Friday, October 7, 2011

Monday, March 22, 1993 - Bahia Magdalena, Mexico

Boy, what a good night's sleep! Slept like logs for 9 hours.
An absolutely perfect day! The air is so clean and fresh. The temperature is ideal. The water is so clean and clear, I could see 30-40 feet down the anchor chain.
While Roy changed the oil, I stayed out of his hair by going Royaking. This is an isolated, almost deserted area. No towns, no villages. Just a few fishermen's huts. Windswept, desolate hills shelter us from the ocean. Saw some pelicans, cormorants, Garibaldi fish, and a large porpoise swimming along. There was a small fishing boat in the distance and a hut on the beach, but no other sign of life.
After lunch, we sailed 17 miles to Bahia Magdalena and dropped anchor for the night. It was ideal sailing. Just enough wind to push us along at 4 knots. Used the headsail, main, and mizzen. The warm air caressed our skin. A perfect day!
As we entered the bay, a panga (motorboat) with five fishermen in it came close to us. I called, "Hola!" One of the men held up a fish. I said, "Pescado. Bueno." (Fish. Good.) Roy held up a small bag of candy, and I said, "Dulce." (Candy.) The panga pulled alongside the Jofian, and the man began tossing fish onto the deck. He threw half a dozen, but one hit the lifeline and ricocheted into the water. Roy threw them the bag of candy. They smiled broadly and zoomed off, certain they'd gotten the best of the bargain. Five fresh fish for a nickel's worth of candy! Whatta deal!

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