This has been an atypical Cabo visit. Not as many whales to watch, and none of them close to shore. Last year was the anomaly in that regard. A couple of cool cloudy days to start the trip. K has been sick, so that has put a damper on potential activities. The resort is much less crowded than in recent years. We did have a nice fishing trip – K rallied for the day – good weather, three nice fish landed leading to a sushi/sashimi/ceviche feast that evening. Here’s an 18 pound dorado, or mahi-mahi, that we thanked and then ate.

I didnt have much enthusiasm for photos at the week’s Mexican Fiesta night, traditionally a great photo opportunity. I think I had a bad case of been there, done that. Here’s the only decent picture I got from my short stay – and it’s a new band this year. Figures. I *do* like the lighting in this one.

And now we have another atypical thing – massive, truly massive waves hitting the beach we face. We’ve always had big waves here, but some of these really get your attention – maybe 2-3x bigger than normal. At high tide this morning (615am), I was sipping coffee and reading on the back porch, facing the ocean, when I realized the ground was shaking. The waves coming in were like bombs going off. I looked up and saw an impossibly tall wave cresting and shore observers running away. It went on for a few minutes, biggest sets I’ve ever seen. It was dark – just before sunrise – so that added to the drama.

I may have some pictures of them later. Gotta sort through all the devices. Meanwhile, in the dead of night lately, I’ve been crushing Wordle. Small victories, take ’em while you can. Beating the Wordlebot is nice.