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The not so pleasantly named Ensanadas de los Muertos (cove of the dead) turns out to be my most pleasant camp so far. The weather is warm, the winds have died down, and I'm parked less than twenty feet from the water on a wide beach with astonishing views out every window.
The next morning after watching an impressive sunrise, I set up my beach umbrellas and chairs and work on my suntan. This is my idea of the perfect beach. The sand is like powder and the water in the crescent shaped cove is only shoulder deep several hundred feet from the shore. The water is cold enough to be refreshing, but not too cold. A couple of sailboats are anchored in the cove creating a perfectly picturesque scene.