16/06/2026
The legend says:
At the end of each season, before the cold and the northwestern winds made diving maneuvers impossible, the fishermen used to take out one last pearl “for the Virgin.” On one occasion, a diver was about to jump into the sea for the last time when someone, noticing the attempt, shouted at him:
—Don’t dive anymore. We already have the Virgin’s pearl.
The fisherman, with irony, made a gesture of disdain and replied mockingly:
—I’m not going for the Virgin’s pearl, I’m going to look for one for the Devil.
And he plunged into the water.
Satan took him at his word, and the fisherman never resurfaced, nor did the waters give back his body. The place is now taboo, and no one goes there to look for pearls. Those who have done so have found at the bottom the ghost of the blasphemous diver, who has grown an enormous head of hair and a long beard. He looks alive, and in his hands he holds a huge mother-of-pearl shell.
It’s the Devil’s pearl, they say; and since the ghost has long hair, he has been given the name “El Mechudo”. www.mechudotours.com
