Sunday, May 3, 2015

May 3, Isla Danzante

Gregg and I are anchored here in one of Marne's favorite anchorages, Isla Danzante (the dancer).  It as a short 45 minutes or so from Puerto Escondido to the lower anchorage where we dropped the hook in about 20' of water in a narrow cove shaped into the volcanic rock with a white sand beach at it's head.  The water is about 74 degrees and we can easily look overboard to see the chain and anchor lying on the bottom below us.  

Gregg is still a little lagged from his sleepless 30 hour bus ride down here so he is currently taking a little "power nap" in the aft cabin.  The nap was a suggestion from me after he fell asleep several times during a lunchtime conversation out in the cockpit.  He had his sunglasses on and as I talked away, as I usually do, haha, and finally proposed a question to him there was no answer.  After this happened several times I figured it was time for my little buddy to take a little nappy-poo.  lol.  

Earlier today we took a dinghy ride up to the north end of the anchorage to say hi to a friend on another boat and also to go for a hike up the hillside where we were rewarded with a beautiful view of this part of the Sea of Cortez with at least 4 to 5 other islands in our view out in the distance.  Later we did a little did a little "bug" recon to scout out an area for some night diving to put a few lobsters on the table in the next night or two.  Tarren, Nathan and I have dove here at night before and we were rewarded with some bounty so I am hoping for more of the same tonight or early tomorrow morning.  We haven't decided yet if we will go out around 10pm tonight or early tomorrow morning just as light is breaking around 6am.  

Gregg is already starting to unwind a little and is not grabbing for his phone to check texts or messages 23 times an hour after being disappointed on every occasion he did so and me reminding him there is nothing new on his phone because there is no service here.  On several occasions when a question comes up in conversation he grabs his phone, swipes it on and starts heading toward Google for the answer when I laugh and ask him what the hell he is doing.  "There's nothing there pal, no service, no internet".  We both laugh and I am hoping that by tomorrow he will get the message and stuff it into the bottom of a closet where it belongs until he crosses back over the border.  haha.

This may sound a little strange but it makes me very happy to have him here and see him actually decompressing.  Seeing him smile and realize he doesn't have a care in the world for the next several days except to be present and enjoy the quiet, stunning beauty, free of any encumbrances of work, cell phones, traffic, bills or any of the hundreds of other daily distractions that you all battle in "the real world".  

Dinner tonight will be aboard The Makai, a 43' Leopard Cat with a family of 5.  Three kids ages 14, 12 and 10.  Super nice people from southern California who have lived aboard for almost 2 years now starting in the Caribbean and now here in Mexico. Their journey, this chapter anyway, will end sometime this summer when they take their boat to San Diego, put it away and go back to work so they can do it again sometime in the future, hopefully sooner than later.

No boat repairs, no fish (but hopefully lobster tonight), no worries.  Ciao for now.

Bret and Gregg
SV Liahona

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