The marina here doesn’t have beach access but right down the road is the heart of the Mazatlan tourist industry, complete with as nice a beach as our kids could ask for. With the tide way out there are plenty of pools to splash in, and when a full swim is needed they can walk out fifty yards and still only be shoulder deep. Today Ouest had a blast bodysurfing. She would bounce around on her tip-toes and watch the waves, then I’d yell that there was a big one coming and she’d turn and start swimming as hard as she could. For the most part the waves just washed over her head, but I was happy with that because every time she came back up she was laughing and looking for more. As for Lowe, well he is just a maniac. He tears around running, splashing, rolling, and bounding for deeper water. Boat kids through and through.
I worked on a small project today—another one of those stupid skylights—that required some caulk. Mazatlan for some reason doesn’t really have a proper big name chandlery—instead there just seem to be a bunch of small places scattered around town. Anyway, I walked over to the nearest one to us to pick up a tube of 4200 and was met with a price tag of, get this, $40. When I was in the States and was buying these at wholesale prices I paid $6, even at regular West Marine prices it is about $20. Don’t even get me started on what those bilge pumps cost me last month. Let’s just say that you do not want to buy marine products of any kind in Mexico unless you absolutely have to.