We spent last night enjoying the Coromuel winds of Baja for the first time. I gather that the winds are caused by the warm land air flowing over the cooler air over the water at night. It blew twenty knots all night long and our anchorage afforded little in the way of protection. I was sure Ouest would get seasick at some point during the night, but she rode it out and slept all night. Lowe never seems to care one way or another what is going on outside as long as it isn’t somebody stomping across his ceiling.

This morning we motored a few miles south to La Paz. As we were cruising along through the channel a couple of bottle-nosed dolphins swam slowly up to us and suddenly burst out of the water. We got three or four big jumps right alongside of us. We told Ouest that they were saying, “Hi, welcome to La Paz.” She said hi back. We’ve informed her in the past that barking dogs are just saying hi too. So now whenever a dog barks anywhere near her she says, “Hi. Hi.”

We’re spending a week or so here at Marina Palmira while my mom comes for a visit. Ouest is quite excited by the prospect of seeing Grammy and swimming in her hotel pool all day long.

In Mazatlan there was a Spindrift up on the hard in the yard there. Now today we’re three slips away from another one. We’ve now seen five Spindrifts, which to me is just incredible. How many of these boats were made anyway? We saw one other Wildcat on our first sailing adventure, and have never seen another since.