Every time we think we’ve had our worst night ever we top it soon after. Last night started off badly enough with the huge swell rolling us all over the place. Then came darkness and lightning all around. We’d barely gotten to sleep when things got out of hand. A … Read More
No Shore Leave
Day two of the passage was uneventful. Light winds, motorsailing, and making good time in slight seas. Ouest went to bed last night with her two “Pookie” books. That’s the name of the character. After we read them she insisted that she hold onto them as she fell asleep. So … Read More
Floating Home
Seems a little strange to be heading out to cross the Sea at the same time a hurricane is whipping things around down in Acapulco. But we set out this morning nonetheless. Spent the day motoring in either very light winds or moderately strong winds right on the nose. This … Read More
A Good Toddler
We’ve been in preparation mode the past couple of days. There’s always a list of things to get done before any passage, even a simple two night crossing. Laundry is always high on our list. Groceries are a must. And we can never leave anywhere without adding a bit to … Read More
Lowe 10-Months, Ouest 30-Months
Nice even numbers this month. Ouest turns two and a half and Lowe comes in at ten months. Time is in full acceleration mode now. It seems nothing can slow it down. Which I suppose is simply a Law of Nature. Lowe is cruising right along. He’s a lean mean … Read More
Fancy in La Paz
Just sort of taking it easy around La Paz the past couple of days. The boat is washed, the water is full, the propane is filled up, a few loads of laundry are done, and we’re learning our way around this part of town. We really like this marina. Marina … Read More
Perfect Bay
I don’t know what is going on the past couple of days, but we just can not seem to get the weather we’ve been expecting. We woke up to calm this morning, motored out in four knots, rounded the point into twelve knots, continued barreling headlong into twenty knots, and … Read More
Rolling, rolling, rolling
That was easily our worst anchorage to date. Rolling, rolling, rolling, all night long. Sun up, flat. We left first thing in the morning with the promise of just five knots of wind on the nose. Two hours later we were plunging headlong into twenty-five knots. Not sure what the … Read More