My watch said 0430. A pair of roosters were doing their morning wake up call, which probably explains why I’m aware of the time. In my mind, the last two weeks are a blur, but I know that this day before Christmas is going to be a great one. I laid back down, secure in knowing that we were tied to a dock – the first one since Ensenada, what, two weeks ago? This Marina, Puerto San Jose, about 20 miles from Cabo San Lucas is grossly overpriced, but the shower last night – also the first since Ensenada – was almost worth it.
The first order of business today is to get online, Skype (phone) our daughters and write something interesting for this blog and check the weather. Then, we’ll take a taxi to town for groceries and find a nice place for dinner – I promised.
At 0900 I’ve been trying to get online for three hours, but nothing I do is working. (we found out later that we had been given a wrong password) Now I pack the laptop up to the Marina office, about a 15 minute fast walk, to see if they can help . They let me plug in to their modem, and joy to the world, the thing is working! I called the girls and left messages on both their phones, wrote a quick update to the blog so you folks wouldn’t worry, and handled our e-mail. On to the weather site. Uh Oh. “Honey, look at this. Unless we want to stay here for three or four more days, we’ll have to sail for La Paz tonight or early tomorrow in order to avoid a storm on Saturday.”
It’s now 1630 Christmas day, about 80 degrees, the sea is pretty calm, we’re motorsailing at about 5 knots with about 85 miles left to go. We sailed out of the marina at 0500 this AM and will reach La Paz sometime tomorrow, God willing. I ended up grilling hamburgers last night and Claudia is now making us some fine spaghetti with the extra ground beef. And so it goes. It just doesn’t get any better than this.
In the middle of dinner, the radar decides to stop working. Not good, as on this moonless night we will be threading our way between rugged coastline and volcanic islands with far reaching and shallow reefs. Oh Boy! As the charts, and therefore the GPS maps, date back to the 1800’s, this is a bit scary. Well, it was a night to forget. And so we will.
It is now late afternoon Friday the 26th. We’re tied up at Marina Palmira in La Paz with internet on board. Woo Hoo. Time to relax and get some rhythm back to our lives.
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Hi Sounds like you are having a wonderful time We had worried so much when you left. Have read everything. Hope to have coffee this summer.Everyone is fine. Havn't done much this winter. Had some rain and snow but warming up. Hope to get to the ocean by July. Love the picture think you have done a good job. Virginia
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