A very casual day here anchored in the lee of Isla Venado (Deer Island) just a mile off the coast from Mazatlan. For a little exercise we took a hike up to the top of the island where we enjoyed beautiful views of the shores of Mazatlan and the Liahona anchored some 600' below us just off of the beach. The island draws a fair amount of tourists that come out via pangas or catamaran tours. As we sat down to enjoy a fresh mango sprinkled with spicy Tajin and drenched in fresh lime juice we began talking with a very nice family seated at a table next to us. The had 5 children who were very polite as were the parents. When someone asked what time it was the dad turned to a local behind him as asked for the time...in spanish that he obviously did not learn in school. I asked him how it was that he spoke the language so well and he replied "I lived in Argentina for a couple of years". Oh really! Like maybe were you serving a mission for the Mormon church? haha. "Um, ya" came the reply, "how did you know"? My reply was "Buenos Aires Norte Mission, 1981". That started up a bit of a conversation. He served in the Bahia Blanca Argentina Mission in 1993. Their oldest son is currently serving a mission in Thailand. Small world. We invited them on the boat tomorrow afternoon for a little sail but they politely declined because their two smaller children don't do well rolling around in boats. We gave them a boat card which they thought was cool and then made comment on the name of the boat, "Mormons, go figure, naming their boat the Liahona". haha
After the nice visit we came back to the boat where Marne decided that she wanted to go to the top of the mast to take some GoPro pics. The anchorage is pretty rolly and even after my warning that the top of the mast moves A LOT, she still wanted to go up. Up she went in the bosun's chair with me on the winch, 60' off the decks. I got some pics of her from down below and she was wrapped around the top of the mast hanging on like a koala bear in a typhoon. lol. After some pics from both ends she came down and then lazily swung along the side of the hull still in the chair dangling from the spinnaker halyard that is attached at the top of the mast.
Post bosun's chair experience we lit the bbq and grilled that marinated rib eye steak that we were bragging about yesterday. It did not disappoint. Probably one of the best rib eye steaks I have ever sunk my teeth into. For reals. Tomorrow we will probably make the short run into the marina to top off with fuel and wash the decks down with fresh water, making us ready to cross over to Cabo whenever the right weather forecast presents itself, which look like might be Monday...ish. Life is good. Breathe in deep, exhale slowly and examine all that you have to be grateful for. Whoever you are and wherever you may be, the list is long if you take the time to recognize it.
Bret and Marne
SV Liahona
PS. Marne says she loves and misses everyone in Oregon and although she will return there in a week she is already wishing that "notice" was given at work. (Don't be upset Dr. Duck, haha)
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