Thurday, December 3, 2009
San Glorias, Sinaloa, Mex

Drove another seven hours the other day.. took some time to get headed in the right direction.

Everything is a little stressful down here, not because it actually is, but because I perceive it that way. My guard is way up, but I'm learning to relax and ease into laughing with the locals over my broken Spanish. Learning the little things like how to fill up my gas tank, how to get money from bank machines, how to avoid kids who are coming after you to wash your window for pesos... it's all new and unfamiliar, but beautiful.

I drove again until late afternoon slowly finding my way south through tolls and checkpoints. I'm finding the stress of driving really hard on my body. After a few wrong turns I arrived at Mr. Moro in Las Glorias. The place was pretty much deserted, but I was greeted with warmth by Horacio who is running the place. He gave me a sweet campspot right on the beach for an awesome deal and after taking Moses for a walk along the beach I crashed to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

Yesterday morning I got up early and went for a run.. the light is beautiful down here, the Mayas supposedly call this A Place of Light. As I ran along the beach I watched fishermen throw out their nets and the large shrimp boats in the distance collecting shuttles of crew.

I've been feeling guilty for being on the beach, feeling like it may appear that I'm on vacation. It is like a vacation although I'm lonely and always looking for content and the next shot. Here it was right before my eyes, people tied to the ocean as a source for life and economic well being. Images that tie in well with the fact that we're slowly overfishing most of the oceans around us, and filling them with trash. These images may have a place after all.

This morning I was set to leave, but the clouds are right today for what should be a mind-blowing sunset. I plan to capture film shots of the fishermen pulling in nets in the twilight as the shrimp boats unload the days catch.

To stay bust I've been fixing a couple cameras that have been acting wonky the last little while. Reading Ram Dass, Meditating, and researching the road south. Next stop Playas Labradas just north of Mazatlan to capture some images of rock petroglyphs and maybe speak with someone about the people that carved them. See preview HERE.

peace,d