Starting my northbound trek.
02 April 2014 | La Cruz de Huanacaxtle/P.V.
I've done just about as much damage I could in the Barra area and it is time to head north. While I was in Santiago anchorage for the last time this season, I went to the Soriana supermarket and bought some porterhouse steaks. I wanted to have a barbecue with the Salaiza's up the hill in Colimilla. I baked an apple pie (which was not my best) and took my ingredients up the hill to Enrique's house for the cookout. Yoana helped with the carrots and I made garlic mashed potatos and made my secret sauce for the steaks. I told Enrique, Cruz, and Yoana that they couldn't put any Mexican type ingredients on the steaks....that they had to eat them Gringo style. Of course I didn't religiously stick to that demand and there were roasted peppers that were consumed. I try to tell Cruz (Enrique's wife and Yoana's mom)) that I will prepare the entire meal. That does no good because she still steps in and does some extra cooking to go along with the meal. It turned out to be a nice good-bye dinner and helped strengthen my relationship with my gracious host family.
Left the lagoon and motored over to Melaque to spend the night and to dive on the boat to clean the bottom. The next morning I joined up with George on Mollyhawk for the overnight passage to Banderas Bay which is the home of Puerto Vallarta and La Cruz de Huanacaxtle. We have been anchored here for the last 4 or 5 days and I can't wait to get out of here. This area is too much of a tourist destination and it just isn't as charming and relaxing as the smaller anchorages I visit. I got my Costco fix and my people (tourists) watching fix on the malecon in old town PV. It's a matter of watching for a weather window to move north to Chacala and then to Mazatlan.