Cabo de la Vela is a lesson in extreme existence. There is not a single road to get there but many crisscrossing through the desert (GPS required). Since I believe my brain actually boiled form the heat while there and am still wondering how people manage to scratch out a living in such an extreme environment (desert meets ocean), I will rely on pictures to document our time.
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- A view down the beach. Sand, heat, wind + salt water.
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- A visitor enjoys hanging out on Taj.
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- George makes some improvements on the tent.
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- Local women try to ware us down or are just taking a break from the heat (or both).
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- Kiter.
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- How she remains in the sun is a mystery.
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- More kiting action.
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- It wouldn’t be camp without G making crepes for our new friends.
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- Desert meets mountains.
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- Venturing out of the shade near sunset.
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- Beautiful beaches.
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- G and Karen.
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- Rugged coastline.
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- Eric taking advantage of their built in photo platform.
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- Sunset.
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- View from the lighthouse.
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- Cabo de la Vela.
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- Karen spots some wildlife, so we’re on the hunt.
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- Amazingly, watering holes flank the arid highway just out of sight.
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- Not flamingos. Wishing Karen was hear to tell me what they are.
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- G snaking on some bbq corn.
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- Sun protection.
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- Contraband Venezuelan gas.
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- Deciding that $2.60 a gallon is too good to pass up and cheaper than Coca Cola.
