It looked like it had recently snowed but it was a warm if overcast day. The island is home to about 600 long horned sheep and each year they cull the herd by inviting hunters to pick off a few (maybe 20 in total according the caretaker). Each hunter will pay between $50,000 and $80,000 dollars (depends on the size of the “kill”) for the honor of taking home a sheep’s head. The meat stays in the village. Ewe. Not a good place to go for a hike in the mountains.
We arrived in Puerto Escondido with less than 3 gallons of purified water left. We are water hogs. The water outlet is located at the gas dock and we needed diesel as well. Dois and I are very familiar with this particular gas dock. Here is where the diesel Nazi lives. Last time we were here, he made us wait 4 hours while smaller fishing boats were allowed to gas up while we jogged around the bay. When we did pull up, he wouldn’t let us stay at the dock to fill the water tanks and untied our lines and pushed us off. This time we would ask very nicely and perhaps slip him a big tip. Finally it was our turn, the diesel Nazi hopped into a small boat and waved at us, very friendly-like too. We figured he was putting away a rental boat and he would be right back to help us get diesel. It was just a little after four o’clock but he never came back. Apparently he closes shop at 4:30 and we were going to make him late, so he put away his boat and left.