My apologies to everyone for taking so long to post to this
blog the last part of our trip — our time in Ensenada, and our voyage down the
Pacific coast of Baja and up into the Sea of Cortez to La Paz, where I am now,
soaking up the sun in paradise, and attempting to learn a little español.
We stayed in a very friendly marina in Ensenada
called Cruiseport Marina, since it was near the docks the cruise ships pulled
in to twice a week.
A
view of the marina common area where we cruisers
met for morning coffee,
potlucks and parties.
A
street stall that made the best ceviche, topped with avocado,
for less than a
dollar. For another dollar you could buy
a great ice cream cone at the shop on
the corner.
One
of our bikes on the dock near the boat,
showing how we went shopping.
A
view from the marina towards the town
and the enormous Mexican flag there.
The local swimming beach a short bike ride down
the Malecón.
I swam there quite often.
A
local vinyard in the winery district near Ensenada.
Growing
food in the desert, just south of Ensenada.
After
a while in Ensenada, we traveled back to Oregon for the summer.
An
eclipse of the sun as seen through the coastal
gloom at Huntington Beach near LA.
Camping
by the Trinity River in northern California
on our way back to Ensenada.
Karen
swimming in Whiskey Town Lake in northern California.
It’s like a tropical
island, only fresh water! So perfect!
Me
on an air bed on Whisky Town Lake.
One
dirty car, after some off-roading through some
incredible mud after rain in
Baja, south of Ensenada.
Lucky not to get bogged forever in one long, deep
pool of mud.
Hauling
the boat for a bottom job in Ensenada,
just before sailing south.
One
dirty bottom!
All
clean again and painted
Early last November, we sailed out from Ensenada to finally make the voyage south to
La Paz. Cruiseport marina let us keep our car there free of charge until we were
able to come back and get it. I put a car cover over it to protect it from all
the dust in Ensenada.
We left a day before our friends Lane and Vicki
on Adesso, to take advantage of favorable winds and seas. We sailed well
out to sea so there would be wind during the nights to keep us going. Close to
the shore the land effect generally causes it to be calm over night. We had two
days and two nights of fair winds from behind, and made a good passage. Unfortunately Karen was rather
sea sick, as she hadn’t regained her sea legs yet after some months in port.
When dawn broke on the third day, we saw the San Benito Islands ahead of us off
to port. We had planned to sail past them on to Turtle Bay, but they looked so
inviting after two days out of sight of land that we decided to anchor there
and get some rest. On the way in to the anchorage, we got our first experience
of the Mexican charts being inaccurate. According to the chart on the GPS
plotter, we traveled over land to get to the anchorage, though in fact we went
right down the middle of the channel between the two islands. Then it showed us
anchored on the land! You can see this in this photo I took of the GPS at the
time, where the fine dotted line shows our course, and the triangle our boat
position at anchor:
We
anchored at San Bonito at about 9 am, and though it was breezy there were no waves, so
the boat sat still in the water, and it was sunny. We slept for a while, and
Karen quickly lost her sea sickness. That afternoon we had a good cooked meal
and soaked up the sun. In the evening, just after dark, we sailed off, much
refreshed, under a beautiful moon and a gentle breeze for Turtle Bay. We arrived
at Turtle Bay just after sunrise, and anchored in its very protected anchorage
along with many other boats. It was total dessert there – not a green thing to
be seen. It was like a moonscape, but beautiful in its own way. We stayed four
or five days, rowing ashore to buy food, ice, have a shower, eat at a
restaurant, and explore the town. After a couple of days, Lane and Vicki
arrived on Adesso, and there was another boat there, Gemini,
that we knew from our last days in Ensenada. Les and Diane on Gemini
are very experienced cruisers, and were very kind to us. They invited us over to
their gorgeous boat to have a very enjoyable sea food dinner with them. Here
are some photos from Turtle Bay:
The Pier covered with bird droppings at Turtle Bay.
After tying up the dinghy at the dinghy dock,
we would walk down this pier to get ashore.
Pelicans on a panga
Adesso at Turtle Bay
Swimming off the boat at Turtle Bay
Les
persuaded me that it was worth stopping at Bahia Asuncion, just south of Turtle
Bay. He was carrying spare parts for friends of his, Casey and Diane, on Inkatu,
who had been waiting a couple of weeks at Asuncion without a working engine for
these parts. We left two days after Gemini, but did go to Asuncion.
There we saw them again, and met Casey and Diane of Inkatu, while having
a meal with them on their boat. Just before Les and Diane sailed off again, Les
came past my boat in his dinghy and asked, since I knew something about
electrics (having an electric auxiliary
motor system in my boat I had designed and installed), whether I could
help out Bill and Vicki on Matowi, who were having major electrical
problems. I agreed to do that, and was able to get their generator up and
running so they had electricity on their luxury million dollar sail boat. Out
of gratitude they had us over to dinner, and offered us the use of their
washing machine on their boat. That was a boon for us, as our laundry was
beginning to pile up! Asuncion was cleaner and greener than Turtle Bay, and we were also
able to buy fresh food and ice there. The folks on Inkatu and Matowi
thought there was an electrical vortex there that had created havoc with their
beautiful, expensive boats and left them stranded there! That had me spooked,
since I had an electric motor, and I have to admit to checking that my electric
motor was still working, half way through our time there. Fortunately it was!
