Grammy is in town, and yet somehow we’ve managed to get Ouest off to school each day without any complaints. Of course we have to tell her later that we didn’t do anything all morning, “Just waited around for you to get done with school.”
Which is mostly true. We don’t do much. Grab some breakfast and walk around town a bit. Today we stopped in and got Lowe a fresh buzz. He wasn’t having any of it at first, but we just let him be, sat down, kept encouraging him, and after a few minutes he turned around and walked towards the chair. It happened so quickly that we about tripped over each other in our scramble to grab him and lift him onto the chair before he could change his mind.
The little man sat there stone-faced for ten minutes. “Taking his medicine” seems like an apt description of how he goes about this haircutting business.
I love this barbershop. With the windows cranked open at the start of business each day it is just a wide open inviting neighborhood gathering spot. We walk by it on the way to and from school each day and it is always bustling and noisy with conversation and laughter. Kind of like those ridiculous Ice Cube movies of yesteryear.
After dinner we went just down the road to watch the clavedistas, cliff divers, do their thing. There were no other tourists around, as usual these past couple of months, so it was up to us to pay to have the guys jump. A sort of ringleader type ran up to us the moment we arrived and when I told him we’d like to see the clavedistas he said sure, just twenty dollars a dive.
I laughed, “American dólares?”
Yes, he said, and I laughed some more.
“Okay, okay, how much you want to pay?”
I offered him a fourth of that and he quickly agreed. Too quickly in fact. Oh well, the dives were worth it. The kids were able to stand nice and close and actually see what was happening. Their reaction afterwards was simply, “Why only two times?”
The dives are only forty-five feet, but they are also into water only six or seven feet deep, and from the looks of it, a pretty fair jump outwards as well. I was surprised actually by just how close to the rocks the diver entered the water. Looked pretty sketch to me. All in all a nice little outing.
9 Comments on “Mazatlan Cliff Divers”
Clavedistas . . . huevos grandes!
Great pictures, Pat – as usual.
I really like the colors and textures of Mazatlan…only now do I truly appreciate how great it was.
Have you made the hike up to “El Faro” the light house? When we were anchored in old harbor, we would try to hike it at least 3 times a week for exercise. The Views and photo ops from there are wonderful. If you look at Google Earth, many of the Mazatlan photos are mine from 2009 at El Faro.
We’ve been up to El Faro, but not in the summer. Maybe we’ll haul Ali’s parents up there this time. It’s October now.
Oh Pat, are you sponsoring the Darwin awards again? DAMN, that looks uber sketch to me. The photo of the guy entering the water says it all. Don’t want to time the tide wrong on that one, eh?
Yeah, I wonder what my liability is when the guy breaks his neck while working for me? 🙂
Great photos. I especially like the odd one of the nude statues in the Heroic style, reaching out for the future that’s being built on the hills behind them.
Thanks Jon. That picture could be taken from two vantage points: this one, and from the other side with the ocean in the background. I thought this was more suitable even if it isn’t what the artist had in mind.
As always, great photos, though I wonder how long the divers have to exist in this world before Poseidon takes them home.
Well, they were pretty young guys. 🙂