With the autohelm off the clock, I look up the hatch and see Rebecca in this most Leonardo da Vinci-an pose.
On Isla Grande, they named this one in the co-capitan's honor.
Isla Grande, Ixtapa02/19/2012
Sail down the afternoon seabreeze on a broad reach, navigate past the underwater pinnacle rock, and drop the hook into the warm waters of Isla Grande. A long time ago, when I first sailed Mexico on "Marlin," some lady told me "go to Ixtapa, baby, it will blow your mind." So here we are prepared to be mind-blown. A kayak to shore, a table for two under a beach umbrella, and a bit of ramble around the island, and yes, I'd say she was about right. Over my shoulder you can see the shores of Playa Lindo, where I'd go surfing a few days later with Roberto and Ivan. After I took my lumps in the head-high, perfectly glassy waves, and caught a dozen or so good rides, we drove back to Ivan's place, where his gorgeous young wife made us some shockingly tasty - and blindingly hot - chiliquiles for lunch. Then I just stared out at their view and soaked up the mellow vibe. We spoke in some Spanish and English strung together with a lot of laughing. I had such a good time with those guys.
We left Caleta de Campos at 3:30 a.m., buddy boating with "Younger Girl," and discovered a sweet night wind coming off the shore. Closehauled, (who needs an autohelm now!), and the wind is just right, and it smells like the trees on shore, and the water is flat, and we have Zhuatenejo over the horizon. Yes.
The cliff face at Caleta de Campos. Did I mention there's a nice surf break just around the corner?
Caleta de Campos02/19/2012
Places like this will tempt you to stay.... But we have miles to go before we sleep.