The other day the boat smelled like dead fish/sulfur/crappy blocked up head. Being as we’re in a marina amidst a fishing fleet we leaned towards dead fish. The next morning the smell was still there, and when I went up on deck it wasn’t. I had to admit the smell … Read More
Playing in the Smelting Plant
We had Chinese food yesterday because we had a hankering for some Lo Mein and spring rolls. Rule #1, when you enter a Chinese restaurant, if the person taking your order is not Chinese, leave. We didn’t follow the rules, therefore Ali spent the night throwing up spring rolls from … Read More
Breeding Paparazzi
Probably one of the greatest parts of being a parent has to be having these amazing little people want to be just like you. We were out on deck today, playing, taking pictures, whatever, when Lowe suddenly tore off and ran back inside. He reemerged a minute later with his … Read More
Anchors and Hot Dogs
The other day when we lifted the anchor right before dark for the overnight sail to Santa Rosalia we saw just how lucky we were that we left when we did. The anchor was just barely hanging onto the chain thanks to a missing pin on the swivel shackle. Again, … Read More
Bumfuzzle Audiobook
I know a lot of you listened to Live on the Margin instead of reading it. And you probably thought, “Wow, that Nick O’Kelly sure has one smooth voice.” Admit it. Well he went ahead and did me a solid by voicing Bumfuzzle – Just Out Looking for Pirates. If you like listening … Read More
What Day Is It?
Yesterday we tried calling my mom to wish her a happy birthday. The kids were all excited, she answered Skype, the kids squealed, and that was it—our internet connection couldn’t pull it off. We reluctantly gave up and sent her birthday e-mails instead. This morning Ali noticed that yesterday was … Read More
Walking the Waterfront
The Santa Rosalia malécon. I’m loving this town and having a hard time figuring out why no other cruisers have shown up. The marina is empty despite the fact that 9 out of 10 Sea of Cortez cruisers are hauling out or leaving their boats in San Carlos—just seventy-five miles … Read More
Trick Feet, Sick Feet
This morning we walked up the hill planning to have breakfast at the hotel we stayed in a few years back while passing through town. The homes up here are clearly where the officers of the mining company lived a hundred years ago—well spaced, large, and located where they might … Read More
Around Town
This is how we spent the day in Santa Rosalia—a town quickly becoming a Bumfuzzle favorite.
Santa Rosalia Cooling
“We’re not talking just to hear ourselves talk.” I kid you not, I said that today. I could almost see my dad’s bushy black mustache moving up and down in the reflection of Ouest’s eyes. Seriously though, how do kids just listen to what you say and then turn their … Read More