ChrisJenTravel.com – Honeymoon Trek

I woke up determined to find the cool part of Troncones and hopefully some of the surf breaks I had read about. First I drove 5 kilometers down the coastal road but could find only 2 spots that even had beach access. All there was were huge guest houses and B&Bs behind 8ft walls and solid wood gates. All the way down the beach. Oh, and some new behemoths being built. This was the furthest thing from real Mexico I had seen yet – more like Laguna Beach with dirt roads. I finally found one of the breaks, Troncones Point and after walking through the lobby of an exclusive bungalow resort and pretending I was deciding whether to stay there. Although there was a nice small left hand point break out back there were also three yuppies sipping morning coffee with their brand new longboards at their side, presumably waiting for their lessons.

I drove back to the hotel disgusted and told Jenny about the rest of the town – we quickly decided we wouldn’t be returning or spending any of our money there. We packed up and left town to try to find two other breaks in the area: The Ranch and Saladita. One of our friends from Barra de Nexpa had written down some directions from memory.

We followed the directions to Saladita but they must have had a few mistakes as we ended up on a muddy road in the middle of some farms. Somehow we found our way back to the right road and asked directions, eventually pulling up in front of the beach. True to the stories, Saladita is a very long, easy breaking left hand wave. It comes in around a point and breaks consistently over a rock reef. It was breaking at about waist high while we were there, perfect for longboarding and, more importantly, perfect to give Jenny some great practice. Only problem was she was still hurting from the ramen noodle incident several nights before and we didn’t want to chance further injury. So, I paddled out for a quick session and caught several long, fun waves before we looked for the next spot.

We had gotten directions to The Ranch from the same person except this spot was even harder to find and the directions were worse. At some point we ended up dead ended in a papaya farm with several local kids laughing at our misfortune. After backtracking a few more times and asking directions we finally found the wave. It was too small to justify unloading the boards again and, since it was getting late in the day, we decided to head to Zihau to stay the night.

On our way we stopped and got a Coco….a coconut that has literally been perfectly hacked with a machete (by a coconuteer), a straw stuck in and voi la…..a tropical drink of coconut milk. It doesn’t suit our taste, although they are widely popular here. I am sure if we could have managed to squeeze some splenda packets in the hole it would have made a world of difference. But, nonetheless, we tried it and found more joy in watching the coconuteer at work, smiling and proud that we asked to take a picture of him.

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