Leicester, United Kingdom
December 12, 2004
If you want to live my adventure, just jump into the local bus going toward the east end of the city and tell the driver you want to get off at Barra de Navidad (Quiero bajar en Barra de Navidad). Ask for Galo; he is a real lover of nature and a crazy professor who decided to dedicate his life to local fauna. He breeds some crocodiles at his garden, so you can take some good close-up photos, but that’s not all.
The real adventure starts about 1km from here, down the muddy road and toward the first of the twin lagoons, Los Naranjos. Just imagine it: calm, steady, shallow water mirroring the majestic silhouettes of many birds undergoing their evening rituals as the sun is slowly going down. Your feet and legs are immersed in the tender sand as you walk on the dry lagoon bottom. From time to time you have to walk through the streams of water left here from the last tide. Amazed and still impressed from images on Los Naranjos, the path leads you to the other lagoon, the lagoon of crocodiles, the lagoon of Palmazola.
Hidden in the mangroves is a little boat that will take you around the lake silently, almost without moving the water, so we can get close to them. There are thousands in the lagoon, so you always see some nostrils and eyes that are seemingly calm, but ready to attack. It is just so wonderful, but so difficult to decide if it is worthy to take pictures or just absorb these touching moments. We were rowing on the lagoon, with white and black ibises, tri-coloured herons, anhinga, and cormorants sitting on the branches of mangroves or flying from one bush to another gathering together for night sleep. Incoming darkness made us return.
As we walked back over the lagoon sands, the sun was just waiting for us, touching the sea horizon and telling us good-bye. Good-bye lagoon . . . good-bye and good night.
From journal Satisfy Your Desires in Puerto Escondido