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Surfline Announces Wave Of The Summer: Puerto Escondido

Nike expands Wave of the Winter for summer-long contest at Mexican Pipeline

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Wave of the Summer, presented by Nike

It's time to elevate this very special region of the world where so many ground-breaking performances occur year after year.

Huntington Beach, CA (PRWEB) June 02, 2012

Surfline is pleased to announce the inaugural Wave of the Summer event, presented by Nike, taking place atPuerto Escondido’s Playa Zicatela in Oaxaca, Mexico. Riding off the Wave of the Winter’s successful first two years, Surfline and Nike are mirroring the same concept from June 1st – August 31st, 2012 at the Mexican Pipeline.

Wave of the Summer awards the single-best ride of the season at Puerto Escondido captured on video. And with no shortage of local chargers and tube-hungry international talent consistently gracing the Zicatela waters, we’re in for a memorable first season.

The Wave of the Summer judging panel includes longtime Puerto charger/visitor, Peter Mel, local surf legends, Roger Ramirez and Roberto Salinas, and iconic Zicatela photographer, Ruben Pina. The judges will rank their top ten entries and a single winner will be determined from their collective votes.

The winner will receive $15,000 and the videographer who captures the noteworthy ride will receive $5,000. Additionally, a special Overall Performance Award, presented by the State of Oaxaca Tourism, will recognize the season’s top standout with a check for $5,000.

Nike’s Peter Jasienski explains, "It's time to elevate this very special region of the world where so many ground-breaking performances occur year after year."

Entries will be posted on Surfline.com throughout the entire contest period and a winner will be announced in early September.

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Meet 13-year-old Gilad: He sells muffins in Puerto Escondido By Larry Frank on 1 May, 2012

Meet 13-year-old Gilad: He sells muffins in Puerto Escondido

By Larry Frank on 1 May, 2012

Updated 3 June, 2012

Gilad with his tray of muffins for sale

One night not more than four years ago, three friends, part-time Puerto residents, enjoyed a lavish Mexican dinner at a local restaurant, replete with copious bottles of beer (and in one gent’s case, the better part of a bottle of the local specialty, mescal). Later, satiated and happily heading back to their seaside condos, a voice popped out of the dark, startling three grown men: “Wanna buy my muffins?”
Meet Gilad, the little muffin entrepreneur. He’s been in business for some time now, selling his muffins on the street, on the beach, in bars, wherever folks gather.
I came across the now thirteen-year-old Gilad three years ago at the Villas Carrizalillo Sunset Bar. While enjoying one of Ricardo’s famous margaritas and viewing the amazing sunset that only Puerto can provide, in walks Gilad: “Wanna buy my muffins?

Gilad's family at Roca Blanca, near Puerto Escondido

What struck me about this little native Mexican tyke was his flawless English and his marketing prowess. This canny little man displayed a nose for profit in this competitive world of high-finance commerce. You see, the price of his pack of assorted muffins was 45 pesos. Most of us at the Sunset Bar, and I’m sure the rest of his other customers, would pay him with a handy 50 peso note; Gilad would never have the five pesos in change for the 50.
There it is folks – an instant five-peso profit. I took an instant liking to this muffin tycoon.
Back in Puerto Escondido in 2012, I decided to look for the lad. I needed to know more about this industrious muffin micro-salesman. Friends here told me he lives out by Roca Blanca, a small beach enclave 50 or so kilometres northwest of Puerto, so I ventured out to where Gilad lives with his family.
And here’s where a most interesting story begins.
As I approached his humble roadside abode, typical of most native Mexican families, Gilad emerged, followed by his father and five siblings. I introduced myself to his father, Ernesto, in my fractured Spanish. He replied in perfect English, to my great surprise. He went on to introduce his family; daughters Shamaim and Monica-Liat, sons Yuval, Lior and little Ashkan-Exnal.
And where was mother, also a Monica? Inside, baking muffins.
I proceeded to start my research. Gilad was about to celebrate his 13th birthday. He’s still diligently at work, with an even greater variety of muffins to offer, and now with a legitimate price tag of 50 pesos for his baked goods, which now include croissants and custard-filled pastries. An additional salesperson has been added to the sales team, older sister Shamaim, now 15 and also fluent in English.
Father Ernesto was abandoned as a newborn and eventually adopted and raised by a family of World War II holocaust survivors who eventually settled in Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada. Hence Ernesto’s perfect English and German.
As a young man, he travelled the U.S. and Europe as an itinerant musician, eventually abandoning his music in Switzerland to work for the Nestle corporation. He worked there for five years and during that time took a baking course.
I asked him why he ended up in Mexico since he was raised elsewhere? He replied that he wanted to get back to his roots. So, here he is, Ernesto Lopez, back in his native land, with Mexican-born wife Monica, and his six children. English is spoken in the home so his children will be perfectly bilingual.
The baking enterprise provides income to fund the completion of the family’s surf-side restaurant. Their property stretches from the road all the way down to that great Roca Blanca beach. Ernesto augments his baking income by teaching English and German.
He loads up his car every day with an inventory of his freshly baked goods. With his sales team of Gilad and Shamaim, he drives to the fertile muffin selling grounds in and around Puerto Escondido. (If you’d like to rendezvous with the mobile muffin team to arrange home delivery, contact Ernesto at shamaim_massawa@yahoo.com.)
So if you’re ever in pretty Puerto Escondido, on the beach, on the street, at the Sunset bar at Villas Carrizalillo or walking to or from any of the fabulous Puerto Escondido restaurants, you may hear the question I’ve come to respect and admire, “Wanna buy my muffins?”

