There is no good beach here in Puerto Escondido so today we dinghied out about a mile south to see what we could find. What we found was a shallow, rocky, seaweed covered expanse. So thick with seaweed that we had to shut down the motor and row to shore. … Read More
Playing Mailman
Ouest and I have been playing Mailman lately. I’m the mailman and I make deliveries to her. Before I give her the mail I say, “Special delivery for Ouest. Oh, hello, who are you?” Reaching out for her stack of cards she blurts out, “O-U-E-S-T. Ouest Lill Schulte. Forty-three pounds. … Read More
No More Water
Last night we heard the noise that cruisers without watermakers dread—the long-cycling water pump—signaling we’d reached the bottom of the tank. A day or two earlier than expected, but not a big deal. We returned to Puerto Escondido, filled the tanks, grabbed a mooring ball, went to shore for ice … Read More
Lowe 21-Months, Ouest 41-Months
Another month zips past. Ouest’s Spanish is improving greatly. She knows dozens of words and is using them pretty regularly. And of course her swimming continues to improve daily. She is to the point now that we let her go out swimming to the deep stuff by herself. We watch … Read More
Get Off Your Boat
Puerto Ballandra, Baja California Sur, Mexico. There are about ten boats here in the bay at the moment which has us scratching our heads because we never see anybody else go ashore. In the last two days we’ve seen one guy. We’re trying to remember if we sat around on … Read More
Pink Butterfly
I wrote a big long post about why I don’t like Puerto Escondido and then deleted it. Why waste a thousand words when one word sums the place up—lame. Cold showers, horrible internet, absolutely nothing to do, no beach, and a forty dollar round-trip taxi trip to town. Actually Puerto … Read More
Puerto Escondido
Our first couple of nights after leaving La Paz we had strong coromuel winds, but after getting just another twenty miles or so north the nights have been silent. No swell—the beauty of the east coast of Baja—and not a ripple on the water. You can’t sleep better than that. … Read More
You’re Welcome Here, Now Leave
We moved on up to Bahia Candeleros today where we had promised the kids the most awesome kid pool ever. Silly stupid parents—never promise anything to kids. After anchoring the dinghy in the shallows we waded ashore in front of the all-inclusive resort that had welcomed all cruisers with open … Read More