12/28/13
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Just up from the beach a lovely little apartment |
Left San Carlos around 10am in the
company of 3 other boats heading across the sea to Puerto Escondido,
or La Paz. An uneventful 24hour motorboat ride to Puerto Escondido,
stayed 2 days, then headed back across the sea to Mazatlan, 309
miles, should take 3 days. Took off around noon and started sailing
right away, the sea was pretty lumpy/rolly, but the forecast said it
should be smoothing out right about now. I thought I had my sea legs
under me, but I was wrong. The sea did not smooth out, the boat
would sail along for a bit with a little side to side roll, then
suddenly it would veer wildly through the waves. Pretty quickly we
had the few things not stowed properly tied down, but you could hear
cans in the bilge sliding back and forth, never heard that before!!
I got sick. Not violently ill, but
pretty much useless, sleeping on and off for 24 hours. Poor Marcus
didn't get much in the way of relief at the helm. The good news was,
we sailed for 24 hours, the bad news was I still wasn't up to being
much help the second day either. In my already dark mood, this was
just not good. If I could have gotten off the boat I would have. UG
By the 3rd day I finally felt good again and started to
enjoy the trip. I'm sure being less than a day away from land and
one of my favorite cities may have had something to do with my
improved mood.
About 6pm the last day, we realized we
were going to arrive in Mazatlan around 2am, and we sure didn't want
to negotiate the narrow channel going into the marina at that hour.
We could anchor out at Isla Venados, or we could just drift for a few
hours. The sea was flat and calm with a just a breath of wind, so we
put up the gib (small sail in the front) and just ghosted along at 1
½ knots for four hours. About 2am we fired up the motor and headed
to Mazatlan, arriving as the sun came up. We pulled into a slip, and
went below for an early morning nap.