Sunday, November 25, 2018

Making Tracks South

Pip super excited about her beach romp..... Luckily she comes with a handhold.

Since we last left, we pulled into San Quintin to wait out some heavy wind further down the coast.  Other than being in a wind hole allowing us to endure 10 - 15 kts instead of 35-40 kts, the surf was really too big to attempt to go ashore.  So we fished (to later enjoy smoked mackerel) and played games aboard while listening to the pounding surf and dune buggies/motorcycles zipping along the beach.

Sunset at San Quitin....  just NICE......

After a day and a half, the wind mostly blew itself out and we headed off to make tracks South for an overnight to Turtle Bay. 

Happy with our at sea visitors...

When we arrived folks were sharing dramatic wind stories and we were happy not to have any to share.  We also bumped into some friends again who we met earlier in Ensenada.  Beyond being super nice and fun and interesting, they have 2 dogs who decided we weren't too bad to hang with.  Awesome - got to get the doggie feels.  And also awesome to get to know cruising friends better, Brad and Sonni and Mac and Pip.  Check them out :

 Beautiful Pip...

Mac couldn't understand me taking a photo instead of just throwing the stick...

We spent a day or so walking around Turtle Bay, exploring the town.

Interesting Comparison:  Both of the below photos were taken on the main street facing the same direction (see the mountains for reference in the background.  Unfortunately, I wasn't on the same spot in the street)  First from 2006, and then the second from 2018....

From 2006:

From 2018:

Other town photos :

We did chores, such as getting rid of our two-week old stinky trash.

This sweet muffin enticed us to come over to say high and expressed his thanks for the attention with hand licks and the ever so gentle weight of his big head in my hand (~swoon~).  Much to the laughter of his neighbors.

Folks were talking about visiting Bahia Ascension....  Since the wind was going to be very light over the next couple of days and it was on the way to Mag Bay, we decided to check out the town.  S/v Luego had gone a day earlier and stocked up on some yummy streetside carnitas which is only served on a weekend.   Since we arrived Sunday around dinner time - we nailed the timing thing and got to enjoy carnitas and some of our fresh sushi for dinner (we pulled in our first Dorado)

The next day, we wandered around town and caught up on some shopping.  Ascension is all about the flour tortilla....  First time I recall seeing flour tortillas as the main option here.  These flour tortillas reached out and pulled us in....  YUM....  We were eating them out the door.

Soon, the wind was up and we set out for another overnight to Bahia Santa Maria.   Since we wanted to fish again, we offloaded most of our Dorado catch to s/v Luego.  Good thing, within the first hour we were pulling in our second Dorado.

It took a couple hours for the wind to fill in, but eventually, it did, then the next 26 or so hours had us sailing along nicely.  In the morning, Greg decided to check the rudder connections for the autopilot because he thought he heard a weird noise.  Good thing, because the bolts were starting to work their way out....  so, we had a little at sea repair while we hove to (a way of stopping the boat for those non sailors).

Before dark, we pulled into Bahia Santa Maria where we found - yep, you guessed it, some new cruiser friends.  Some folks we had met in Turtle Bay and some others that we've heard about through a mutual friend in Berkeley.

On the way in, we were reminded the next day was Thanksgiving.  So, when Jessie of S/v Sabbatical came rowing over when we pulled in, we suggested a Thanksgiving potluck on their boat (they have a catamaran).  She checked with everyone when she returned and the potluck was on.  Love these impromptu gatherings.....

After relaxing the following day, we headed out to make our entrance into Magdalena Bay.  The guidebooks say to be aware of currents when entering, so we wanted to be close to slack when we entered.

That's the entrance from sea.  Between the Dark closer point and the light colored more distant point.

We were trying for about a .4 knt ebb (that was the soonest we could make it) and although we arrived as planned, we had a 2 knot current against us.  Other than that, it was uneventful and we pushed through the opening, then spent the next couple of hours tacking back in the direction we just came from to the protected anchorage at Man of War Cove.

Until....  BAM!!! POW!!!!  and the Genoa starts flogging and coming down.....  Quick assessment and we realize the halyard attachment point for the Genoa exploded.  So....  more repairs at sea, but this time we are just outside the anchorage so it can wait.

We got in, put the dinghy in the water with high hopes of dinner ashore but returned after a walk around the small town in which we learned not only was the restaurant closed, the tienda was out of food.  No worries, we had food aboard and only wanted to freshen up veggies, we still have long-lasting varieties to last us a few days.

Puerto Magdalena

Boat repairs in exotic locations.

The next morning, we rose before the sun to start getting the Genoa hoisted again.  This involved Greg going up the mast to fetch the halyard, then raising the genoa back on its track.  By 7am, we had finished and we pulled anchor to ride the flood into the mangroves.  The forecast for Monday and Tuesday is for light winds, perfect for exploring the mangroves.

Couldn't resist a quick trip ashore after arrival.

This is one of the most beautiful places we've anchored...  the mix of the sand dunes/mangroves.flat water is stunning.  Can't wait to see more of it.

Saturday, November 24, 2018

Apology to Casper

First off, Casper is our wind Generator.  He recharges our batteries when the wind blows.

Readers of our blog might remember a story in which I mentioned a number of installation troubles we were having with Casper.  They got sorted out eventually after a couple replacement parts and controllers (one experience on the way from the Channel Islands to the mainland which resulted in a panic search for where the smoke was coming from).  Ok, with this history, I guess I expected payoff..... as in a decent contribution to our battery bank.  So far it seems that Casper had been loafing around and spinning, but not really contributing. 

So when folks would ask me about him, I would speak my mind which wasn't too favorable toward Casper being a valuable member of the Pura Vida Crew. 