Inkatu at Asuncion
Then
there was another double overnighter to Santa Maria Cove, just before Mag Bay.
All went well with this part of the voyage, as Karen had her sea legs by now,
and didn’t get sick from then on, all the way to La Paz. We approached Santa
Maria Cove just after midnight, but didn’t want to go in in the dark, since we
didn’t know it at all, and couldn’t rely on the charts being accurate. So we
heaved to, which steadied the boat, and moved us slowly (at about two knots)
out to sea on a course that kept us about the same distance from our
destination. I got three hours of uninterrupted sleep while heaved to, so I was
in good shape at 4.00 am to reef down the sail, as the wind had kicked in, and
sail in to Santa Maria Cove just as the sun rose. Just as I awoke at 4.00 am,
our AIS showed that a cruise ship was going to pass very close to us in about
15 minutes time. The AIS told me the name of the ship, so I was able to radio
them and ask if they would change course slightly to avoid us. The officer of
the watch on the cruise ship was very nice, said he could see us on his radar,
and had spotted our navigation lights visually, and agreed to change course to
pass further away from us, which he did. Even with the course change, the
cruise ship still passed within a mile of us, and was a very impressive sight in
the night, with all its lights.
Santa Maria Cove was the most beautiful
anchorage so far. Just after we had anchored there, a panga (an open Mexican
fishing boat with an outboard motor) came up to us and offered us lobsters. I
asked how much: “¿Cuanto Cuesta?” They replied “Batteries” Turns out they
wanted the very small AAA batteries, of which I had four to spare. I also gave
them a couple of AA batteries. For these we got seven huge, very alive lobsters
thrown into the cockpit of our boat. I think that after seeing the shock on our
faces at having the first few lobsters crawling around us on our boat, they
threw a few more in just for the entertainment of seeing us react! We got our
act together, though, and had two wonderful meals from these lobsters, as you
can see from the following photos:
Ashore
at Santa Maria Cove, with the Witch anchored in the distance.
We found this
little harbor within a harbor where we landed the dingy.
There were lots of
beautiful flowering plants growing here,
not at all like the complete dessert
at Turtle Bay.
Next
stop was Mag Bay itself, just a short day’s sail away. We left just before Inkatu
and Adesso, but the wind was light to start with, so about half way
there they motored by at five knots, while we were sailing at three. Once we
entered Mag Bay the wind piped up from the north (of course!) and we had to
tack (zig-zag) into a stiff breeze for about five miles to reach the anchorage
off the little town on the bay. But we got there well before dark, and
earned the admiration of our friends for putting on a display of actually sailing
all the way there, rather than motoring when the wind was not perfect for
sailing.
Matowi arrived the next day, so here we were, four sail
boats with eight people who were all sailing down to the Sea of Cortez for the
first time, all together at Mag Bay (Bahia Magdelena). We decided we should
celebrate that, and did so by having a meal together at the little part-time
restaurant under a palapa (thatched-roof open-air structure) on the beach. The
guy who ran it got together all the sea food delicacies he could for this
banquet, including some excellent octopus. Parts of the beach at Mag Bay are
strewn with sea shells, as you can see here:
The
following photo of our GPS plotter shows the course I plotted from Mag Bay to
Bahia Los Frailes, with Cabo San Lucas right at the bottom of the peninsular.
You can see we are just over half way down where the little black triangle is.
On the right you can see we had done 105 nautical miles already on this leg,
and are at latitude N 23° 26.43’, just crossing the Tropic of Cancer. So, after
many months of voyaging south, “Sailing to Sunshine,” as this blog is called,
we had finally arrived in the tropics! It was quite a thing to celebrate! Also
note how close we are to La Pa, as the crow flies. The previous night we could
see the glow of the lights of La Paz to the east of us.
The
rest of this day we had very little wind, as we drifted along toward Cabo San
Lucus. And the same through the night, as we ghosted along in a very light
breeze, with our electric motor ticking over and the generator going to give us
three knots. Here we are sailing along with the spinnaker up to help catch
every bit of the light breeze we could:
We
rounded Cobo Falso, just before Cabo San Lucus, just as dawn broke on the third
day. We hadn’t planned to stop at Cabo, as we’d heard it cost about $150 a
night to stay at the marina there. But after over two days on this trip, and
over two weeks since we’d been at a dock and had a proper shower, Cabo looked
very inviting. We sailed in to have a look, and saw Adesso, which had
left Mag Bay a day before us, anchored off the beach, and called Lane and Vicki
on the radio. It was great to see them again! I decided to radio the marina to
see just exactly how expensive the marina was going to be for a little 30 ft
boat like ours. When they said they’d recently dropped their daily rates, and
it would only cost $42 a night, you can be sure I jumped on the offer, and
headed straight for the marina. Lane said they’d be coming in by water taxi
later in the morning, and would find us at our dock. Here are motoring in to
the harbor at Cabo:
Looks like this is as much as I can post. More soon.
Still sounds like a wonderful adventure Mark :)
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