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We will sorely miss Wendy and Wayne, their company was treasured. We learnt lots from them and enjoyed the entertainment.
Away from the marina we went……. Traveling in weather to date the worst since leaving Vancouver. We had heard that the winds would be 15 knots from the south which would give us a nice push. Actual fact we had 30 – 35 knot winds on the nose, north winds causing 10 – 15 foot seas for a short time. It’s not dangerous just uncomfortable. We lost our tarp and hatch cloth cover. Ken had to go tie a rope around the anchor to stop it from coming off its holder. A bungee cord just would not work. All the time I’m praying a 15’ wave wouldn’t come and knock him off the boat. Practicing man overboard in those type of seas are not something I really want to attempt.
Even under these conditions we fished. Ken was rewarded with his first Dorado. The Dorado is a beautiful fish in the water. They are blue, green, yellow coloured with dots along it. As soon as it is out of the water it starts to lose its brilliant colours. They taste wonderful.
When we were planning this adventure many years ago we were dreaming of sunny days, warm nights, white sandy beaches with us snorkeling and swimming in the warm crystal clear waters. Well we have fulfilled that dream.
We arrived at Punta Los Frailes and we’re the 2nd boat here. Julie and Mike from Crystalys left a day ahead of us and will remain here for about a week with us. We hid behind Punta Los Frailes to stop the wind from hitting us. It worked well. The following day the anchorage filled with more boats complaining about the sea conditions.
We finally did our first dinghy landing in the surf and the dinghy wheels worked like they were suppose to.
Ken, Mike and Julie went snorkeling along the large rock and coral. Ken said it was like being inside your own private aquarium. The fish would come right up to his hands. Mike and Julie swam along side 2 sea turtles. I on the other hand played in the surf. I don’t think there was an orifice I did not get sand in. The back deck of the boat looked like a gravel pit when I took my bathing suit off.
We walked the mile long beach and looked at the existence of the Mexican people. Concrete shacks. Then we observed the opulence of the Americans, Canadians and Europeans homes. Most of these fancy, large homes used for a very limited time a year.
We are now swimming in the water and enjoying the weather. This is what we miss being Canadian boaters.
After 4 days the boats that have been on our daily SSB net began to arrive. Many were just names until now. Many left Canada at the same time as us. It looks like we will all be in La Paz for Christmas.
We continued to Ensenada de los Muertos (Cove of the Dead). The Canadian boaters all got together and went in for dinner. We spent just the one night here. We have reached far enough up the Sea of Cortes that the swells of the ocean have subsided. This allows us to land the dinghy without the surf.
The next morning the flotilla of boats continued up the sea. We had a wonderful day in the flat calm seas. We are the only powerboat amongst this group. We have to keep reminding them that they too are powerboats 90 % of the time as they have no wind.
We have arrived in La Paz and plan to spend the month in this area checking out many coves and awaiting Alanna for Christmas.