Founded in 1997, Casa Delfin Sonriente remains one of the most sought out B&B’s for surfers and the like. This destination villa caters to surfers, outdoor adventurers, foodies, and most recently spa enthusiasts. Casa Delfin Sonriente is nestled in the town of Troncones on the Pacific Ocean side of Southern Mexico.
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Martha Gellhorn's Mexico - and a Visit To Troncones
Travel writer Jackie D writes about her stay in Troncones and war
correspondent, travel writer and third wife of Ernest Hemingway Martha
Gellhorn's preference for Mexico of all the countries she visited.
Jackietravels.com
When I was 21 years old and learned that one of Martha Gellhorn’s
favorite places on earth was Mexico, I was disappointed. It was nothing
against Mexico itself – it’s just that of all the places in the world
that she’d gotten to travel – China, Israel, the Caribbean Islands – I’d
just assumed she would have chosen somewhere further away than Mexico. Martha
(war correspondent, travel writer, third wife of Ernest Hemingway,
object of a somewhat unhealthy obsession on my part) grew up in St.
Louis, Missouri and lived in Mexico during the 1950s. I know there is a
quote about her loving it but I don’t currently have her biography with
me (I will carry it at all times from now on.) and Google isn’t
cooperating. Just trust me, she was happy there.
Now, having been to Mexico twice, I guess I can sort of see what she
meant. It’s certainly not the most glamorous place in the world, but
there are beautiful things about it. I have not been able to accurately
describe the forty minute drive from the Ixtapa airport to the coast of
Troncones Beach whenever anyone has asked. It was somewhere between a
field and a forest, perfectly green, with trees tall enough to shade the
road but short enough that you could still see over them, back to where
they ended and the hills began, everything still perfectly green. See?
All I can think to say is “green, green, green.” I should have taken a
picture, but, then again, we have seen how limited my photography skills are.
In general the people are quieter than I thought they would be, at least in the small towns I’ve seen. One of my best friends is Mexican and I’ve heard stories of her epic family gatherings attended by dozens upon dozens of relatives, everyone eating and talking and drinking and dancing. She alone operates on her own volume scale. Everyone here, meanwhile, seems pretty busy and it definitely isn’t uneventful or unfriendly, but it certainly isn’t loud. Maybe it’s the humidity. Maybe I’m confusing a slower pace of life with a quieter one.
My favorite places have so far been Troncones Beach, where I spent a week this past November, and the little town of Palenque, known as the main stopping point for the Aqua Azul waterfalls a short ride away. Troncones is made up of “resorts” like the one at which I stayed – eco-friendly yoga retreats meant for meditation and relaxation. I expected expensive, tourist-trapping restaurants and markets but there was barely anything surrounding these half-dozen resorts, just a few dilapidated buildings that served as both houses and restaurants. On my third day there my friends and I ate at one of these little restaurants – a simple, cheap, and delicious meal of fresh fish tacos and ice cold Cokes.
This is really presumptuous of me but I don’t care – I like to think that maybe Martha liked Mexico so much not only because it was Mexico, but because it was the exact place she needed to be at that particular time. She wanted a quiet, exotic place in the middle of nowhere. She was starting off a new phase of her life, with Hemingway behind her and a new adopted son to keep her company.
My current need is different: having become extremely familiar with the museums, roads, and especially the train tracks of Europe, I needed to see a place in the world that is completely different from all of that. Somewhere I couldn’t rely on my passable French or wear my favorite shoes everyday. As much as I love museums and art, I think I’ve seen enough in the past few years to last me for at least as many years into the future.
And so, instead of Picasso and Magritte and Berthe Morisot, I have seen the Agua Azul waterfalls, the beaches of Tulum, and the tiny, quiet town life of Troncones. In Nicaragua I have seen (and climbed [and boarded!]) the volcano Cerro Negro. I’ve spent a barefoot, sandy week on Little Corn Island. This week I hope to climb the ruins in Tikal to watch the run rise and swim in the clear pools at Semuc Champey in Guatemala. This is probably not impressive for most other travelers, but it’s a significant step for me. It’s a new corner of the world.
