What a day. It started off innocently enough. We spent the morning on the beach and then hopped in the bus for a quick 40 mile drive to San Blas. About a mile from San Blas the engine started making a weird ticking noise. I thought maybe it was a … Read More
San Blas Bugs
We burned some gas yesterday, for the first time since New Year’s Eve. Mazatlan has really begun to feel like a home base to us over the past couple of years—becoming one of the few places we can spend more than a week at a time in without becoming anxious. … 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
Orange Scissors
We loaded up the crew, grabbed all the dirty laundry we could carry, and headed back to town today. Apparently it’s Easter week, Semana Santa, and things around here are hopping to say the least. There are thousands of Mexicans on the beaches and I have yet to see another … Read More
Mahhhhhngo
Yesterday I made a couple of runs in to town for diesel. Gauging our fuel consumption is proving impossible for me for two reasons. Number one is that I can’t fill up the starboard tank fully because there is a hole in the top of the tank and if I … Read More
Trip to Town
We went in to town today with a short list of things to do. A small load of laundry with nothing but kids clothes and pajamas. Milk. A few gallons of diesel. Lunner. We also wanted to stop by the marina to see about going in and getting fuel. The … Read More
Will Need Showers
A day at the beach with friends, loads of locals, a decent fish shack with cold beer, and more fine sand than two parents of young children could ever have imagined. While Ouest practiced somersaults on the beach, Lowe practiced shoving fists full of sand into his mouth.
Moving. Moving. Moving.
When we left Vallarta a few days ago we figured we’d spend four days in Yelapa, a few in La Cruz, and on like that up the coast. Instead we’ve been pushed along by this relentless south swell that is producing some epic surf on a few breaks and also … Read More