Our day began with a disruption to our routine. As soon as Tad was outside, he zoomed to the fence line and then retreated, growling and looking back. I raised my eyes, and a beautiful grey bull was standing along the fence, holding his ground on our side of the fence. "Tad" I yelled, not thinking of the sleeping residents. Shhh says Kasey. I said, " There is a cow in the compound. Not a cow, a bull." So I rounded up the dogs, and Kasey took one, and we split up to help direct the bull. I opened the securely locked gate and went on a bull hunt. The bull must have been in here before because he was already moving toward the open gate. Calmly and confidently, he walked out across the road and up the nearby driveway as if he knew where to go. The resident dog across the road did not phase the bull one bit. The dog gave up his position to the steady and deliberate amble of the bull.
We had no idea a cattle roundup was part of our adventure. The bull had been in the compound all night. Tracks and other signs everywhere. We still don't know the damage he caused.
An email came in from Jenny that they could not board their plane because they had their passcard and not their passport. They would be delayed a day and have to fly out of Portland instead of Eugene as they returned home for their passports. What a bummer.
Before it got hot, we decided to go play pickleball. We only lasted an hour. I got hot. We jumped back on our bikes to go tell Pepe that we would like him to come over on Sunday instead. He was fine with that, but the phone call he got while we were there, and I don't speak Spanish, seemed as if he was in trouble for changing plans. We headed back to camp.
After relaxing a bit, I took Tad to the beach. He decided to shove his nose in the sand to get dry but it didn't work.
The tide was in, and I noticed some fins in the ocean, so we headed back to tell Kasey. He quickly got his drone up to capture pictures of the hundreds of sharks that were feeding and mating off the reef area.
We checked in with Rob and Jordan. They had picked Diana up at the airport and were on their way.
So we walked the dogs and went to catch up with Randy and Kim. We decided to cook dinner and just go with the flow. Randy really wanted to cook the octopus. It takes quite a bit of effort to cook an octopus—lots of boiling, apparently. Kim was cooking pasta and scallops. I brought over bread, and we ate half the loaf before dinner. We needed a vegetable, so I got a can of corn and green beans out to heat up.
Right then, Rob, Jordan, and Diana arrived. We got them settled into the house. Leo, the on-site caretaker, showed them all the things they needed to know. We listened in since we had not heard all of this before.
Our new guests were amazed at the place. As soon as they settled and Rob and Jordan took a trip to the beach, they came over to Randy and Kim's RV for dinner around the fire. The stories were wonderful. Randy and Kim shared how they came upon the place, their business in the States, and some of the history of the park.
It was a truly wonderful time. The fire was going out, so we turned in for the night. It was 9pm. Sometime after we got in bed, a camper arrived to park next to us
3 women from Monterrey, MX travelling for adventure.
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