Although, I must say, I’ve never had to dig volcanic rock out of my arm after visiting the Musee D’Orsa
Jackietravels.com
Martha Gellhorn’s Mexico
In general the people are quieter than I thought they would be, at least in the small towns I’ve seen. One of my best friends is Mexican and I’ve heard stories of her epic family gatherings attended by dozens upon dozens of relatives, everyone eating and talking and drinking and dancing. She alone operates on her own volume scale. Everyone here, meanwhile, seems pretty busy and it definitely isn’t uneventful or unfriendly, but it certainly isn’t loud. Maybe it’s the humidity. Maybe I’m confusing a slower pace of life with a quieter one.
My favorite places have so far been Troncones Beach, where I spent a week this past November, and the little town of Palenque, known as the main stopping point for the Aqua Azul waterfalls a short ride away. Troncones is made up of “resorts” like the one at which I stayed – eco-friendly yoga retreats meant for meditation and relaxation. I expected expensive, tourist-trapping restaurants and markets but there was barely anything surrounding these half-dozen resorts, just a few dilapidated buildings that served as both houses and restaurants. On my third day there my friends and I ate at one of these little restaurants – a simple, cheap, and delicious meal of fresh fish tacos and ice cold Cokes.
This is really presumptuous of me but I don’t care – I like to think that maybe Martha liked Mexico so much not only because it was Mexico, but because it was the exact place she needed to be at that particular time. She wanted a quiet, exotic place in the middle of nowhere. She was starting off a new phase of her life, with Hemingway behind her and a new adopted son to keep her company.
My current need is different: having become extremely familiar with the museums, roads, and especially the train tracks of Europe, I needed to see a place in the world that is completely different from all of that. Somewhere I couldn’t rely on my passable French or wear my favorite shoes everyday. As much as I love museums and art, I think I’ve seen enough in the past few years to last me for at least as many years into the future.
And so, instead of Picasso and Magritte and Berthe Morisot, I have seen the Agua Azul waterfalls, the beaches of Tulum, and the tiny, quiet town life of Troncones. In Nicaragua I have seen (and climbed [and boarded!]) the volcano Cerro Negro. I’ve spent a barefoot, sandy week on Little Corn Island. This week I hope to climb the ruins in Tikal to watch the run rise and swim in the clear pools at Semuc Champey in Guatemala. This is probably not impressive for most other travelers, but it’s a significant step for me. It’s a new corner of the world.
Although, I must say, I’ve never had to dig volcanic rock out of my arm after visiting the Musee D’Orsa
Troncones - One of 4 super swell surf towns (even if you don't surf)
(From CNN Travel, February 1, 2013)
Big waves, lots of sun, fresh fish, chill beach bars. This is what we want in our surf towns and this is where we get it.
Who needs a job, anyway?
The recent video of Garret McNamara riding what could be a record-breaking wave has gotten brine-loving boarders the world over waxing up and paddling out.
In a vicarious show of camaraderie, and to keep office depression at bay while the rest of the world has fun, we got involved in the only way we can: writing about places we'd rather be.
These four surf towns landed on our latest list of destinations for their good mix of crowds, food, nightlife and, of course, surf breaks most of us wouldn't go near with a ten-foot board.
(The list included Montanita, Ecuador, Fernando de Noronha, Brazil, and Ericeira, Portugal, omitted here for space reasons. Read the original article in its entirety at travel.cnn.com/4-amazing-surf-towns
Andy Dufresne must have ended up here at some point.
Crowd: Longboarders, shortboarders, yoga retreaters and Ixtapa vacationers venturing beyond high-rise resortland.
Claim to fame: One of the best one-stop, nonstop surf zones on the North American coast. Quality year-round surf for all board types and levels.
Remember that final scene at the end of “The Shawshank Redemption,” when Morgan Freeman and Tim Robbins reunite on that gorgeously empty beach in that mysteriously exotic utopia called Zihuatanejo?
