Puerto Lobos Mexico Trip

The Mayberry Family needed to go on another adventure so we headed deep into Mexico. We went to Puerto Lobos which is on the coast, only problem is the only way to get there is on long dirt roads. We went at the end of spring break which which on this year was the weekend before Easter. Easter is a big deal in Mexico and everyone celebrates with big parties. Had we of known there would be so many from out of town we might have come another weekend, but we are really glad that we did go.

This is the yard that we camped in. My brother in-laws knows the guy who owns this house and we were given permission to park our campers on the lot for the weekend.

This is the dirt road we had to drive on for three hours after we left Caborca. Remember we are pulling a camping trailer and so we feel every bump. The scariest thing was that we were out in the middle with nobody with us. If we would of had car problems we don't know what we would have done, pray harder. And if anyone wanted to put up a road block and rob us there would be nobody to see.

Before we got to this dirt road we were already weary of driving in Mexico. The roads/drivers were crazy!!! The large highways were two lanes wide with NO sholder, on the other side of the white line was a drop off. The drop off could be just a few inches or feet. The lack of shoulders don't become a problem until another car comes from either dirtection. If a car wants to pass another car in his lane he simply goes into the middle of the road and the other two cars shift to the edge of the road. This method works pretty well until a semi wants to pass another semi and your being pushed to the edge of a road that has no sholder and a big drop off. Scary stuff.

We also drove into Mexico in the night and alone, not advisable. In every town and sometimes along the road there would be men dressed in all black who would put up a road block and stop cars. Everytime you would see one up in front of you your heart would stop and you would wonder if this is legit or a scam. Nothing was ever taken from us but they did stop and ask us questions. The rest of the Mayberry's had gone down earlier in the day and when they were stopped they frequently had to pay up to be able to go.

We ended up stopping at 1am and spending the night in a truck stop parking lot in our camper, I didn't sleep to deeply. I made Brian park so our Arizona license plate was to a fence and not obvious. We woke up early the next morning and continued from Caborca to the beach. I'm glad we stopped I could not imagine driving down the dirt road in the night, I would have thought we were lost.

Breanna with her boogie board and fish spear. The bay was filled with sting rays and the girls would go out on their boogie board and try and stab some.

This is a panarama from the beach of the Puerto Lobos bay. The house was right on the shore line and built up high so the views were awesome. The water was some what cold but you got nothing that would make you not want to get wet. If we would have gone later in the year the water warms up nicely. The reason we went to Puerto Lobos is because my dad used to take his sons here 30 to 40 years ago to go fishing. Back then there was only a few huts and my dad would go days without seeeing another soul. I don't know how he found this place because I imagine the roads to get here would have been terrible that long ago.

I took this photo on the way back of a tire over a saguaro cactus.

Map to Puerto Lobos. When we were there we heard talk that the dirt road from Caborca was going to be paved in the next year or so. I think it would be awesome if they paved the road because it would save us two hours on our road trip which took 10 total to go and 8 to come back. We went through Nogales to go and came back through Sonoita. If your going go through Sonoita because the roads are normal that way. I also don't want them to pave the road because then lots of people will move there and things won't be the same.

Ashley at low tide building a sand castle.

Because this was Mexico's holy week their was a big party in town. All day long cars, trucks, vans and 4-wheelers would go up and down the beach filled with as many people as they could possibly cram inside/on. We put up obsticles to funnel the traffic into a single lane to pass the house or they would be driving all over the beach and we had quite a few close calls with little kids.

In town there was a good sized mud pit where locals would drive their vehicles through just trashing them up. They would leave the windows open and the mud would just come flying in and they didn't seem to mind. We did notice that most of the cars in the pit had American license plates so they were probably stolen, trashed and then dumped. Some of these were expensive trucks that looked brand new with the top of the line upgrades. We also saw these same vehicles driving into the ocean and given heck by the drivers. Looked like fun, but nobody would do that to a brand new vehicle they paid for.

My most memorable experience on the trip because it made me realize how vunerable us foreigners were down there was when we went to visit some local fishermen. My sister Ester and her husband had meet some locals who were going to clean the fish they had caught. The next time Ester went back to their house Brian and I decided we wanted to go and see what was going on in the town. The tiny dirt road through town was packed with visitors, there were people and cars literally everywhere. When we got to these fishermen's house the husband and wife greeted us warnly and welcomed us into their back porch to wait while he cleaned the fish right there. We had a pleasant time with them and laughing at ourselves because they knew some english and we knew some spanish and we were trying to communicate. You could tell these were really good and friendly people, just wonderful. Well when the guy was cleaning the fish his brother came home drunk. We were introduced to him and he tried to hold my sisters baby and just being to friendly. I can't remember now how it all happened but somehow the guy pulled Brian aside and asked him if I was his wife and Brian said yes. And then the guy proceeded to ask Brian in broken english if he could buy me for one night and he would make a really good deal. Brian said no and started walking away and the guy keeps following and then comes over to me and makes his case again to Brian in front of me. Brian then again says no that's not going to happen but the guy doesn't give up. Finally the fishermen notices his brother a little to close to Brian and I and he tells his brother to leave us alone and he had to chase him down the road away. Freeked me out, after that I didn't leave the protection of my family.

The next day the fishermen and his wife delivered fresh made tortillas to our camp because when Brian was at their house is made a big deal out of how good the wife's tortillas were. We tried to pay the lady but she was so sweet and wouldn't hear of it.

We also had a good experience with the Mexican family that was staying in the house next to ours. Brian asked them if they knew anyone who could clean fish (this is before we found the fishermen) and they stopped their party and just cleaned them for us, a whole bucket full. We tried to pay them and they wouldn't have it. They even fed us shredded beef tacos and gave us great salsa.