Our first Mexican stop was Cabo San Lucas. Located at the tip of the Baja California Peninsula, the town also marks the limit betweent the Pacific Ocean and the Sea of Cortes (see located between the peninsula and Mexico).
The city it also branded by a touristic explosion with many hotels under construction, it seems out of control.
In fact the symbol of the town is Finnistera, also called Land's End, it's the offical end of the peninsulat. This area has rock formations sculpted by erosion including an Arch: El Arco; pristine beaches and beautiful turquoise waters.
Our boat was greated by a pod of dolphins. It's supposed to be good luck.
Cabo's harbor is too small to welcome a cruise ship. So the anchor was dropped in the bay. A floating dock was installed against the ship and small boats were used to bring us to land. Before that of course the Mexican authorities checked everybody's papers, thanks to the computer systems it didn't take very long.
Once on the deck we joined our group. Indeed Hubby's sister offered us an excursion to go see the Humpback Whales. So we went on board of the Talofa, an old tall ship (sail) made out of wood. The staff was really nice and all drinks were included (even alcoholic ones).
We went in front of El Arco, of which we had a gorgeous view. Close by we were also able to smell and see sea lions.
Once at sea we joined a group of boats already there to observe the cetaceans. The Humpback Whales give birth to their babies in the warm waters of the tropics: Mexico, Hawaii, etc. That's because the little ones don't have enough fat to sustaid the cold waters of the north. The best season to see them is between February and march, when the babies are big enough for the moms to be more active. We had a real treat. Usually what you first see are the blows.
We also saw many tails. Those tails are unique to each individual and it allows research centers to identify each whale.
J'ai quand meme reussi a prendre la fin d'un saut en photo. La grosse masse noire c'est le corps, sur la droite la nageoire pectorale.
We were very lucky because we saw three breech. Two full body and a partial one (when it gets half of the body out of the water). Well to tell the truth I only saw one of wach but it was still amazing! Very hard to take a picture of though: 1)It's very fast and 2)taking pictures on a moving boat is not easy (many of my pictures are badly framed or blurry).
I did manage to take the end of a breech. The big dark mass is the body, on the right it's the fin.
At times we were very very close from the whales. You never know where they will surface. It was impressive, magnificent, breath taking.
A few fins flapping too.
Le Mexique c'est une autre histoire malheureusement. Aucun respect des règles, les petits bateaux autours de nous se jetaient comme des rapaces sur les baleines en les poursuivant litteralement pour amener leurs clients au plus prêt. Il y a d'ailleurs faillit avoir un accident quand un baleine a sauté a quelques mètres a peine d'une de ces coques de noix et est retombée a quoi? Un? Deux mètres a tout casse. Un signe que j'ai pris comme étant "vous me dérangez, éloignez-vous" de la part de la baleine, mais qui n'a pas eu l'air d'impressionner les petits bateaux. Il y a eu un accident recemment avec de nombreux os fracturés quand une baleine est retombée sur un petit bateau.
Alors je dois dire que je suis bien contente d'avoir fait ce tour organisé via la croisière avec des gens qui respectent les baleines.
Ci dessous vous pouvez voir un mouvement d'eau au milieu-gauche de la photo (une baleine) et juste derrière un de ces bateaux qui arrive a toute berzingue dessus pour "la voir mieux".
I do have to make a parenthesis however. However much as I loved the generous show those whales offered us. I was as enraged by the men. You see, we've seen whales a bit, in Hawaii. There there is the Pacific Whale Foundation studying the cetaceans. There is an international rule that boats shouldn't get closer than than 320 feet. If you find yourself within 320 feet, all motors should be cut to protect them, and I can assure you that the foundation does not hesistate to give tickets.
Mexico is an other story sadly. No respect of the rules, the little boats around us would throw themselves on the whales just like vulturs, litteraly chasing the whales to get their clients as close as possible. In fact we almost witnessed an accident as a whale breeched only a few feet from one of those little dinghies and fell what? Three? Six feet at most from the boat. A sign that I took as "you're bothering me, go farther" from the whale, but it didn't seem the impress the small boats much. There actually was an accident recently when a whale fell on a little boat, its occupants had several very serious broken bones.
So I do have to say that I was happy we did a tour organized by the cruise with people who respected whales a lot more.
Below you can see movements in the water on the middle-left part (a whale) and behind it one of those small boats coming at full speed to "see it better".
J'ai beaucoup aimé cet arc-en-ciel de kayaks de mer en bordure de plage.
After several hours out at sea, we went back to the harbor sailing along Finnisterra. There are two beautiful beaches close to the Arch and you couldn't invent those names: lover's beach looking on the Sea of Cortes and Divorce beach looking onto the Pacific. They are only accessible by water.
I found the city itself quite uninteresting, probably due to the fact that we stayed on the Golden Zone, but still. Marina and tourist trap is about all I remember of it.
However we did eat in an excellent restaurant: Los Deseos. Delisiouly smooth tequila, guacamole, fish tacos, Tikin Xic fish filet (cooked in a banana leaf with achiote sauce) and a pleasant atmosphere. At the table next to us the waiter made queso at the table.
La journée c'est terminée par un beau coucher de soleil sur Finnisterra alors que le navire reprennait la mer.
The day ended with a beautiful sunset over Finnistera as the ship sailed away.
And of course the creature of the day: a seal.