Bienvenido, loyal reader. Please come along as Bruce and Mary check out Yelapa, a fishing village and resort town accessible only by water.
We’re boarding the bus to Boca de Tomatlan, the first leg of our Yelapa adventure. Robert and Lynn, having visited Yelapa on their last PV vacation 6 years ago, inspired us to check it out. Robert told us to be on the alert for old hippies recruiting new blood.
Los Arcos, circa Mismaloya.
Having arrived in Boca we walk down the hill and make our way to the pier.
Then we backtrack a little to this restaurant in front of the pier…
Where we have a couple beers on their patio and buy our water taxi tickets to Yelapa. The roundtrip cost is 280P for both of us. We could have taxied from the Los Muertos Pier on our beach but that would have cost 280P each. And the round trip Boca bus ride is only 28P for the both of us. Sidenote: I did get my 5P bano fee refunded after having become a cliente. My reputation as a tacaño remains unvarnished.
This and the next two pix are views from our water taxi on this 35 minute cruise.
It’s a rough ride pretty much the whole way.

On our way we drop off passengers at Las Animas and…
And finally Yelapa, dead ahead.
Actually the fishing village of Yelapa is thataway, just around that rock outcropping and yes, this is a crappy pic.
We climb a stairs and get to this point and are not sure where to go next. It’s a little confusing
We come to a fork and it looks like the stair to the right leads to someone’s living room so we choose door number 1, this skinny passageway.
Which luckily emerges onto this street, and not someone’s bedroom. Folks, I really do not have the DTs.
Eventually we make our way to the beach fronting the village of Yelapa and come across this hardware store. If you had to sell nuts and bolts, this would be the place to do it.
Our stomachs are growling so we are very pleased to stumble upon Cafe Bahia. The Muy Amable Susan is the owner.
You gotta love the attitude here.
We have a beautiful view of the marina from our table.
While waiting for our food we play dueling cameras.
Our food arrives. This is Mary’s meal: A delicious black bean, vegetable soup with rice, sour cream and guacamole, and it is perhaps the best she has had. Mary purrs that she would eat this every day if she could.
My shrimp quesadillas are pretty tasty. The total for our food and a beer each comes to 205P.
After settling up we head back through town trying to find the “high road” near the top of the hill that Ken our server had pointed to, as that is the way most normal people get to the main beach. As we’re walking we hear what sounds like a music fest and…
We come upon this church of the Holy Rollers.
We’ve finally found the high road! And a passing gringo is kind enough to offer taking this pic. And from this vantage is…
This view of the pier and Cafe Bahia.
What goes up, must come down. We are making the descent to the beach.
Now that’s what I’m talking about! We’re back on the beach at Restaurante Rogelio relaxing. Our water taxi won’t be here for awhile.
And of course we have to show you our vantage north…
Our water taxi has arrived and it is a hands-on process.
On the next visit to Yelapa we will definitely board at the pier. At Cafe Bahia Ken told us that all water taxis take on passengers at the beach and the pier.
And 35 minutes later we are back to Boca.
We have climbed the hill and after about 10 minutes a Mismaloya/Boca bus has arrived. Mary is the first to board this empty bus.
But by the time we get back to PV it is standing room only. And yes, gentleman that I am, I do give up my seat to a nice gringa from Cleveland with whom Mary thoroughly enjoys chatting about grand-babies and such things.
Thanks for visiting, gentle reader. Bruce and Mary were completely enchanted with Yelapa and a day trip does not do it justice. The next visit will be an over-nighter at least. BTW: Bruce apologizes for the poor quality of the pix in this post. Mary reports that Bruce has been relieved of pix taking duties for the time being. Hasta proxima Domingo!











You two have way too much fun!! I am now counting how many Mondays I have to retire…24!
Haha, Alex, and lucky you! I guess I have about 88 Mondays to go.
Cheers!
I always look forward to your posts and dream about doing what the two of you have done. Please keep the posts coming!
Hola Diane,
Thanks for your kind words and thanks for reading.
Cheers!