both got surfed by the same wave, we both turned in right and kept our distance until we easily ran up on the dry ground. For Marg’s experience level, paddling so long in such lumpy conditions was quite some mental and physical effort, and I am proud of her doing well.
Still, after some nachos and cheese for lunch, we both decided to call it a day here, as conditions would get only worse and this beach was wide and inviting to explore the hinterland and to beach comb. We did a cow safari hike straight inland, as plenty of cow pads showed their presence. Also, coyote poop, and I saw a hare. The cows had all proper yellow ear tags, so it seems like they are well herded here. We were just wondering where they get their water from? Are the partially juicy thick leaves or the lupine seeds looking like pee shells enough? We finally reached the inland lagoon, but couldn’t get to the water through dense bushes. But it looked pretty much like saltwater. The dunes were sandy with juicy bushes and few cacti and thorn bushes. Overall, obviously cow’s paradise.
On beachcombing, which was a widespread sand area, we came across the usual many plastic bottles, glass bottles, plastic canisters, plastic and wooden boxes, hand made baskets, many single shoes, flip flops and boots, a piece old underwear, different gloves, one old red bleached rubber glove looking like a buried dead hand, socks, shirts, net float flag, two signs on poles, light bulbs in the old and new version, flashlight, hand lamp, plastic chair, dried fish, a lizard running top speed away, ladybugs, and so on…definitively an interesting area! But not a single of the common round net floats, not to talk about the Japanese glass net floats…