Archive for the ‘Rocky Point’ Tag

Puerto Peñasco Water Front   2 comments

Puerto Peñasco, Sonora Water Front — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Puerto Peñasco, Rocky Point, is a Mexican fishing and resort city on the Sea of Cortes. It’s known for dune-backed Sandy Beach
and Bahía la Choya’s tidal pools. The Center for the Study of Deserts and Oceans has gardens and a fin-whale skeleton.
Rocky Point is often called “Arizona’s beach” because it is close in proximity to Arizona and easy to get to rather quickly.

A Reflection Selfie   Leave a comment

A Reflection Selfie (Puerto Penasco, Mexico) — Image by kenne

I set my camera on top of the balcony wall during a stay at a resort in Puerto Penasco, April 12, 2013. — kenne

“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314)   Leave a comment

Osprey — Mixed Art by kenne

“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314)
 
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
 
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
 
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
 
— Emily Dickinson

Swimp Boats At The Rocky Point Port   2 comments

Swimp Boats-1132_art blogSwimp Boats At The Rocky Point (Puerto Peñasco) Port — Computer Painting by kenne

“The meaning of life differs from man to man, from day to day, from hour to hour. What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person’s life at a given moment.

To put the question in general terms would be to the question posed to a chess champion: “Tell me, Master, what is the best move in the world?”

There simply is no such thing as the best or even a good move apart from a particular situation in a game and the particular personality of one’s opponent.

The same holds for human existence. One should not search for an abstract meaning of life. Everyone has his own specific vocation or mission in life to carry out a concrete assignment which demands fulfillment. Therein he cannot be replaced, nor can his life be repeated. Thus, everyone’s task is as unique as is his specific opportunity to implement it. 

As each situation in life represents a challenge to man and presents a problem for him to solve, the question of the meaning of life may actually be reversed. Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of life is, but rather he must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.”

–Viktor E. Frankl

Old Downtown Rocky Point Painting   Leave a comment

Old Shoreline-3369 Highpass Oil Painting blogPainting by kenne

An old fishing town
On a rock across the bay
From see-through condos.

Shrimp boats come and go
Charter boats take tourists out
To fish and watch whales.

Drug stores, restaurants
And fish markets line main street
Where Al Capone lived.

Legal drugs by day
Safe for tourists on the streets
Cartel moves at night.

— kenne

Fishing Off The Coast Of Puerto Peñasco   6 comments

We arrived in Puerto Peñasco Sunday afternoon, February 11th, planning on going fishing in the Sea of Cortez on Tuesday. However, because of a forecast of strong winds, the fishing trip was rescheduled for calm seas on Thursday afternoon.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3364 blogPatty, Tom, Joy and I chartered the Grandy-White (the smaller boat on the left) under cloudy, but calm skies.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3366 blogCaptain Chris gives Joy a hand on the boat.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3367 blogTom has his own rod, but after checking out the equipment on the boat quickly realized he didn’t need it.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3369 blogLeaving the port, this is a view of the old downtown Puerto Peñasco.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3375 blogOnce out from Puerto Peñasco, Captain Chris let us know he was taking a slight detour to where we might see some whales, which I posted on the 23rd.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3380.jpgCaptain Chris, who was very informative and helpful.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3381 blogThe sun comes out briefly on Patty and Tom as they try staying warm — at least they had wind-breakers. Joy and I left ours back in Tucson.

Fishing In Puerto Peñasco-3382 blogTom getting ready to toss in the line.

 

I was able to catch some small sea bass after the second and third tries. Tom caught a couple, so we had plenty for dinner. Captain Chris also added to the total catch. Joy and Patty watched. Joy also took some of these photos.

Fishing-1098 Leaving the Port blogHeaded into port where many of the shrimp boats are docked.

 

 

Captain Chris cleans the fish before leaving the Grandy-White.

— kenne

Sunset Over The Sea   2 comments

Sunset-1009 II_art blogSunset Over The Sea of Cortez (Puerto Peñasco, February 12, 2018) — Computer Art by kenne

The poem,
the song,
the picture,
is only water
drawn
from the well
of the people,
and it should
be given back
to them
in a cup
of beauty
so that they
may drink –
and in drinking
understand themselves.

— Federico Garcia Lorca

Capturing The Moment — The Take-off   8 comments

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Puerto Penasco-0108 blogBrown Pelican Taking Flight In Puerto Peñasco — Images by kenne

Seabird Ferry Coming In To Puerto Peñasco   2 comments

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Puerto Penasco Sempember 2013-0083 blog . . .  ok,  so it’s a swamp boat, not a seabird ferry! — Images by kenne

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Capturing The Moment — Silence Is Golden   8 comments

Sycamore Reservoir Hike-0173 blogSunset On The La Pinta’ Peninsula — Image by kenne

Silence Is Golden

sand harden

by the returning sea

we walk

into the day’s twilight

holding on

to the moment

hand ‘n hand.

a lone seagull

flies near the line

between us and

the setting sun

seconds away

from ending the day

we honor

the golden sunset

by entering our

sound of silence

where words are

best left unsaid —

yes,

silence is golden.

 — kenne

 

Walking With A Friend   Leave a comment

Tom on the Beach Art I framed II blogWalking with a Friend — Image by kenne

This past spring my friend Tom and I had planned on going to Puerto Penasco, Mexico to spend a few days fishing. About a week before the trip, Tom had his sixth and last chemo treatment. He had gone through the previous treatments with few side-effects, but this one really made walking very difficult. We still made the trip knowing fishing was not likely. We still has a very good time.

One of the things we did was gone for walks along the beach. Previous posting have chronicled our trip, but I had forgotten that I had also taken some photos and video with my iPhone, which I share here.

Tom is in remission and is current fishing with his son in Wales.

kenne

Blue Bottles . . . The Winds Of Time Trapped In Glass   3 comments

Rocky PointBlue Bottles at Sandy Beach, Puerto Peñasco — Image by kenne

Sand moves
on streets
by chance
staying on those
who sweep 
the streets 
of others.

Two ex-pats
in the shade
of the front porch
playing cards
hold’em?
fold’em?
passing time.

Bluebottles
stand for counting
ten?
twenty?
thirty?
tourist’s guessing
drive by.

. . . the winds of change
trapped in glass.

— kenne

Rocky PointImage by kenne

Morning Walk On The Puerto Peñasco Beach   4 comments

Rocky PointPuerto Peñasco Beach — Image by kenne

I walk Puerto Peñasco beach
toward the morning sunrise.

Puddles of water abandoned by the tide
run together, channeling to the sea.

Gaining speed turning back to my eyes
sliding on the sea of stone.

Leaving behind reflections
channeling thoughts of storms past.

Above, the dragon birds fly shallow waters
searching for day treasures trembling below.

— kenne

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