There is nothing more enticing,
disenchanting and enslaving than the life at sea.
--Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim
Each evening -- after a full day of fun and frolic in Riviera Nayarit, Mexico -- we’d head to our condo’s deck to watch the sun set over Banderas Bay. And, at a certain hour, the scattered parade of small wooden fishing boats would pass our viewing stand; the ‘rut-a-tut-tut’ of their engines announcing this nightly ritual. Each was headed to some predetermined spot in this, the second largest bay in North America.
As our day came to an end, the pescaderos, (fishermen’s), day was just beginning. From our deck in the early morning we’d see them still working in the same place they’d been the night before.
I came to look for the two pictured above. It became a ritual: they worked and I sipped morning coffee and watched. I pondered the story they would tell about their lives, these Men of the Sea.
During our cruise ship stop in Cabo San Lucas, we gathered with a handful of other visitors and shoppers to watch this fisherman preparing his catch for sale. (Note the feathered freeloaders who waited for – and often got – samples.)
Cabo is one of 31 ports on Mexico’s Pacific Coast that produces nearly three-quarters of the country’s total catch.
Huachinango, or Red Snapper, (pictured above) were readily available just north of Puerto Vallarta at the daily fish market at Cruz de Huanacaxtle’s slick new Marina. It’s one of our favorites so one of these guys went home with us and made for a great dinner. Thanks to Mexico’s Men of the Sea.
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