Finally have accessd to a computer with sufficent search power to get to the blog and time to add to the content.
It has been quite the time since I left in May. Rounded the top of Vancouver Island and now the bottom of Baja. Two capes to put in the ol memory book. Just wish Harp had done both of them with me.
I am currently in La Paz and will be leaving tomorrow to travel north to visit 2 islands prior to coming home to Oregon on Thanksgiving day. It has been the great adventure so far: Left San Diego and sailed down the outside of baja stopping at Bahia Tortugas, Bahia Santa Maria and finally Cabo San Lucas. Cabo is everything as advertised and less. In your face huckterism, loud music and gas guzzling power boats. The outside is quiet, without much development and lovely in its starkness. Did have the opportunity to spend time with the locals during the Day of the Dead celebration (our halloween). That day means a different thing down here and is a religious and secular feast day. They celebrate their ancestors with flowers and made up graves. They also want candy for the kids. Luckily I did get back to the boat before all the pngas stopped running.
Santa Maria was a sad time as I had to leave Vinsang. Being yelled at, demeaned by the skipper and feeling no sense of being thanked for what I was doing just got to be too much. Hated to jump ship, but when someone volunteered to take our places the decision was easy. I got a position on a 57 foot cat and had the chance to try out sailing on the "dark side". My shipmate Debbie also found another ride to cabo. Just never know what will happen do you. I was ready to find a ride back to the states with a local if a boat ride did not come up, but the other fellow boat travelers took care of us.
North from Cabo to la Paz was a three day trip stopping at Bahia los Friaries, Bahia De Los Mortes and another unnamed bahia. La Paz is everything Cabo was not. A real town with real people living their lives. Walked all over town and no one asked me to purchase weed or look at porn. A blessing. I am on a Contessa 32 with Paul out of Maple Bay. Vancouver Island, B.C.
As much as this is a grand adventure, I miss doing it with Harp on our own boat. Living out of a small bag and not having my stuff is tiring. So to fly home (with an 11 hour layover in Guadalahara) is in the books. Hope to add to this before I return.
From sunny La Paz
Fair Winds
Ken
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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