Arriving in La Paz and heading to Caleta Lobos
04 June 2015 | Marina De La Paz, Caleta Lobos
Bill, warm and clear
La Paz log 1 May 2015
Currently flying down the middle of Baja. We are just passing San Ignacio Lagoon. The weather has cleared so that I can track our position using a map of Baja. I am filled with anticipation as we draw closer to Cabo and La Paz. Man do I love this place.
We landed and boarded our shuttle to La Paz with no problems. When I first started taking these shuttles about a year and a half ago all the shuttle buses were new; Comfortable seats, air conditioning, wifi and a movie. Eighteen months later they are all beat to shit. Seats and suspensions are worn out, wifi and movie rarely works, cracked windshields. Theses Baja roads are tough on vehicles.
Anyway, we were dropped at the Marina, where I ran into friends as we made our way to the boat. Odyssey was patiently waiting for us in her berth, dusty and lonely. My good friend Greg, aboard Scout, was next to us, having just arrived himself the night before. Once we got the paddle-boards out of the main cabin and stowed our things, it was over to Scout for cocktails and stories. Some of you may recognize both Greg and Scout from some of my earlier blogs. It was with him that I crewed in March, bringing Scout from La Cruz, on the Mexican mainland, back to La Paz, a distance of almost 500 miles. Susan and I walked up the Malecon (boardwalk) to her favorite restaurant, Tail Hunter, where we had Hawaiian Pokey. Yum. Our welcoming sunset was ok, but no big deal by La Paz standards. We walked home and made it an early night.
We started the morning with church bells ringing and dogs barking as it grew light out. This is a pretty standard morning in La Paz, and I love it. We got our morning coffee going, washed the boat, and set off to the market withGreg and another friend, Richard, who wax nice enough to drive us. After buying and stowing every possible type of food, we ran last-minute errands before shoving off at around 3:00pm. While motoring out of the Bay the motor suddenly slowed and then quit. Damn! We quickly raised the sails to gain some sort of control, and tried to get the motor running again. After quite a bit of messing around, I switched fuel tanks, on the remote chance that we had run out of fuel. Well, for the second time since I have owned Odyssey, I had run out of fuel. With a very chagrined expression I pulled into the fuel dock and topped off. Back on our way, we headed another 6-8 miles and dropped anchor in a small cove called Caleta Lobos. We went for a nice paddle on the boards, refreshing ourselves in the warm water. As we watched the sunset, which was amazing this time, we played our usual card game, Gin. We spent the evening looking at the stars, and reminding ourselves how lucky we were to be here.