
Hound Dog
Oct 23, 2009, 4:36 PM
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Re: [Hound Dog] The Very Best Beach in North America
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We had driven down from Carretera 200 where that road intersects with the road from San Angel to Oaxaca City some seven hours away over spectacular mountain passes which must be seen to be believed and instead of turning right to Oaxaca City at that point we turned left toward the beach and San Agustin over some twenty kilometers of very fine dirt road at least during the dry season and then we came upon this beach that is one of the most spectacular I have ever seen and I have seen many hundreds of beaches all over the world and the reason is that, within a few yards or so one experiences open and untamed sea, a magnificent and beautiful cove and a placid and gorgeous bay and port. We are standing there and this eight year old kid pops up out of nowhere and the following dialogue ensues: "Well, here you folks are on my beach and you are certainly welcome but since you have enjoyed my beach I wish to inform you that we also request that you come to my cafe in town for a drink." Now this was a clever and charming kid and we could have used a few drinks at that point and we also felt this was an appropriate bargain so we followed this little pissant to his familyīs cafe and bought some beers and as we sat there on the beach in the harbour enjoying our beers the little pushy kid informed us that the family also had cabins to rent and boats to rent for deep sea fishing or tourist trips to Puerto Angel and other points around there and we declined those invitations as we had to get to Oaxaca City that day but otherwise we might have accepted the little manīs sales pitch as this beach and port and cove are among the most beautiful we have ever seen and then we finished our beers and as we were leaving this tiny opportunist informed us that he was entitled to a 20 Peso tip and we told him that seemed a bit dear so he collected ten pesos from my wife and ten from her cousin and informed us that the reason he wanted 20 pesos was so he could have ten pesos to spend and ten pesos to stick in his hidden hole in the ground that was his savings account until he accumulated enough money to buy a motorbike and so we felt we had done some good this day for this little punk who entertained us immensely. By the way, if you take the boats out into the sea from the port of San Agustin and catch some fish they will barbeque that fish for you upon your return to the port and that fish and accompaniments and cold beer and the company of this endlessly entertaining kid who goes by the name of Ezekiel, will make your day and maybe your month or as is the case with me, go down as an experience you will treasure as long as you remain lucid. If you are ever on Highway 200 in the Bays of Huatulco region skip the terrible craphole of Puerto Angel and head down that dirt road to San Agustin Beach for beaches and seas that will astound you and then, as you drive to Oaxaca City from there, stop for lunch on the other side of the mountaintop for some fine tasajo crudo and beans and Oaxaca style tortillas and you will never regret that you lived that day. OK, so I perhaps should not have reprised this post but Iīm about to return to San Agustin and wanted to talk about this drive again because the original post was six months ago and maybe some of you who are new hereabouts donīt know of this magical place so I have brought this back to life because this is a special place and who the hell is going to uncover this information by randomly posting an inquiry on "San Agustin"? I treasure isolated and lonely beach areas I guess because I was raised spending summers in my youth in the 1950s in a place known as Mary Esther, Florida just west of Fort Walton (now Fort Walton Beach) and what was inticing to me about that area in those days was that it was on Santa Rosa Sound just across from Santa Rosa Island which in those days was totally deserted and had the most astounding pure white beaches on earth stretching into eternity with not a structure or even a soul in sight for seemingly an eternity and that gulf coast with its crystal aguamarine waters was a childīs dream and by the time I had become a middle aged adult and could afford to live there they had covered that island with wall-to-wall condominiums as far as the eye could see and had desecrated Dawgīs OZ so that gulf coast from roughly Destin, Florida to Gulf Shores, Alabama had been turned from a childīs dream mysterious landscape wiith no structures or occasional modest beach cottages into a vile honkey tonk of drunken revelers and families feasting on cheesy breakfast buffets and watery coffee over the Birmingham News or the Montgomery Advertiser at two bit Holiday Inns and Iīve never gotten over that so now you know where Iīm coming from. Later we settled on Northern California beaches north and south of San Francisco and overdevelopment was not a problem on beaches fronting the wild and untameable Pacific with its freezing cold waters and recurring fogs and unstable cliffs and homesites overlooking magnificent surf with dangerous undertows and rogue waves and, man. was that a nice place to live with no chance delelopers would come in there and compromise such great natural beauty but now, here in Ajijic, an electrical storm has descended that may blow out my electrical systaem so I will be back when things become more settled. OK, the electrical storm has subsided so if I may I will continue. Those 1950s days at Santa Rose Sound induced me to look for beaches in Mexico not yet exploited or inhabited seasonaly by irresponsible drunken adolescents and here are my favorites so far in this country: * Oaxaca beach lands roughly between the Isthmus of Tehuantepc and about Puerto Escondido. * Gulf beaches along the shore from about Progreso to Isla Holbox * The so-far isolated beaches in Quintana Roo some 200 kilometers north of the border with Belize. This area will, in my opinions, soon be destroyed by massive development. OK. Thatīs an opening for discussion. Have at it.
(This post was edited by Hound Dog on Oct 23, 2009, 5:55 PM)
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