Where are we now?

We quite enjoyed Agua Verde with its grazing cattle and goats, but it was time to move on. It is hard to believe that 50 plus families can live without electricity. They have a life of hard work that has been passed down for many generations.

Sunset at Agua Verde

Population is sparse in this area as there is little in the way of services.
Our last night there would be quite a treat. A couple on the sail boat Oh Baby from Canada came over to visit. They brought with them chocolate cake as it was Elizabeth’s birthday. They had left Panama and took 45 days to travel to Puerto Vallarta where they had new sails put on their boat. They then travelled 10 days to get up here into the Sea of Cortez. As he said twitchy knowing it was now Hurricane season.
It turned out he was born in Newfoundland, she in Sweden. Terry had been in the Canadian Armed forces as a jet fighter mechanic. He was given the golden handshake in 1993 when the Liberal government decided to decrease the numbers in our forces. He then went to the Middle East where he worked for the armed forces there as a mechanic. In 1999 he left Canada and has been sailing ever since. We gained lots of important information in regards to traveling in Central America. His Newfie accent is still as strong as if he had just left the rock. Later they drove their dinghy to the shore. Terry had bought fireworks in Panama and put on a wonderful show for Elizabeth’s birthday.
Under calm clear skies we departed for our next anchorage. Mano de Dios ( God’s Hand).
As you may remember a year ago while circumnavigating Vancouver Island, we stayed at an anchorage called God’s Pocket. Later we recoined the anchorage Hell’s Hole. We had had a cold, windy and very wet night where we had dragged anchor. We were surrounded by crab pots, worried we would snag one around our prop.
This time it was a hot, clear, calm night. No dragging. However we feel that it takes a lot of imagination to see the hand of God in the side of the mountain as is reported. Much like the Virgin Mary in a piece of toast! I am not being sac religious but sometimes I wonder about such visual claims.
The following night we anchored in Bahia Candeleros just a short hop from Puerto Escondito. They are building a hotel resort in this bay and with the new developments with the lack of tourists I hope all goes well for them.
Puerto Escondito is a Hurricane Hole. There is a marina that holds maybe 9 boats and hundreds of mooring buoys. One can anchor here as well. There is a swimming pool, restaurant, store and lots of road to walk the legs off. A pleasant break. We will stock up and get ready for the next phase of the trip.

Do you see the hand?