Thursday, 4 March. Yesterday we decided to stay put for another day since it was so beautiful here and we were still alone. In the morning we hookahed the reef under the boat again. This time we followed the edge of the reef along the shore side out to the huge double barrel sponges and the zig-zagged our way back to the boat. It turns out that the reef was quite a bit wider than we realized. By the time we worked our way back to the boat, we had been in the water 1½ hours. The last section was at only 20' so I wasn't concerned about the time at 40' as it was really only a small part of the total. After lunch, the cold I had been fighting (probably from the communal chicha cup) finally caught up with me and I spent the afternoon just hanging in the hammock. It had clouded over so it wasn't that great for snorkeling anyway. If you have to fight a cold, this is not a bad way to do it. About 5:00, a ulu came up with its driver yelling that he was out of gas and needed some to make it back home. I had less than a gallon of mixed left myself and was hesitant about parting with it, but he assured me that he could get me a full tank tomorrow. He also said he could get beer, soda, fruit, & veggies. We made up our order and paid him $60.00 in advance for the gas, beer, and Coke. After he left, we read in the cruisers 'cheat sheet' “Do NOT give Serapio money in advance.” Oh well, we had agreed to pay him to clean our hulls tomorrow and also buy the veggies and fruit from him so maybe he will return. (He also has my gas can.) We had a low key evening watching a couple of episodes of “Lost” and a rather fitful night disturbed by my frequent coughing. This morning I felt a bit better and although it was fairly heavy overcast, it was forecast to clear. We had breakfast (fried Spam & Kuna bread with cinnamon) and watched for Serapio. Sure enough, about an hour late, he did show up and had our gas, beer, and Coke. He had some fruit, but still no lime (“manana, no problemo”). He did a great job of cleaning the hulls for $15.00, just what we paid in Bocas, and promised to meet us tomorrow at Canbombia with the limes and oranges. I will have to tell the morning net about our positive experience with Serapio. After lunch, we raised sail and had a great broad reach to Canbombia hitting 8.3 knots in 15 knots of wind. There were already several boats in the anchorage (as we expected) but we found a nice spot to drop the hook in only 25'. We had barely set the anchor and were attaching the kellet and bridle when another boat dropped his hook nearly on our ass. He dropped way back, but by the time we were settled, I was sure his anchor was under our hull. Apparently they were not happy with their position when the wind piped up because as I am typing this, they pulled up the anchor and came within 5' of hitting us in the process. Hey, at least they are gone and we don't have to worry about them tonight. We took the kayak in to the beach and walked all the way around the island on the beach, finding a few shells, but not much for flotsam. Two boats were anchored close to the shore with their sterns tied off to trees on shore. I asked how deep they were and they replied, “Ten feet” - and still tied to shore, that is a quick drop!