Friday, October 24, 2014


When it comes to travel reviews, TripAdvisor is definitely become the place to go to see what real travelers have to say and get the real "low down" on what a hotel is really like.  If you haven't checked out Casa Viva's  reviews on TripAdvisor, now's the time. We just got a great review from a lovely family visiting us with their small children. The review is entitled "Paradise."

Casa Viva is great for families and for couples but especially great for large groups, multi-generational family visits or reunions.

Please read the reviews, come visit and right your own review.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

More than a fresh coat of paint...

The Casa Viva pool deck is under construction (see photo). We completely replaced the deck on the pool with a beautiful deck made from local wood called Guapinol (known as Stinky Toe as well). This is a beautiful hard redwood. The deck still has an expanded area for am yoga, pm beer and sunset viewing. This deck is all one level, making it easier to navigate on a dark night. The pool deck is part of a larger project of upgrading the Palapas (thatched roof) on the Round and Square Casitas, upgrading the floor in the guest area of the Round Casita, improvements to the laundry area and many more little details. You might not notice these details but we do, all part of our investment in keeping Casa Viva, now going on 15 years, still looking like it is brand new to your our guests.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

No Tiene Madre

Elvira, Casa Viva's Cook and "mom", makes the best Salsa Verde ever.  I've tried to replicated it but it never comes out as good. She must make it with a special ingredient that she doesn't reveal, either that, or she makes it with love.

Come and try her green sauce, salsa verde, porque la salsa de Elvira, "no tiene madre!"

Donate Your Used Reading Glasses!

Chippewa Falls families offer hundreds in Mexico better sight through donation

Article: Every winter, John Lausen and his wife, Ruth Anne Gilbertson escape the icy grip of old man winter in Chippewa Falls for the warm embrace of Mexico’s west coast in a town called Troncones.
“We're about 100 yards away from the ocean, that's always a nice attraction and the beach is right there,” Lauson said.
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We encourage you to do the same as John and Ruth, not just with glasses but with other needed items from barely used children shoes to unused laptops you have lying around the house.  

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Casa Viva Looking Better Than Ever. Come Join Us! Photo Courtesy of Karla Nahmmacher.

Saturday, September 14, 2013


Outside Magazine


Troncones and La Saladita, Mexico
Surfing Troncones

Surfing Troncones Photo: csp via Shutterstock

Troncones, a sleepy surf town 40 minutes north of the Zihuatanejo airport, sports an un-crowded intermediate spot called Troncones Point, which can be huge in the summer when it catches the southern swell, but is moderate and consistent later in the fall. Twenty minutes further north is La Saladita, a very long left, perfect for longboards, with a great beach for sitting under a palapa with a cold beer.
WHEN TO GO: Waves taper in size the closer you get to winter. Breaks are more crowded and accommodations harder to come by around U.S. Holidays.
ROUTE: Rent a car at the airport (ZIH) as there’s little in the way of lodging and dining at La Saladita.
SUNDOWNER: Café Sol is a safe bet even for those with less adventuresome intestinal tracts. The wood-oven pizza is top-notch, and the Pacifico in bottles a perfect chaser.

Friday, May 10, 2013

Troncones Mentioned in nice article in NY Times Travel Section

In Mexico, Where the Waves Still Win

The author’s son Jeb, 14, on a boogie board in Troncones, Mexico. More Photos »

Planning a return trip to my favorite beach in the world, I was almost as apprehensive as I was excited. The last time I visited Troncones — a town of some 600 people pushed up against the Sierra Madre del Sur mountains on the Pacific coast of Mexico — was five years earlier. At the time, we’d been living in San Miguel de Allende, and we occasionally drove down with our two sons and two dogs. My husband — an avowed “non-beach guy” — and I had come to love this village of farmers and fishermen for its rawness, its drowsy authenticity.