just us on the beach.
No one, nothing else, in either direction.
As we like it
Category: Nature
General observations, generally during dog walks
Ombú
The ombú tree is very cool.
Really. How awesome would it be to grow up with this in your yard?
Dreaming, doing
Lotsa ships, DTOTB redux
I’ve mentioned the boats before. And I showed the dunes taking over this walkway and it being assaulted by water. This evening I walked later than normal, and it all looked rather photogenic.
And the most recent dead thing on the beach.
Puppy plates?
I spotted a pile of cut-up license plates at the back of the intendencia (town office) in nearby Salinas. Went to take a photo and realized, wait, there’s a tiny black-and-white puppy in the middle of them, licking up water dripping from an air conditioner overhead. I saw nobody around, but knew there must be. It’s where all the equipment is stored, busy place.
After waiting a long time inside (I cleaned almost all the leaves of the office ficus plant to pass the time), I was able to ask about getting wood chips from their cleanup ops. No estamos chipeando (we are not chipping) was the answer, because it’s too dry, but they took my number and … this is Latin America … I won’t hold my breath for a call from them.
After which I went back by the pile of license plates. No puppy to be seen.
Looks like a real ocean today …
… which is a welcome thing to me, because it doesn’t always.
Autumn is in the air
No había nada.
Usually I walk the beach too late to the road repairs in action, but with today’s balmy weather I went early, and paused a while to watch the surprisingly quick maneuvering of the huge backhoe. The operator was really efficient. Of course, I also saw two guys sitting nearby, doing absolutely nothing.
I asked one of them what lay at the other end of the big pipes they had installed. Una cámara. An underground storage reservoir. Where did the water come from? I wasn’t too satisfied with the answer, since I still didn’t see how water would get into it.
¿No había nada? I asked, guessing there had been no drainage before, which is why the road kept getting washed out.
Nada, he replied with a smile, as if to say, can you believe this?
That was fast!
Look at the amount of tall grass on the left, then look at the photo from less than three months ago. Note the color of the water then …
… and now. I’m not quite ready to put fish in, but I’m tempted.
But guess what there’s no sign of? There should be lots of frogs, but I didn’t hear a single one—not a single splash.
Tourist season past; time to repair the big attraction
Well, now, looks like they’re getting serious about fixing the collapsed Rambla. Instead of just dumping dirt in the hole where the road had been, as before, some serious drain work is in progress.
As I walked down to take a look, my unofficial dog Huma (silent H, remember) went tearing ahead, and when I could see over the ledge, I didn’t see her. But not for long: didit, DiDit, DIDIT and she launched out of one of the tubes like a projectile, veered around and went flying into another. I tried to catch her emerging again, but she was too fast: you can see her if you look very closely in front of the nearest tube.
She stayed in “crazed mode” the whole time we were on the beach, running back and forth, in and out of the water at full speed. Something in the air, I guess.