October 6,
2012
What a
wonderful day: lazy, without purpose and totally relaxed. We had already decided that after a lot of work
and a barrage of social obligations it was time to do…nothing, with nobody. The
morning involved a light breakfast and completing a few basic chores, then into
the cockpit for a couple of good reads: for me, my current mystery and for him,
of course, a manual on the new remote for our autopilot. We had devised a
method for hanging Buddi’s cage in the cockpit, in the shade under the dodger,
and were delighted to learn she was a happy camper when installed there. She
was a bit crabby on waking this morning but happy as a clam when we brought her
on deck, eating like crazy and taking a soaking bath in her drinking water.
After alfresco lunch on deck I
launched my kayak and paddled about to the 
island and to the outside wall
closest to our boat. I’m a fairly experienced kayaker at this point and have
yet –knock on wood- to turn it over, Still I am reluctant to carry my little
digital camera with me which is disappointing as I seem to miss some good
shots. I didn’t see much below water, a
few small fish such as we see in the marina and a lazy sea turtle. I did see a couple of crabs with bright red and blue markings either
mating or fighting or perhaps just joking among friends…as with humans it is
sometimes hard to distinguish!
island and to the outside wall
closest to our boat. I’m a fairly experienced kayaker at this point and have
yet –knock on wood- to turn it over, Still I am reluctant to carry my little
digital camera with me which is disappointing as I seem to miss some good
shots. I didn’t see much below water, a
few small fish such as we see in the marina and a lazy sea turtle. I did see a couple of crabs with bright red and blue markings either
mating or fighting or perhaps just joking among friends…as with humans it is
sometimes hard to distinguish! |
| Out in our cruisers' car |
Back at the boat I talked Larry into
getting into the water with our snorkel equipment…which turned out to be beyond
repair. But the water was refreshing and we got to see what was swimming
beneath our boat. Later Voyager arrived with Bill and Julie aboard and we
lowered the dinghy for a visit and a turn around the anchorage.
After that it was back on board to
shower and sit on the deck with a small glass of wine and a cold cerveza and
enjoy the setting sun. Three large motor yachts were anchored nearby and supplied
a bit of Mexican music.
Shortly after retiring to watch an
episode of Deadwood, the wind rose and large swells came into the anchorage
from the West making our home rise like a leviathan from the water and then
crash, bow first into the trough. The night was long and extremely
uncomfortable. Milagro pitched like a huge 44,000 lb. bucking bronco. At times
we levitated off the bed; thank goodness for memory foam! The only good parts of the ordeal were 1) the
boat was well-anchored and 2) always headed into the wind making our ride
forward and back, rather than side to side. Both Larry and I got up frequently
to ascertain that we were indeed on our mark and not dragging anchor across the
cove and onto the rocks.
Later…..FYI, I am writing this about
2:30 a.m. I was awakened by the rolling of Milagro as the wind causes the wind
generator to whirr and the boat to creak. I sneak out on deck to the top of the
companion way (house rule: nobody goes out on the foredeck alone at night) and
watch for a few minutes as large swells roll under us and the wind blows
vigorously. With the moon shining brightly a millions of stars lighting up the
sky I could read out here if I chose.
As daylight began to appear in the
east we got up and I made coffee with some difficulty. We were still pitching
and noticed that all other boats, including Voyager, had departed. We had hoped
to explore the anchorage more in the dinghy today but it was still looking a
bit rough for a pleasant trip. A call from our friends on Seychelles with a weather report confirmed
that another night at Candellero, beautiful though it was, would prove equally
as uncomfortable. We decided to pull up
anchor and head north about 20 miles to Isla San Francisco.
[A moment for an aside. Any who know me well
are aware of my predilection to mal de mer, the dreaded seasickness. During my
absence Larry heard of a miraculous preventative (Sturgeron forte) available in
Mexico but not in the U.S., and
purchased some for me from one of the many local pharmacia’s; this medication
is touted as having NO side effects. As I take regular medication for heart,
blood pressure and asthma I decided to check with my favorite English speaking
doctor, Dr. Tuchmann. During an hour’s visit with him he translated all of my
prescription to their Mexican counterparts, researched the particulars of
Sturgeron and verified that it would not interact badly with any of my regular
scrips (just a warning not to drink alcohol when taking it); he also verified
that Larry’s Celebrex was available for locally and gave my spouse his regular
B-12 shot: all for 500 pesos or about $40 USD!!
Still, the best part is that Sturgeron works!!
One half a tablet, which can be taken even after symptoms appear, quells the
queasies. I notice a slight feeling of “being tired” but that does not
interfere with my ability to perform necessary duties.
I am thrilled!]
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