Just an hour south of the Arizona border lies what used to be a sleepy little fishing village named Puerto Penasco. The gringos call it Rocky Point. Last week Captain Jon and I drove down there for the first time in twenty years, and I was amazed at the way things had changed. Seven or eight large resorts now loom over what used to be an empty beach The first time I went to Rocky Point, we pitched a tent on that same stretch of sand! Downtown Rocky Point has changed considerably, too. There’s a pier with shops and a restaurant, and a beautiful park overlooking the Sea of Cortez.
However, the fishing vessels look pretty much the same as they did two decades ago. Below is one shot, two ways, of shrimp boats in the Puerto Penasco harbor.