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Can anyone advise me on the best way to get to Puerto from Toluca by bus - lines, fare, travel time length - etc.

Thanks - KaribbeanKidd

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Try Ticketbus.com.mx

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Turistar is the best (and most expensive) bus from Mexico City to Puerto. There are two Turistar buses a day and they both leave in the early evening from the South bus station. You will need to take a bus from Tuluca to this bus station.

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EAGER young men waving us toward empty parking spaces by an eco-tourism kiosk, two excited toddlers in the back seat, and no way to turn back: tourism hell seemed to be upon us. After a long sigh, and a glance at the pristine Pacific in front of us, we gave in.

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And then the Costa Chica, as this region of Oaxaca is known, surprised us. “It’s 400 pesos for a private boat tour with a guide,” one of the young men said. “But if no one else shows up, you can just pay the group price.”

My wife and I looked around; we were completely alone. So we ended up with a chartered boat for the price of a crowded one — paying the equivalent of about $10 for a 90-minute trip through mangroves teeming with mating birds, lazy crocodiles and neon-green iguanas. Our guide paddled the boat quietly while identifying the animals. Our children squawked with delight, and as we re-emerged to stunning views, my wife and I stared in awe.

This stretch of surf was one of those rare places — extremely hard to find in Mexico and the Caribbean — with natural beauty and tourists, but not a squeeze-the-tourist attitude. There was no charge for the beach chairs at the waterfront; no waitresses waving plastic menus to coax us inside. Instead, chefs in open-air kitchens offered to cook us affordable food not on the menu if it meant our kids would eat. Then toys, a cat or a playmate (same age as our children, occasionally nude) would often magically appear as we were seated.

The friendliness seemed unforced during our four-night stay at a rented house in San Agustinillo this spring. And it was a counterpoint to the monstrous waves and dangerous undertows that have kept the area from being overrun. Indeed, the Costa Chica was once hardly fit for tourists. For decades, the four small neighboring towns here — Zipolite, San Agustinillo, Mazunte and Ventanilla — were nearly empty except for fishermen hunting sea turtles or harvesting their eggs. Residents said the golden sand was often covered with turtle entrails, and with roads that were rocky at best, boats were the preferred form of transportation.

That all began to change in the 1980s, as the turtle population dwindled and the first mass of Italian tourists arrived. When the Mexican government banned turtle hunting in 1990, the coast here became a test case for how to shift from an industry that created environmental degradation to others that are eco-friendly. And now, with investment from government, nonprofits and green-minded businesses (like the Body Shop founder who helped establish a cosmetics co-op run by local women) the shift is nearly complete.

The fishermen here still occasionally pull in sharks despite pressure from the government and locals to end the practice; we saw (and smelled) carcasses from our table at La Termita during an otherwise enjoyable dinner of brick-oven pizza. But mostly, the area has found its sustainable groove. Much of the new construction is built to blend in with the surroundings, walkers outnumber drivers, and several business owners are now raving about plans for solar-powered streetlights.

“They’re doing a good job,” said Hugo Ascención López, 37, the owner of Arte Sano, an artisan shop in San Agustinillo. His story was a typical one. He came here for a brief visit from the city of Puebla 10 years ago, then quickly decided to move here. “In the city, there is no time for anything,” he said, as his dog and 2-year-old son showed my own children around the store. “I wanted a different take on life, and this is something simpler.”

