Day Three – Cabo San Lucas, Mexico

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As it is getting warm enough now to leave the balcony door open all night, we awoke to the sounds of morning boat traffic just off Cabo Wabo, where we dropped the hook and prepared for “tender operations.” Our ship is so large at some ports we have to anchor off the coast and get ferried in by the ship’s “tenders” (English translation = life boats). Hit the beach at 1000 in the bright sunshine and headed off to our first shore trip – Zip Lining, rappelling, cliff climbing and such at the UNESCO preserve here in the Southern Sierra! Dan and Desi look out dudes – Two new Cliff Team guys coming your way! Carol took to it like a duck to water, and the driver had to chain her to the mini bus to get back to town! We have never done much of this sort of stuff before and signed up for it just because it sounded “adventurous,” and it was three hours of screaming fun, including a 2,000’ zip line run with about a 400’ drop, so fat boy Steve really picked up a head of steam. They had large mattresses strapped against the rocks for the last run just for this purpose, and I am guessing they are replacing them tonight….. Had a chance to cross a gorge on a two-wire “bridge,” a rickety wooden slat suspension bridge over another gorge, and just had an absolute ball. Only downside was because of the harness equipment they took all of our camera equipment away from us (and of course, wanted WAY too much money for photographic mementos of the day), so it will just have to live in our memories. Although Carol did get some great pictures of the guys on the trucks… they have all promised to visit us if they come to California… they wanted to know if Steve was Carol’s grandfather and told him that “she is one tough woman…” It is really hot and humid here, so it was also a good workout on a “day off.” Pretty much avoided the B.S. of downtown Cabo, but a number of people had “interesting” life boat rides back to the ship, after doing tequila shooters all day at Senor Frogs, Cabo Wabo and other garish shit holes here.…. Anchors aweigh at 1700 and we are now heading almost due south into the Pacific to the sound or gentle rain falling outside on the balcony.

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