It is amazing how much there is to do to get a boat ready to go. We thought we would have just a couple of things to do on the boat, load up with provisions (many of which we brought down with us), and sail away. And, in some ways, that's what happened. In there, however, we discovered a crack in the part of the engine that mixes the exhaust gases with cooling water, so that had to be replaced. The dinghy got a protective keel strip and new wheels (the old ones were just too difficult to deploy), we installed a new stereo (iPod ready) only to discover it didn't work. Eventually, this was traced to the work done replacing the overhead panels throughout---screws had been driven through various critical wires. And on, and on, and on. Tane and Greg were burning their candles at both ends and the middle! I think they found most of the happening night spots in Mazatlan and managed to greet the dawn on several occasions. The ramp to the floating dock gets very steep and wet with dew overnight. Tane was bringing a load of stuff from the car down the ramp, trying to control the cart from in front when it got away from him and the sharp stainless steel plate used for the legs ran into his foot just below the heel, cutting him very deeply. Blood was pumping out in significant quantities, making it clear the cut was very serious. Attempts to asking the marina offices for a doctor led to "Did you say you wanted a slip?" Greg did most of the work in bandaging to stem the flow, a number of other medically trained cruisers helped, and then we carried Tane off to the car and took him to the closest emergency room where he received six stitches on two short but deep cuts. We heard later that several doctors and an ambulance showed up after we left for the hospital, and the whole incident was the talk of the marina for several days. What a way for Tane to get out of the heavy lifting! We celebrated Christmas and Tane's birthday (26th) in Mazatlan. We'd been told to wait 5-6 days before departing, to make sure the wound was not infected. This coincided almost exactly with when we were ready to go, and we motored out through the channel at 2pm on December 27. Our plans were to check out the systems, anchor by one of the islands for a swim and snack, and head off. It turned out to be too cold to swim---Mazatlan and this entire coast is having a record cold spell with overnight temperatures in the 50's and the water temperature around 65. And this is supposed to be the tropics? After a very brief anchoring, we set sail south for Isla Isabela, an overnight passage of around 90 nautical miles.