Local residents who have been here longer are equally proud, showing off their cooking ingredients, or the parrots that seem to be the favored mascot. San Agustinillo has more charm than the other three towns on the coast, with its smaller beach, its preference for cafes and its handful of newer, upscale hotels like Punta Placer (Pleasure Point) and El Sueño (The Dream). From our perch in our two-bedroom house up a steep driveway — with doors that did not lock and a terrace that lacked any sort of barrier — we could see that the little village fell dark and quiet before midnight.

Mazunte, a 10-minute walk away, was busier. Live music blared until a loosely enforced closing time — some said it was midnight, others guessed 2 a.m.

At sunrise, on the main road between the towns, women in baggy pants appeared with yoga mats in their arms. One of them, a young New Yorker, offered to whisk our children away for a class that would help them find their “Eye Center.” (After I realized that my 3-year-old son would be more likely to scream than stretch, I turned them down.)

Breakfast seemed to extend into the afternoon at the restaurants on Mazunte’s main drag, where young backpackers finished their eggs and hitched rides to Puerto Escondido or Huatulco, the two nearest cities — each about an hour’s drive away. The cosmetics shop was filled with day-trippers from those two cities as well, some Mexican, many from colder places like Canada. But the main attractions here are the beach and the area’s totem of green conversion, the Mexican Turtle Center.

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As for swimming, the waves simply require caution. We swam with our children in the small coves near a series of large rocks in San Agustinillo, starting shallow then slowly moving out a little deeper. It was a great way to show my son, who had been taking swimming lessons, why the ocean needs to be respected.

The visit to the turtle center was more worry-free. An aquarium and research center showing off five of the seven turtle species found on the Mexican coast, it opened in the early ’90s near what used to be a turtle slaughterhouse. The goal now, of course, is to encourage conservation, and when we visited, fresh paint suggested its recent renovation and expansion. David Armando Rojas, a biologist at the center, told us that the welcome center and all the turtle displays would be upgraded by the end of the year.

What we found was simple but satisfying. Giant sea turtles, known as golfinas in Spanish and olive ridleys in English, raced around an aboveground pool just a few yards from crashing waves. Tourists mingled with a staff that interacted warmly with the crowd. At one point, a volunteer guided a blind man, his blind wife and their two children through the hatchery, placing 15-day old turtles the size of biscuits into their hands. The children, who looked to be about 8 and 6, giggled with delight.

“A lot of people in Mexico still see turtles as food,” Mr. Armando said. “It’s easier to convince the kids, to make them more conscientious, and then they will convince their parents not to eat them.”

THERE was definitely no turtle on the menus we saw. We ate almost as well as anywhere else in Mexico, but for less money. The dorado steamed with cheese and Sacred Herb (no, not that herb) at Olas Altas in San Agustinillo was fresh, simple and heavenly. Lunch for all cost 315 pesos, or $23 at 13.70 pesos to the dollar; beers were less than 20 pesos each.

Italian cuisine a few doors down, the pizza at La Termita and the fantastic risotto with Gorgonzola and guava at Punta Placer, also made us want to come back for a longer stay, without the children. Both restaurants offered views of the water at sunset, while reminding us that wherever Italians show up (we found them in Zanzibar too) good food, wine and coffee usually follow.

The lodging options also made us long for a second trip. Pan de Miel, sitting on the cliffs between San Agustinillo and Mazunte, has rooms for about 1,500 pesos a night that allow travelers to take in amazing views without interruption from children. (They aren’t allowed.) Rooms costing far less are at least as common at other hotels, many within earshot of the waves.

And the waves are important — loud and large, they define this place. We arrived with a healthy respect for them, or maybe fear, having read about the young Mexican wife of Francisco Goldman, a well-known author, who died in 2007 from injuries she suffered during a bodysurfing accident in Mazunte.

But for us, the threat of the beach could not be separated from the area’s appeal. The tubes of green surf rolling along the empty beach at Ventanilla and the undertow at San Agustinillo that pulled heavy rocks out to sea with ease were a perfect match for the cactus plants and palm trees, and even the fishermen hunting sharks. They all reflected a Mexico in (less sanitized) form, rough and raw, still dominated by nature and the struggle for identity.

This is not the Mexico of Cancún, or even fashion-friendly, high-end Tulum on the calm Caribbean. We swam mostly at low tide. We met people we saw again and again. In a country filled with resorts emphasizing tourist convenience and the hunt for tourist dollars (I’m looking at you Ixtapa, Huatulco, Puerto Vallarta), the Costa Chica is a mix of risk and reward well worth making.