We enjoyed our last morning coffee at Ramone’s funky paradise watching the high winds stir up the ocean. We had arranged for a water taxi to take us south down the east side of Little Corn Island to Cocal beach – our next home. With the winds, we wondered how the ride would pan out. It was just fine. Our teenage Captain even gave us a chunk of clear plastic so we didn’t get too wet from the spray!
An Airbnb Haven
The keeper was the HOT shower which works when the power is on. Power on? It’s like this… The island has it’s own generator and every day at 6:00AM it shuts off. It doesn’t come back on until 1:00PM. We’re not sure why this is but we, like everyone here, learn to live with it. Anyway, we’ve REALLY enjoyed the kitchen and the fantastic location – on the beach looking out to the wide open Caribbean.
And… with Miss Bridget at her restaurant. In all cases, our old friends remembered us and recalled the “good times”.
We’ve come to the conclusion yes, the island has changed but it is still a special place appreciated by all who come here. Yes, the numbers of tourists and expat residents has increased but so far, it’s working.
Part time residents have found a way to integrate with the community, the result being more business for the local shop owners and businesses.
The increase in tourist traffic has also generated a significant increase in hostels, small hotels, beach casitas and dive shops.
Our Buddy Dave
We’ve been taking turns cooking breakfasts and dinners with him while recalling over 45 years of friendship. He’s an amazing man. His full life’s story would be an incredible read.
Of Metis descent, his very early years were on a small farm outside of Winnipeg. In his late adolescence he found himself in England working various jobs around London and it wasn’t long after that we met him back in BC. Dave is a gifted potter and ceramic artist in his own right. We came to know Dave through another friendship with a highly regarded ceramic artist named David Thoresdahl. As teenagers, we loved hangin’ out with these crazy, worldly artists but after we married, we moved north and had minimal contact with them.
Years later, Dave appeared on our doorstep in Quesnel and for a long time we would see him at least once a year. He would come to stay with us every summer and he became our most cherished house guest. Dinner was cooked, house was clean and the garden was weed-free.
As a first-aid guy in the oil patch in Northern Alberta over the years, he saved up some money. His lifelong dream of living on the Central American Continental Shelf was soon to become a reality. After we returned from Little Corn in 2003, we told Dave about this special place and without much hesitation he made his way down and ultimately bought a piece of property – now home to his “Egg House”.
Over the years, we’ve come to appreciate Dave’s eccentricities realizing he’s a special person who is on a different path – uniquely his own.
They’ve adopted us and since our time at Ensuenos, we’ve been sharing stories of our travels and life ‘back home’. Their Central American journey has been far-reaching. They’ve spent time in Mexico, Belize, Honduras, El Salvador, Guatemala and Nicaragua. They’re also wonderful conversationalists – recently, they came over to our place and we each made something for dinner.
We talked all evening and for sure, past our bedtime! In a few days their adventure continues in another part of the world. They’re “Woofers” – folks who don’t mind helping out on a farm and they’re off to a rural area of Hawaii for some woofy work. Best of luck guys!
In this shot above, Bodi on the board stopped and picked up the young boy and put him on his shoulders!