Conception Bay
20 November 2020 | El Burro Cove, Conception Bay, Late Entry
Admiral Donna Lou | Sunny Calm Clear
For the last few weeks we have tried our best to relax and enjoy the sea. We finely caught the southern wind & sailed to San Domingo at the head of Conception Bay. The water was still a little cold so so the Dorado hadn't joined us on our voyage north, a few Skip Jacks and Jack Carvals were willing to be caught but know keepers. We cruised anchorages in Conception Bay enjoying all is has to offer. We even attended our first salt water floating Art Show, enjoying good company and a chocolate claims feast. The water had finely warmed up to 88 degrees. Swimming, diving & just doing our daily laps around Magic Carpet delighted us. We felt we appreciated our boat and life afloat more than ever, we had really been able to turn "Dreams into Reality".
News of several Hurricanes brewing in our tropical kitchen with predictions of their heading up the Sea of Cortez. Encouraged us to get back to Santa Domingo and look for the best possible time and conditions to cross over to the main land & Magic Carpets berth at our Hurricane hole in Marina San Carlos. We didn't want to ride out Hurricane Bud in Conception Bay. Our crossing was not the piece of cake we hoped for! The always unpredictable Chubasco hit, the first of the season greeted us half ways across. Lighting at sea is a assume sight but the damage it can do is not. We altered course to find relief from the wind stirred up seas, sailing farther north than we would have liked but in greater comport. Three hours on watch and three hours off for 22 hr's Little Z was giving us dirty looks again "no time outs" . The phosphorescence was spectacular the night before we left Santa Domingo we had watched M.C. being surrounded by poke a dots of light in the water . We watched small needle fish chasing and jumping after 2" baby fish and turtles slowing by with their mouths open. We were enchanted and reminded why little Z insisted on staying on deck all night when the anchor was down. The phosphorescence was stoning all during the Chubasco crossing joined by the front of Hurricane Bud. At one point the Admiral screamed out as she was startled by what looked like a sea monster jumping up right beside her, of course it was just a Big Dorado covered in phosphorescence.