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03/24/2011, Bahia Los Frailes
We're still here waiting out the norther, the wind was slightly calmer yesterday and the temperature warmed back up. We may be able to get going tomorrow, we'll see, we don't expect to many people to feel sorry for us being "stuck" in this beautiful place, besides we really don't have to be anywhere until April 3 when I pick up Shaybo at the La Paz airport...it will be really good to see her again and give her a big hug. Yesterday Peter and I walked to the Regional House restaurant, a nice little place in the middle of nowhere, the Bartender was a guy from San Diego named Pablo, he came down here on vacation and was asked to watch the restaurant for a few days while the owner went to take care of some medical condition, that was 5 weeks ago and Pablo is really pissed. We also walked around the camp ground that is on the beach and met some of the people camped out here, most are Canadian.
Good decisionSteve/sorta calm for now
03/23/2011, bahia Los Frailes
Los Frailes is a medium sized bay which "offers good protection from north winds", yesterday we had sustained winds of 15-20 knots and wind chop of a foot or so in this well protected bay. As we gazed out beyond the protection of the point into the Sea of Cortez, it resembled a raging river, Peter and I put it in the range of some of the class 4 rapids that we have both run on rafts. The current weather guess is calling for this to last until Saturday.
Change of plansSteve/windy
03/22/2011, Bahia Los Frailes
I checked the weather this morning and the guess was calling for 10-15 knot wind going up to our next anchorage, it would be on our nose but didn't look like anything we couldn't handle. As I was down below getting ready, some local dude who I had met on the beach yesterday, paddles up in his fishing kayak and tells us that he just came from around the point and we might want to wait a day or so, I told him I had checked the weather and it looked OK, to which he responded " oh, you checked the weather and everything looked good? then you should be fine". I think he was probably thinking "good luck asshole, I've been camped out on this beach for the past ten years, but your stupid weather guesser knows more than me" But instead he gave us some bait for fishing and with a friendly smile paddled away. About that same time a large catamaran, Santosha, that had been anchored next to us, and left in the early morning hours pulls back into the bay and drops their hook. Peter and I rowed over to Santosha and ask them if they had headed north, to which they responded "yes, and don't bother"
03/21/2011, Los Frailes
As any fisherman (which none of us are), will tell you there is a reason it's called fishing, not catching. We've been trying our hand at fishing since we left Ensenada, and so far the only thing we've caught is a nice sized piece of kelp and a small piece of sea grass. Last night as Catherine was getting ready to prepare another gourmet meal for us, Peter and I decided to take the dink out and troll around the bay, we grabbed a couple of brewskis and headed out. Peter played out the line and we made a little wager, if he caught a fish I would do the dishes, if he didn't, he would do them. As we slowly motored around this beautiful bay, we looked down and saw phosphorescences, which look like tiny little lights, shooting out of the dinghy wake, we suddenly forgot all about the fishing as we spaced out at this amazing, tinkerbell sorta look, we were completely memorized by this VERY cool sight.
Ohh what a lifeSteve
03/20/2011, Bahia Los Frailes
Its amazing that I actually have internet access in this beautiful little bay, which is located almost at the Tropic of Cancer.
03/19/2011, Cabo San Lucas
Yesterday Peter and I decided to catch a bus into Cabo San Lucas and check out spring break, it was really more Peter's idea than mine, but being an accommodating skipper I felt it my responsibility to accompany him...after all I did sorta commit to his parents, in a round about way, that I would keep us all safe. we walked into San Jose, caught a local bus to the main highway, then took another bus the 15 miles to Cabo. Spring break was in full swing and we settled into a huge palapa bar named Mango's...there was some dude that was MC ing different contests, there was a dance contest, a drinking contest and much to our chagrin a wet teeshirt contest, which I tried to be a judge of, but due to the fact that I didn't want to pay to be a judge they picked some dorky dude that was in bad need of a tan...the crowd and the girls were VERY disappointed that I got nixed as I definitely was more entertaining, bigger and better looking (but a lot older) than the dork. We stayed a little while longer before catching a bus back to San Jose to have one last go around of the town festival before we leave this morning for Bahia Los Frailes.
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