I'm back! Wow what a wonderful diner. Homemade tarter sauce, breaded dorado, green beans and boiled potatos plus a bottle of white wine from our private cellar of 2 buck Chuck. So back to this afternoon; As the wind came up so did the waves. At first they were really close together a kind of a pain. Looking back that was very acceptable compared to what came next. The waves started to form large swells. Not a problem except they were coming from two directions about 90 degrees apart. What this did was push the boat one way one time and one way the next. All throughout the trip we have been having trouble with our selfstearing. We have a Hydrovane and the idea is that it will make the boat follow the wind as the vane tips back and forth depending on the angle of the wind. We until today we hadn't had much luck with Valerie. That's it's name.. Today how ever we hit the jackpot or the sweet spot or some type of pot as she worked flawlessly in horible conditions for a selfstearin g device. When the waves are on the aft quarter of the boat they have a tendency to push the boat off course. Valerie was right on top of things and she would tip to one sie and bring us back on coures before the wave had even passed. That was the good news, what lie ahead was worried me. To get to San Evaristo you have to go between a large island and the main part of the Baja. With the winds at 30 plus and the waves as big as I have seen before, when got to the island I could only imagine what was going to happen when we got squeezed between the island and the high cliffs on the other side. In looking at the chart ther was simply no good place to stop other than San Evaristo. My plan was to stay in the center of the channel, that way regardles of which way we went we would stay off the shore. I learned this when I was 7 floating pointy sticks down the ditch that ran through the field next door. Stay in the middle and you are ok. am I glad I missed that day at school. Well as if to play another trick on us old Mother Nature decieded that whe would reduce the wind at this point and the waves all got smaller. I knew Nelda was OK when she went below to make lunch. I had had a Pop Tart for breakfast, some friends of ours, you know who you are, recommended them to us as good boat food. We maybe after three weeks at sea but today they were just as I remembered them. Well lunch was cream of brocilli soup and it was delicious. So as we see our destination, a large rock out cropping in the channel I think, no problem, but we we still have isuess. The wind picks up again and so do the waves but as I am staring at this buuuump of land, Quick what movie is that from, I am shocked to see a huge whale breech right in front of us. I yell at Nelda to look and three more whales breech one after another. Now these whales are right between us and the entrance to the Bahia and the wind is blowing like stink. In Cabo a friend told us about how whales mate in these waters and the males could care less about what or who is in their way when after a female. This certainly looked like horny whales to us. We made a hard turn to port away from the bay and just hoped the whales kept on the same course. They did, junping one more time and then disappearing as fast as they had appeared. We turned back to starboard with our little 1/4 piece of jib we had sailed with all day and came right in to the bay. Well that's about it, the wind is still blowing hard but there are no waves and that is what gives you troble. The anchor is more than enough to handle the wind. Tomorrow we hope to explore the town but for now we are watching "Captain and Commander" to see if the waves they had going around the horn were as big as the ones we had today.