9/20/2011 – Arrrrrrr ya scurvy dog!

That’s right folks, Monday, September 19 was International Talk Like Pirate Day. And like the scurvy bunch of sea dogs that we are, the cruisers anchored at Ensenada Blanca used it as an excuse for a party. Members of the local fleet were in attendance as were some folks who drove down from Puerto Escondido and some who wandered up the beach from the hotel.

Our hosts were the crew from Wild Loreto who run El Santuario palapa bar as well as kayak trips, diving and snorkeling trips, etc. Alan, Roberto and David went out of their way to keep us all lubricated and happy.

David (L) and Alan (R). BTW, Alan reminds me SO much of my cousin Larry. Sam facial expressions, same mannerisms, says things the same way, etc. And, like Larry, Alan is a helluva nice guy.

Roberto with his novia, Lynne.

Roberto (R) and his boss, Luis, without whose cooperation the party could not have happened at El Santuario.

It was your basic cruiser beach party. Plenty of food donated by nearly everyone, lots to drink with special pricing, courtesy of Luis and Wild Loreto, and, of course, lots of pirates and dancing:

There was even a sand castle contest:

Dean from was elected the Queen of the Pirates:

And Ray was elected King:

PIRATES! Can’t take them anywhere!

And I need to give a special mention to Diana who thought this thing up and took care of the negotiations with Wild Loreto and the Hotel to make it happen. Hopefully it’ll become a yearly event and they’ll use it as a model to throw more parties at El Santuario.

Thanks, Diane….

About sryoder

Steve & Lulu... retired. Had enough of the cold wet dreary fall/winter/spring in the Pacific Northwest. Bought a boat, fixed it up, sold our home and sailed to Mexico in November, 2010. Been here ever since except for occasional forays to the States (summer only, thank you) to visit the kids, parents and siblings. If you're looking for a sailing blog, this is the wrong place. This is a traveling, hunkering in, eating blog. Sailing is just how we get from place to place when we can't walk.
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