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Sea Lion catching a ride and a bite to eat on a fishing boat that is returning into the harbor after a day of fishing. |
Cabo to Mazatlan...
The
weather is still cloudy and gray, but the tourists are still in full force on
the water and on shore. Our boat
is constantly moving up and down, side to side in the wake of it all. There is
never a restful time during the day because you are walking through the boat like you’re on the
monkey bars, swinging your arms reaching the next handrail to keep from falling. Or during the night where we have to lay sideways in the bed to get any kind of sleep. We are growing
tired of Cabo but are trying to make the best of it, taking little excursions
just so we can get off of the merry-go-round on the boat! But poor Harley is
still stuck onboard until her wounds completely heal.
On
December 28th, we took the dinghy to the dinghy dock at the Marina
and started walking in search of a Chiropractor. Rick’s shoulder and neck have
been causing him a great deal of pain and constricting him from certain arm
movements. We had no idea where we would find a Chiropractor so we asked
around. This was very difficult to explain and to get directions for. We got
several different directions along the way and just went with the ones that
seemed the closest. After nearly
an hour walk we found one and sat down inside the air-conditioned waiting room
until the Chiropractor got off the phone.
After his lengthy phone conversation, he poked his head out from around the
corner and asked if he could help us. Rick explained the situation (he was an
American so it was easy) but the Chiropractor stated that he could not help
him. He said that he only gives adjustments to people who are already in
alignment. We were stunned with
his response! He obviously wanted to get back to his phone call or who knows
what. As we walked out the front door of the office the Chiropractor said that we could find
another Chiropractor in front of the Wal-Mart. Ok great…. let’s go there we
thought. At this point, Rick just wants to get treated.
On
our walk to the bus stop, we stopped and had lunch at a little whole in the
wall restaurant. There were lots of people inside and the aroma was inviting,
so I thought it would be a good choice…a safe choice. Thought wrong! The food
was lousy and the plate of condiments and veggies the waiter brought out were
dried up and wilting. Rick ate his taco reluctantly and I picked out what I
could stand to eat from my chicken quesadilla.
After
a dissatisfying lunch, we kept walking to the bus stop and got on the bus
headed for Wal-Mart. We got to
Wal-Mart, found the Chiropractor but the sign on the door said, “cerrado”
(closed). Rick was bummed and
decided to give up on the idea altogether. So since we were at Wal-Mart, we stocked up on some
groceries for the next few days.
The
next day we decided to take a bus into San Jose Del Cabo to see what the town
was like. Unfortunately I told the bus driver we wanted to go to El Centro
(thinking it would be the town where all the pretty and interesting shops etc
were). It turned out to be the
opposite of where we wanted to be... poverty stricken, dirty and run down
vacant partially demolished buildings, small tiendas with flies swirling around
the entrance and outdoor restaurants blurred by heavy smoke. On top of it,
there was a heavy wind that was stirring up dirt and plastic from torn garbage
bags into mini cyclones into our faces.
Since
we weren’t having any luck with our daytrip to SJDC, we decided to look for the
Marina instead. At least we knew at the marina, it would be pretty and we could
find some decent food. That was
going to be another long journey, but we decided to walk as far as we could
then finally we broke down and took a taxi the rest of the way. We were dropped
off at a restaurant called The Container at Puerto Los Cabos. There were lots
of other gringo boaters eating there which made us feel like we picked a good
spot. The kitchen and bar were actually in a container that opened up to a deck
that had a rustic tropical beachy feel to it that looked over the Marina. The
food was ok but it was very pricey. Rick and I each had a cheese quesadilla (since
they were out of pollo), and two limonadas for a jaw dropping $25.00. Normally we can get that meal for $3-$5
anywhere else.
After
another let down, we walked as far as we could till we found a bus heading to
the main highway where we could catch another bus to Cabo.
The
last day before we left Cabo, we just hung out on the beach and swam even
though it was cloudy and a little chilly. We had dinner on the boat and went to
bed early so we would be rested up for the 32 hour passage to
Mazatlan.
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Sunrise in Cabo |
In
the early morning of the 31st, we got the boat ready, pulled the
dinghy up on deck, stowed everything else below that needed to be and prepared
meals that would be easy to grab and to eat underway for the next couple days.
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As we were heading out of the bay... |
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Then the rain came... |
Around
10:45 we pulled up our anchor, motored off with our Jib-sail. About an hour after
we left it started to rain! The sky was dark and visibility was difficult. So into our
foul weather gear, which was packed away underneath our V-berth (a place where
we put things we don’t use very often).
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Rick always says the best time to fish is when it's cloudy out. So what a perfect day to catch a fish! |
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Harley and I sitting under the dodger trying to keep dry |
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Are we there yet? |
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Snuggling with Harley trying to keep warm |
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Rick, making sure we are on course |
We
weren’t feeling like we were off to a good start. But even though it rained the
seas and the wind were our friend.
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Sun trying to creep through the clouds as the rain stops |
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You can see a slight rainbow in the clouds |
The
next morning I was happily surprised to see the sun out with only a few wisps
of clouds in the sky. The seas were calm and the winds were slight. We were
still motoring for lack of wind and making good time, so good that we were
going to arrive in Mazatlan in the evening instead of the next morning.
Just
as I started my two-hour shift and Rick got into the V-Berth to catch up on
some sleep. The fishing pole started spinning at a fast rate, we had a fish on!