This has now changed.  Some sort of weather system has been blowing through over the past week and the wind has been honking (as Don on Summer Wind used to say).  It's also been cloudy.  But Casper...  He's kept our batteries topped up Day and night.  Literally, we wake to topped off batteries as if we were plugged in.  It's glorious.

You see, power is REALLY REALLY important out here.  Being away from dockside shorepower, it's that power in the batteries that keep all the things we're used to going: autopilot, chart plotter, sat phone, cell phones, laptops, Kindles, cameras, headsets, air compressor, and when we are feeling really lazy, the microwave.  I'm sure everyone has their list of power hogs aboard.  We try to ditch them, but they keep worming their way into our lives as necessities - or really desirables.

So, Casper, I'm sorry - I will update personally those who I have spoken ill of you to - you are a valuable Team Pura Vida member.

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

PV Tales: A tale of 3 Melissa's

Here we are anchored in Isla San Martin......

Our friends s/v Blue Heron suggested we stop here because it was such a neat place and they were here as well, having a great time...... we happened to be on the way to an anchorage a little past it, so we did a pass by and yep, it seemed great, so we pulled in.  Now the woman aboard Blue Heron is also named Melissa.

Shortly after, we noticed another boat pulled in and dropped the hook - that makes 4 boats.....  And 9 cruisers in this little volcano island.

On a trip to shore, while talking to a guy in the fishing camp (where folks come to work for a week or two, then return home to visit their families), we met the folks on the new boat - two guys and a woman named Melissa.....

There's a pretty good chance there are no women currently working at the fishing camp, as most women are at home in these men's hometown with the kids.  So, on this tiny island off of Mexico, there are 3 women and they are all named Melissa.....

What are the odds? (that's not a real question for all the smartass people I know.....)

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Baja Coast - Yes, Mexico

Hard to believe, but I'm writing this while at anchor in our latest favorite anchorage.  There are folks here fishing lobster, sheepshead and other fish, and harvesting seaweed.  And they have wifi ashore which we can reach from our boat.

While talking to Sergio, one of the fishermen on the island, we learned that the fish they catch here are being delivered alive to Chinatown in the Bay Area.....  Oakland is one of the locations with a contract.  I find this funny since I used to work there.  

Oh, the island, Isla San Martin - just north of Bahia San Quintin.  It's a tiny extinct volcano with a little temporary fishing camp.

We left San Diego a week and a day ago for an overnight to Ensenada where we got to have all sorts of fun adventures.  From a cheese and strawberry ice cream (YUM!) to a Seafood Tostada from a street cart, to meandering through Mercado Los Globos to refresh our spices, to a $2 showing of Bohemian Rhapsody.  We had a great time but wanted to move on.  So Thursday, we headed out of the marina and have been stopping at a different anchorage each night.  

Santa Tomas is pictured above.  To get in, we needed to weave through stalks of seaweed.  The water clarity was amazing and we could just make out the bottom about 30 feet below - it was spectacular.
Because we went to sleep at an embarrassingly early time (7pm), we were up early and I was reminded of the many mornings Matey used to get me up while down here last time.  I had completely forgotten how stunning the light can be with the desert terrain and mirror water to reflect the beautiful light around.  

Last night we were at Cabo Colonet which is shaped like a nose, we anchored in the nostril area.  The cliffs along the show had what looked like carvings.

Today we were enroute to San Quinntin when a friend of ours saw we had left Ensenada and sent us a note about Isla San Martin which where they were.  It's easy to overlook, but they were loving it.....  Since it was on the way to San Quintin, we decided to check it out on the way - and are staying a couple of nights.

Tomorrow we'll get in some exploring, and tonight we'll sleep well - but we've been sleeping well every night.

Buzz our dinghy ashore looking out to the anchorage.

A camp for a fisherman on Isla San Martin at sunset.

Pura Vida at anchor.

PV Tales: Spam? Glad i took that call

The other morning, I was getting paperwork together for the marina in Ensenada for when we check in to Mexico and the phone rings with a number I don't recognize.

Usually, my behavior for this is .... voicemail you go.....  Thankfully I answered (it was Greg's phone by the way).

A man identifies himself as Sgt Peabody (made it up) with the coast guard and he was looking for Greg.....  After I said, he was right here, then start to hand the phone over, he informs us that our EPRIB went off......

HUH?!?!......  I'm sitting right next to it mounted on the wall.....  immediately I worry I accidentally triggered something (thank you Catholic upbringing guilt).

As Greg talks to him, I collect our little location devices that are in our lifejackets in case they malfunctioned.

After some MMSI checking and some location checking (after a second coast guard station called us), we finally figured out this was our old EPIRB that we "disposed" of a few months ago.

Thanks to the Berkeley marina dumpster recycling program, our old EPIRB was now being played with by some no gooders back in Berkeley.

We apologized for just tossing the old dated unit and not deauthorizing it......

Saturday, November 3, 2018

PV Tales: What's that noise

Last night, we were swinging at anchor.  We were down below, fixing dinner - or maybe ice cream :-)  it was dark.

We hear a huge racket outside.....Not huge alarming, but huge, what in the world is that?

San Diego isn't the quietest place, as we are snuggled beside the airport next to a coast guard base, across from a Navy base.  Both the Coastguard and Navy love their helicopters......  It's almost constant - sounds like there is some secret mission about training large hornets.  At least I can assure you, they are excellent at hovering if practice means anything.

Back to the story - a racket outside, Greg guests something with the Navy while I poke my head out....

Would you believe, just outside the cruiser anchorage is a container ship dropping anchor.  Still moving forward, releases his pile of anchor and chain, then I guess sets it as the anchor stops him and his stern swings around.

The things you see at sea :-)