I went on my first ocean dive yesterday. We were under water for 30 minutes. The water was warm for the first 5 feet, but then it was cold the rest of the way down. Our maximum depth was 15 feet. First, we practiced breathing on the sandy bottom before we swam around the reef. Dad and I were pretending to have tea and crumpets underwater. We say lots of cool stuff like starfish with stiff fat spikes, puffer fish, sea cucumbers, skates, tube worms that were pink, purple, and orange and some fish what swam all around us. The water was a little murky but it was great. I only got a little bit scared when I tried to touch a skate but they kept swimming away from me. My dad made us clip together for safety. When we went back to the dingy, we took off our gear and it was so much fun I can't wait to dive again.
(Photo of Amy in Dive Gear)
|Kids Life Aboard||
06/04/2009, After two days of moving, we are staying put for a few days.
Following a breakfast of scrambled eggs and potatoes wrapped in a tortilla and topped with fresh avocado two different salsas, we pulled our anchor and started our motor trip north to Agua Verde. I suspected that the night wouldn't be the best for sleeping, and that guess proved true until the 25-30kt winds died around midnight, leaving us as instantly as they had started.
The trip was a straight forward motor with the only wind to be seen puffing on our nose and as the day progressed this lack of wind combined with the temperature of 98 Deg made us feel like we were in a desert in the summer for the first time. As I type this at anchor, it is currently 93 degrees in the boat with the only wind movement coming from our 12v fan and the occasional panga that speeds by our boat so close as to create a wind vortex. I'll admit it, for the first time today, I thought about our secrete weapon: a 5000Btu window air conditioning unit that I can run off of our Honda generator for about 6hrs on a single tank of gas.
I'm still a little depressed after working my way through the dirt road town without finding the much talked about Aqua Verde fresh goat cheese. Fishing and goat rearing are the big activities in Aqua Verde, so where there are goats, there is goat cheese. All that the local tienda had was a log of Costco Monterey Jack. I didn't buy the Monterey Jack for two reasons. First, I was set on goat cheese and second, the refrigerator, lying on it's back and filled with block ice to keep the contents cold, seemed to me as warm as the outside temperature and upon inspection I failed to actually see any ice. I assume the ice truck comes on Saturdays, and it's a stretch to make the ice last a full week in a 20yr old GE refrigerator laying on it's back having been converted into a makeshift Ice Box, in the 98 degree heat. But then again, in a town without electricity, what good would a refrigerator actually be anyway?
The kids are yelling for me to jump in the water with them, and with even my fingers starting to sweat, that sounds like the sensible thing to do at this point. We anticipate staying here a few days and I filled our two SCUBA tanks this afternoon in plans of making a dive with Jason tomorrow.
(Photo of THIRD DAY in Aqua Verde)
06/01/2009, North side of San Evaristo
I've been carrying them since we left Port San Luis and we came close to getting rid of them more than once, but today I finally made use of our canvas folding beach chairs! Steve and his two kids from SV Ocean Blue along with me and my two kids hit the beach for a few hours today giving our admirals some alone time back aboard our respective boats. While the kids played, we relaxed in the beach chairs with the added bonus of an ice cold Pacifico snuggled tightly in a cozy drink cooler. It was an image right out of a cruising magazine selling the virtues of cruising the Sea of Cortez. We arrived back aboard the boat to the smell of mashed potatoes in the galley as Lori handed me the pork loin for sacrifice on the burn-B-Que. An entire post, or series of posts, could be made on the evils of the Magma BBQ or "Burn-B-Que", as I've once heard my brother Mark describe my dad's BBQ back in Bakersfield. The little temperature knob with the inscriptions of Low, Med, and High, is simply a gag, similar to an exploding cigar, woopie cushion, or hand buzzer. It's marketed to boaters and made out of 316 Stainless steel and retails at West Marine for $265 (not including the rail mounts), but boaters and cruisers would do well to pass on the temptation of adding another piece of stainless steel "boat jewelry" that only known one temperature setting, Too High.
If it wasn't for the beer and restful time spent on the beach, I may have been irritated about the crimes inflicted on my port loin by the beast, but the sunset, beer and good company obviously calmed my nerves. Surely keeping the Burn-B-Que from it's deserved fate of a one way trip to Davey Jones Locker, instead of my highly anticipate $34 peso pork loin!