So I yelled at the top of my lungs, RICK YOU HAVE A FISH, YOU HAVE A FISH!!!
I’ve never seen him jump out of the V-berth as fast as he did at that moment!
It’s usually a very slow methodical process in order not to bump your head.
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Rick still half asleep trying to reel in the fish |
Rick
grabbed the pole immediately and reeled in a Dorado! It was a good size…just
enough for the two of us for two days. No part of the fish would go to waste!
It was a decent fight bringing it in and a bit of a wrestling match once the
fish was on deck. He was quite active, banging and bashing around spattering
blood from where the hook had entered its mouth.
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Dorado |
Within
twenty minutes to a half an hour, Rick had the fish cleaned, gutted, filleted,
put into Ziploc bags and into the Engel to keep cold.
After
catching the first fish of the season Rick was a little amped up and skipped
catching up on sleep. We were both awake the rest of the day and into the early
evening. Just before arriving in Mazatlan, we noticed a pod of whales out in
the distance…. too far to take a
picture, and a few sea turtles. We also picked up a passenger on the way, a
little bird who sat on the bow pulpit.
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Sea Turtle sighting |
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Little bird catching a ride |
We
ended up anchoring in front of Isla Pajaros, just outside of Marina Mazatlan
because it was too dark to enter the channel to the marina.
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Sun starting to set |
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Crescent moon |
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Sunset as we approached Mazatlan |
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Sunrise looking from Isla Pajaros (where we were anchored) to the Malecon at Mazatlan |
Soon
after we tied up and put a few things away, Marilyn and Steve had us over to
their boat for homemade Tamales, fresh Cantaloupe, hot tea and coffee. It felt really good to be in Mazatlan
after a safe and easy crossing and visiting and catching up with our friends.
Later
that day after cleaning the boat inside and out, we walked over to the Beach
Club belonging to Marina Mazatlan and sat out by the pool for a while. The
Beach Club was desolate…no people but us. It was hard to believe because it is
one of the most beautiful spots I’ve seen in Mazatlan over the last two
seasons. The pool at the beach
club is beautiful and very inviting! It looks out over the beach and gives you the impression that
it merges into the ocean. After I made my way into the cool water, I swam
stealthily to the edge of the pool where I rested my arms. I felt like I
was in Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous! It was such a beautiful sight and I
was a part of it. I stayed there quite a while just soaking it all in.
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Looking out at Isla Pajaros (where we anchored the night before) |
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Walking on water…. |
We
didn’t stay there too long as planned because the wind came up and it got
chilly sitting in our wet bathing suits. So we got dressed, packed up our
towels and walked back to the Marina.
That
night we had dinner on Toccatta (Steve and Marilyn’s boat). Rick and I brought
the Dorado that had been marinating all day in olive oil, garlic and limejuice,
along with some rice. Marilyn made a delicious apple salad, and heated up some
veggies. Steve barbequed the fish
to perfection and it tasted amazing!
After
our delicious meal, we watched a movie, Burn After Reading and then called it a
night. We were pretty tired from our long couple of days getting there.
Wednesday
the 3rd, we did some tinkering around on the boat. I took two large
Ikea bags full of laundry to the EcoClean Laundromat while Rick worked on our
Staysail…trying to configure it the best it can be in case we should use it.
In
the afternoon at 4pm, we went to what is called a “Safety Meeting” on Dock 6,
which is actually just a get together of people from Dock 6 and any of the
other docks that want to join in. People bring their folding chairs, beverage
of choice, and snacks to share with the group. Everyone just sits and visits.
Nothing about safety is ever mentioned.
There is a couple that has been a resident of Marina Mazatlan for over
20 years during the winter months and they seem to organize the daily “meeting”,
which meets right in front of their boat on the dock. While chit chatting with
the other boaters, they feed the fish, birds and a stray cat that lives on the
dock. Apparently the cat knows when the meeting is and he’s the first one to
show up.
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Fish frenzy at Dock 6 during the Safety meeting after being fed a handful of cat food. |
Later
in the evening we took a bus into the Golden Zone to listen to a cover band
named ‘Rex’ at Twisted Mamas with Marilyn, Steve and Brian and Sheri. Rex is a
rock and roll cover band and they rocked!
Marilyn assured us they were good, but when we got to see and hear them
first hand, she was more than right! The talent of these guys was mind blowing.
The entire band was related in one way or another. The lead guitarist, rhythm
guitarist and the lead vocalist comprised of a father and his two sons. The drummer and base guitarist/vocalist
were also a father/son relation. Anyway, they played phenomenally! We were
quite impressed. As they would say on ‘The Voice’, they were “spot on!”
After
four hours the band played it’s final song and we all left the restaurant
praising the band as we walked out the door. We then all jumped on a Pulmania
for a ride back to the Marina. We made it back to the boat by midnight. Late
night for us!
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Topping off the water tanks. Two nice young men delivered and poured the water for us. |
We
plan to be here until Sunday and then head south. We are thinking about heading
down as far Zihuatenajo this season. From here we hope to stop in Isla Isabel then San Blas.
Harley
update: She’s healing just fine and loving being able to get off the boat and
to take walks around the marina. She’s also feeling spunky after the shampooing
I gave her today on the dock!
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Hanging out on the dock |