I know that I have covered this subject previously while we were in Zihatanejo, MX being amply supplied by Hilda and her entourage, but water has now taken on a whole new aspect for us with the onset of the rainy season in Central America.

Here I am in the cockpit half heartedly doing some laundry with the results of just a couple of hours of torrential rain. Our 'whole boat' awning has a huge runoff which we direct into pipes and then into our tanks or buckets. Every bucket you see is brimming, our water tanks are topped off and we have not had to buy water for over a month.

It feels very good getting all the water we need from the sky, drying our clothes and growing sprouts in the sun, and eating our own freshly caught fish regularly. Surely this is how life was meant to be. What a perfect arrangement we fell into on this amazing blue planet of ours.

Though technology brings us supposed improvements, I repeatedly question at what cost? On the other hand though, I doubt at this point we would be willing to part with our solar panels, radar, computer and VHF radio. And how in the world did we all manage before Google and Skype?