Archive for Nature
Today I went for a hike to Black Sand Beach with my dog Luvy. I left Casa de Kathy at 7:30 AM and walked to Coco Beach (Playa Cocal) and west along the south coast. There are about four headlands of rocks that you have to pass so it is good to wear shoes that can get wet. The walk is peaceful and you will pass many beaches good for beach combing (finding shells and sea glass). The coast is rocky and wavy.
As I stood on the 4th headland and looked west, I saw the very long sandy beach with orange cliffs. That is Black Sand Beach. In a very short distance I stopped where the river bed joins the coast because that is my favorite spot to swim because there is a sandy bottom. I swam for about 10 minutes while my faithful dog Luvy watched.
There are patches of black sand all along this beach. How much depends on the the movements of the sea.
Then I walked north up the dry river bed under a wonderful tree canopy. The total silence except for the birds is what I love about this walk. In about ten minutes I arrived at the public road (201) where I took a right and headed back home. This walk is nice in the morning because the road is shaded by all the trees. Thanks for these photos of life along the river bed taken by my guests Theresa and Slava.
I got home at 9 AM – one hour and a half after I left. What a great way to begin the day!
The message below was written by a former guest and friend, Ted Glick.
The photo was taken by another guest, Joe Saraceno who has stayed at Casa de Kathy more than once. This winter Joe and his wife were walking towards Black Sand beach and encountered these beautiful galloping horses and were able to take this dramatic photo. In the background you can see Cayo Afuera, the island in front of the Malecon.
Thanks for sharing, Ted and Joe .
Sent: Monday, January 04, 2010 6:34 AM
From: Ted Glick
Greetings from beautiful Vieques.
Yesterday I had an experience like none I’ve ever had. Jane and I are walking up a mountain road, closed to vehicle traffic, no other people around, to the top of the highest mountain here (1,000 feet) and we encountered a herd of a dozen wild horses eating by the side of the road. We spent the next hour and a half, going up and then coming back down, trying to get past them, walking behind them, watching them speed up to get ahead of us and going out of sight, eating lunch prematurely as we came upon them forming a kind of blockade of the road while half of them ate some luscious-looking long grass by the side of the road.
We eventually decided to press our luck by walking slowly up towards the blockaders to try to get through so we could get up to the top. Fortunately, and as we thought was likely, they moved aside and then down the road to allow us to go past. Then, after we’d gone up to the top and were coming back down we ran into the whole group of them again at one point and they proceeded to move as one group, about 15-20 feet ahead of us, all the way down the rest of the hike to the bottom.
It was amazing to have this kind of dance with these beautiful animals,
each of us eyeing each other nervously, us moving cautiously, trying to get
them to trust us, watching certain ones of the horses playing leadership roles in their determination of how to respond to us, etc.