I am sitting in the cockpit as I write this entry. I have been on watch since 4:00 AM. The sun is just now rising so I can see the laptop key board. It's blowing between 15 and 20 knots; we have just the reefed main up averaging 6 knots toward Cabo San Lucas. It's a beautiful morning!

We left Magdalena Bay or Mag Bay as the yachties call it, yesterday morning. Our visit into Mag. Bay was without incident. When we entered the bay Torben and I immediately felt we were entering through the Golden Gate back before the Golden Gate was ever built! I felt a pang of homesickness only for a moment. We sailed north and anchored in what I called Sausalito but it really was Man of War Cove. There was a small village but there was no Spinnaker Restaurant or cute little shops, quite the contrary!

Torben had a bug in his shorts about wanting to take the dingy up to San Carlos which was a TEN mile ride each way. That's like going from RYC to San Francisco and back and the conditions were very similar. We'll just say that Torben's idea of rough is far different from mine and leave it to that.

After much debate, we decided to tie up to the commercial pier. (Can you image tying up a dingy to a commercial pier?) Well luckily as we approached we were waved over to the back side where we tied off onto a 45 foot sport fishing boat from Dana Point who then was tied off to an old decrepit steel hulled some thing or another. It was like crawling through the bowels of a rusty whale to get to the pier.

We explored the town. Had an awesome lunch at a hotel called Alcatraz which had internet access. We spent the afternoon sending and answering emails. I was happy I got to talk to Ricky on skype. Our internet connections have been sketchy at best. Before we knew it was already 4:30. We quickly packed up the computer and headed back for the dingy. When we got back we chatted it up with the owner of the sport fishing boat. Super nice guys. When Torben told them he hadn't caught a darn fish this whole trip, they took pity on him and gave us two Mai Mai fillets and two fishing lures that he said would sure do the trick. (Still waiting).

Now I wouldn't say the trip home was rougher then when going over but it was quite interesting planing a dingy down a following sea with one pontoon half way deflated and a dingy floor so soft that when it crest the wave the dingy nearly folded in half! As the sun was going down rapidly so did the air remaining in the dingy! Now you know that we made it back to Tivoli safely, (had to call in a favor from the big guy upstairs) otherwise I wouldn't be here telling you this story, but one thing is for sure. From now on I am not going for any more of Torben's shenanigans, and I will always bring the dingy air pump on our excursions.

The next day was so much better. We actually managed to rendezvous with Jim and Debbie Gregory aboard Morpheus! They left San Diego a week behind us and are heading toward the East Coast via the Panama Canal. We've been trying to land in the same spot for days, now they can't get rid of us. I've been tracking them on the radar the last few hours. Looks like we both will make Cabo later this morning.

Torben is up now so I guess I'll join him for coffee to strategize our visit into Cabo. Laundry is high on the list and re-provisioning would be a good thing. We are 1,000 miles from home and yesterday marked two weeks out of the US. I still have lamb and chicken in the frig but no bread or fresh veggies.