Well, things are a little different these days from that tranquil Hollywood image, but head about 45 minutes up the coast from Ixtapa/Zihuatanejo's international airport to sleepy Troncones (population 600) and you'll find a far less frenzied, three-mile stretch of surf-pounded golden sand that time has treated more gently.
A year-round surfing magnet loaded with consistently good beach and point breaks (including its best known pair of left-handers, La Saladita and The Ranch), Troncones and its neighboring village of Majahua is what every surf community south of Malibu wishes it was.
An ocean playground with the requisite seafood joints, sports bars and taco stands that welcomes every type and level of surfer, but manages to stay pretty low-key.
The biggest waves are in summer when most breaks close out over three meters (10 feet).
Troncones-based surfing outfitter, ISA Mexico offers week-long surf camps, walk-in lessons and everything in between, with equipment and video analysis included.
Big waves, lots of sun, fresh fish, chill beach bars. This is what we want in our surf towns and this is where we get it.
Who needs a job, anyway?
The recent video of Garret McNamara riding what could be a record-breaking wave has gotten brine-loving boarders the world over waxing up and paddling out.
In a vicarious show of camaraderie, and to keep office depression at bay while the rest of the world has fun, we got involved in the only way we can: writing about places we'd rather be.
These four surf towns landed on our latest list of destinations for their good mix of crowds, food, nightlife and, of course, surf breaks most of us wouldn't go near with a ten-foot board.
(The list included Montanita, Ecuador, Fernando de Noronha, Brazil, and Ericeira, Portugal, omitted here for space reasons. Read the original article in its entirety at travel.cnn.com/4-amazing-surf-towns
Troncones, Mexico
Andy Dufresne must have ended up here at some point.
Crowd: Longboarders, shortboarders, yoga retreaters and Ixtapa vacationers venturing beyond high-rise resortland.
Claim to fame: One of the best one-stop, nonstop surf zones on the North American coast. Quality year-round surf for all board types and levels.
Remember that final scene at the end of “The Shawshank Redemption,” when Morgan Freeman and Tim Robbins reunite on that gorgeously empty beach in that mysteriously exotic utopia called Zihuatanejo?
Well, things are a little different these days from that tranquil Hollywood image, but head about 45 minutes up the coast from Ixtapa/Zihuatanejo's international airport to sleepy Troncones (population 600) and you'll find a far less frenzied, three-mile stretch of surf-pounded golden sand that time has treated more gently.
A year-round surfing magnet loaded with consistently good beach and point breaks (including its best known pair of left-handers, La Saladita and The Ranch), Troncones and its neighboring village of Majahua is what every surf community south of Malibu wishes it was.
An ocean playground with the requisite seafood joints, sports bars and taco stands that welcomes every type and level of surfer, but manages to stay pretty low-key.
The biggest waves are in summer when most breaks close out over three meters (10 feet).
Troncones-based surfing outfitter, ISA Mexico offers week-long surf camps, walk-in lessons and everything in between, with equipment and video analysis included.
New Cafe in Troncones Offers Coffee, Juice and Treats
Cafe del Mar will soon be offering fresh
juices, along with organic locally grown coffee and desserts and treats,
many from the community. Fresh bread from Mahajua, Kaya's scrumptious
cupcakes, Russell's amazing banana bread, Cafe Sol goodies, as well as their very own flourless oatmeal cookies...
Travel Channel Recommends Troncones Beach As Their Daily Escape.
Guerrero, Mexico
Leave the urban bustle of the resort towns of Zihuatanejo and Ixtapa behind and drive about 25 minutes north to the village of Troncones, population of about 500. That doesn’t include the drivers of the beer and soft drink trucks that cruise the Pacific beaches waiting to serve thirsty surfers. A half dozen inns, a couple of intimate resorts and homes with private rooms and baths offer accommodations for visitors to the star of the show: a world-class beach hailed by more travel magazines than you knew existed.Caving In Troncones
There are great spelunking adventures to be had in the limestone cave system near Troncones and Majahua.
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