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!
This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
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