We borrowed bikes from the Inn; I was on a purple one speed with wide handlebars! We peddled south, and in a few blocks the road dipped down and crossed the arroyo, then at the edge of town it turned into a gravel and sand track that ran beside the beach. Farther along we saw the airport on our right. Signs explained the extent of the Marine park offshore and the do's and don'ts in both Spanish and English. Stopped for a break at a palapa, and went beachcombing; only found green and white beach-glass, despite the fact that we've seen lots of blue beer and tequila bottles here.
Photo by mksfly (Flickr Creative Commons)
