To be honest I’ve completely lost the thread of our conversation. A combination of living in the tropic, sailing away and margaritas will do that to a person.
YAHOO! And a brass band played, if only in my head, upon our triumphant and safe arrival in.
La Cruz Marina in Bandarus Bay, P..V. this morning. It feels good, as an interim goal achieved following a two-year old vision, and after motor-sailing through a lovely, if windless night.
Several days ago, we watched for a weather window from Los Muertos — along with about 6 other vessels. We had a final communal meal and feasted on fresh fish caught that morning, and talked weather. Some elected to delay, one left ahead of us. The wx in the Sea of Cortes is only partially predictable. and if you are wrong you will be punished. I think we made a good bet on our departure. The shortest crossing would have been to Mazatlan, but the swells made that direction impossibly bone-jarring.. Eight-foot swells rule! So we turned southward toward San Blas for a longer trip but a more tolerable ride. The first day/night the winds were consistent at 15-20 kn apparent with no lulls and no gusts. We ran at 7 knots on a broad reach with full mizzen and full genoa, and didn’t touch sail trim or helm for over 24 hours. The second day/night the winds and seas abated to 10-15 kn apparent, so we added a reefed mainsail to the inventory to keep our speed up. The choice worked perfectly, and RD was happy. Again I’ve never seen such consistency in winds, and we didn’t trim again for 24 hours. Lisa, unfortunately was seasick, and down for the count. She slept the entire crossing and Jim and I pulled her watches by shifting from 2-to three hours per shift.
We arrived off Isla Isabella on the third morning. We were exhausted, but Lisa recovered, and who could miss a chance in a lifetime to see Mexico’s version of the Galapagos Islands, so we got a second wind, anchored off and had a visit and hike that did not disappoint! Thousands of frigate birds filled the skies, and everywhere you pointed a camera you got a prize-winning shot. See Jim Cody’s photos at:
Yesterday we anchored off of San Blas and went on a “jungle tour”. Sounds commercial I know, but it felt like riding up the source of the Amazon — another eye-opening day of something I never expected to see. See Jim Cody’s photos at:
Now to rest for awhile and review, and maybe participate in a couple of post Ha-Ha events? And host visitors on RD for Christmas and New Years. Everything beyond that is over the horizon. Not withstanding a few conflicts and time needed to adjust to one another, this whole trip has been a rather large miracle for captain and crew.