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.