Pelluhue

My friend Erik on top of a big rock where the villagers

have erected monuments to the fisherman that haven't returned.

There was a memorial as new as this past May.

The beaches of Pelluhue stretch on as far

as you can see.

An array of colorful fishing boats that populate

the beach in the late afternoon.

Me and Pelluhue behind me.

Big cave under a lookout point on the beach. It was

filled with prophylactics and empty liquor bottles.

Apparently even in small towns there's always something

going on somewhere.