La Cruz is an amazing cruisers paradise. I signed up for a month at the marina and it has just flown by. It definitely helped to have Glenda here for most of that; I have dearly missed her. Other northern visitors include Carla, Guy and Val; and Dave and Lynn to round out the table.

To detail all the events would be tedious, but highlights include: Being with Glenda; Great music in La Cruz; The Blues Brothers show in Bucerias; Visits with old friends and family; Pickle ball (finally gave it a try); Biking for groceries to Bucerias; Swimming in the ocean off the beach; Paletas; New people Rick and Jessica, Tanya and Ed, Jean and Helen, Glen and Heidi, Doug and Lyneita; Trips to Guayabitos to see the Wrays; Sunsets and sunrises at anchorage; and the Morning VHF nets

And with the good comes a little bad: Non-existent internet at the dock; Losing my cell phone in a taxi (not recovered); More calories added than subtracted by above activities; Taking the wrong bus (followed by a long hot hike back); Discovering problems with my wind vane (not yet resolved)'

All in all, a wonderful month and a difficult parting. The following is my departure poem read to the morning net:

DEPARTURE POEM

Not unlike a teenager leaving home, I sever the ties for points north unknown
The embrace of La Cruz is warm and sweet, But alas, I have itchy feet.
"Seize the Wind" is the name Carpe Ventus, And that's what we'll do if the gods will let us.
Thanks to all for many good times, The people, the food and too many limes.

And now toward Mazatlan!