Ding Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding! Put a fork in me, I'm done!

I hate to admit it, but it's official, we have come full circle.  This is how Harley started her journey and this is how she will end it.  Looks like it's time to go home.

Ok, it looks worse than it is, but no one can deny the severity of the heat and humidity anymore.  Panting, huffing and puffing may sound more like a title for an X-rated video than Harley's daily routine but the fact is a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do.  Lying on the cold tile floor provides a bit of relief to this dog's day of summer.  And I am not gonna lie to you, this could have been any one of us.

As another tactic, we opted for Mexican Air Conditioning for Dogs .  I'm sure she's thinking, seal'er and fill 'er up!

To give her motivation to hang in there, we constantly remind Harley of the cold, white December- powdered beaches of home. Soon Harley, soon we will be home to cooler land.  Yet, somehow I know that she is more resilient than me and it will only be too soon when she will be doing the reminding of the golden hot pebbles and miles of deep blue.

El Try Anythingo

Although we have been to El Eden many times and have blogged about it in the past, our latest adventure deserves a post of its own!  It tops all the rest simply because it started with the idea to do a back flip.

Lindsay.  Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay. My dear friend Lindsay.

I am not sure how to best describe her other than she is the girl version of Mat(her cousin), except that, she is better.  Simply because she is a female and has all the stunning qualities a female would possess and a male would lack.  For example, on top of being game for anything, having a charismatic personality, and an enlightening Ora surrounding her 100% of the time, which is completely contagions might I add, she also contains female-only qualities that add to her profile.   Washing the counters off after she is done doing the dishes or getting the coffee pot ready for the next day's morning-person, are the winning qualities that put her a step above her male competitor.  Her captive fire and love for life makes her a friend you want to keep around.  However, it also makes her a glutton for punishment.  All deeming qualities in my books!

My evidence is as follows:

Lindsay's first go at the Tarzan Rope was approached with adult humility and nervousness.  However, it ended with the shear brilliance of invincibility and a kamikaze delusion .  My concern started when she came for her next turn.

 Like a kid at a carnival, her eyes were wide with anticipation and a little glazed over and dilated by the last hit of cotton candy.

Let me line this up for you.  We get to the tarzan rope.  I say, "Lins, I think you should swing on that rope, at the far end of the lever you are creating, use your biomechanical force to propel your feet up into the air over your head, this will create a natural progression for you to release your hands and dive backwards into the water."

"OK!" answers a very eager mature lady-voice, which stuns me because I am looking at the face of a 12 year old girl at this point.  Before I can ask her if she wants to rethink my theory she giggles and jumps off with a little push from Harley.  Actually the giggle might have come from Harley, her intuition is a little stronger than the rest of ours and I think she had already predicted the final result.

I don't even know what to say at this point.  

I think Harley's posture says it all - Really?  Did you really think this was gonna end well?

The execution on this one was a little shady.

.......Next up we have Lins' fearless BF, Jeremy.

Can he do it?

He has potential.

No!!  He blows it!


Did I say fearless?  I meant fearful.  I don't know why?  With that nose plugging form he was sure to have a perfect landing.

Harley thought she better step up her game.  Clearly it was stupid day at the park, which meant she had to zone in on her  lifeguard duties.  She had a hard time standing on the edge watching us idiots.  Every time we jumped you could expect a howling dog to leap into action, Baywatch style, to welcome you as you resurfaced.    

Just chillin' at a very privy location.

Predator strikes again!  Let's get out of here!

Wherever the Road Leads

Wherever the road leads, or ends in this case.  Many walking trails lead you right to the ocean's edge,  one more step and it's all she wrote.

Las Animas is a clever beach front town which is only accessible by water taxi.  Unless you want to hike, which we opted for.

Although it is only a 2 hour hike, do not be fooled.  It has a few switch backs and  steep climbs but the biggest factor is hydration, which our surprise visitors can attest too! With temperatures reaching to the mid 30's and humid-ex tailing 40 degrees, you will want a steady supply of water with you.   Lins and Jeremy will have to write their own version of this hike, as they explored it just a few weeks after us and felt like we graciously underestimated the severity of the weather. I guess we are finally acclimatized.

Highlights of this hike are the private beaches you will find along the way.  They feel untouched and glamorized by the white sand and bright blue water.  As well as the scattered walkways which make you feel like you will be reaching the City of OZ at any given moment.

The beach-side town of Las Animas, is the refueling point.  A cold cervesa and the best jumbo shrimp plate you can find in Mexico, gives you just what you need to make the trip back home; your second wind.

Boca at 8am.  Our starting point.

Or I'll huff and I'll puff and blow your house down.

I thought no one gets left behind?  Harley, come back and save me!

Las Animas

Back at Boca for a refreshing fresh cold water swim.