Went ashore here and Chris bought a Red Snapper. Man that was eating! They had no wifi and what a loud bunch of competing bands that night. The worst thing was the incessant rolling all night.

It sure would help to know Spanish.

Somewhere in Boqueron I lost my billfold. Thought it would show up but apparently it fell out of my pocket on a dingy ride. What a pain that has been to get new debit cards shipped to a different country.

We follow Bruce Van Sant's plan of easting early each morning leaving between 4 and 6am. This way the island land breezes lay the swell down and the wind from dead ahead is light. It starts honking about 9am. By then we are safely anchored and enjoying a new harbor.