Upon checking out some other sailing blogs, I’ve discovered lots of cruisers start their blog with who the crew are, how many on board and other official info. I’m not gonna! I mean, it’s just me, Bernie and dos gatitas. Any visitors are such high excitement you’ll know about it all right. And if either gatita went missing you’d hear the wails from New Zealand!
We’re currently motoring from Bahía Santa Inés to Puerto Viejo on the south end of San Marcos Island. We set out under sail but lost wind not long in unfortunately. I made cerviche for lunch out of the trigger fish I got yesterday. Its a good feeling, getting some of the food. Las gatitas thought they should share it! They love they whole fish process, especially watching Bernie fillet them, cos they get snacks and the skin to chew!
28th May: Last night as we sat on deck having sundowners, the panga we’d seen over beneath the cliffs chugged slowly and erratically towards us! In it, it transpired, were a bunch of local fishermen drinking tecate beer, who’d been diving for clams! They had loads and asked if we’d like some. We nodded eagerly, as our last experience with fresh chocolate clams was great. They refused to charge us so we gratefully accepted the container they handed us! I transferred them into a bucket of water for the night. This morning I made a clam pasta dish with half of them and we’ve had it for lunch. So good!
We saw the Blood moon rise last night, in its full eclipse. It was stunning. The most amazing moonrise I’ve seen. We’d had one of my latest muffins batch each, which improved the experience! Quite other worldly.
I forgot to mention, when we were snorkeling in San Juanico, we saw a huge moray eel. We think it was a Panamic Green Moray. They grow to 1.5m and the one we saw was easily that big. It wasn’t aggressive to us as we didn’t have any catch on us and were about 2m above it.
This afternoon we took the dingy around to the little mining town here, in the hopes of some tomatoes and maybe alcohol! But they’re still not letting anyone ashore. Bummer. So the last tomato went into fresh made guacamole. Down to canned toms! I’ve still got onions, potatoes and Kumaras, plus a couple of Jicama left. And butter, cheese and eggs!
Sunday 30th May: Bernie has been busy today doing small maintenance jobs. I’ve made an Asian dish with the clams he dived for yesterday and more muffins, ginger ones this time. We both went snorkeling for clams yesterday but I freaked out at the huge numbers of rays around. There were dozens of them in the shallows. And I’m no good at free diving deep. So Bernie got the clams! I was safety number in the dinghy.
June 1st 2021: Nearly half way through the year. Astonishing! Yesterday we sailed from Puerto Viejo to San Bruno, a tiny village associated with the mining outfit on the Baja. We hoped to get some groceries. Bernie stayed on Momo and I went to investigate. There were two pretty good little supermarkets but I didn’t take enough money. It was way more expensive than most places. Still I got fresh stuff, a little juice and some beer. It was dammed hot carrying it back!
Then we sailed towards Sweet Pea Bay, arriving late afternoon. With the bay to ourselves we had a cold beer and then a swim to cool off, before another sundowner and food! It was a gorgeous evening.
This morning, after Kim tacos for breakfast (scrambled eggs, grated cheese and guacamole hot sauce tacos, recipe thanks to Kim!) we went fishing. I got the only fish, a trigger fish. But it was lovely snorkeling with beautiful red anenomes. I’ll have to take my camera. I did shoot a huge hogfish but two of the most enormous moray eels claimed it and I wasn’t arguing. Scared the life out of me! I’d seen another huge moray earlier just as I’d been about to pull the trigger on a big trigger fish! The sight of its jaws in close proximity was enough to stay my hand! But the second two were massive, at least a foot thick in the body. Just no! I’ll try and find them tomorrow to get photos. Maybe….
4th June: Two days ago some friends showed up in their ketch, Falkor. We met them in Loreto after I rescued their young daughter, MJ, who’d got blown a bit far on her paddle board. She was OK but I towed her back in the dinghy and met Sherrie and Patrick, her parents, and her brother, Kai. Their yacht is named after a book character by the same author who wrote Momo. Patrick is German and Sherrie is Canadian so lots in common! Neat family. We’ve had drinks and dinner on each others yachts now. Tomorrow I’m teaching Patrick to spear fish! Bit like theatre….see one, do one, teach one!
We’ve had some good fishing and I’ve snorkeled with my camera just for the joy of our surroundings. The sea life is fabulous. Gee, I might have mentioned that before!