We were thankful that the distance for the next leg to Bahia Santa Maria was only 240 nautical miles compared to 360 in the first leg. Considering the distance and our average boat speed, it was likely that we would be anchoring in the dark. Before setting out in September, Trisha and I agreed that we would never enter a strange port at night. This is a dangerous practice because most landmarks are not visible and the lights, if any, can play tricks on you, especially when you’re tired. We made an exception for the Baja Ha-Ha rally stops because both have large entrances, few obstructions, and we had the waypoints from our cruising guide. We entered Bahia Santa Maria a little after . Trisha and Chuck were tired and I was exhausted with only a couple hours sleep over two days. Entering the bay was no problem, finding a place to anchor was another story.
|So happy to be here!|
We woke up the next morning to find ourselves anchored in a bay with sailboats. No marina, no tug, no fishing boats, nothing but sailboats. We now had a first-hand experience with the tricks lights can play.
Bahia Santa Maria was even more remote than
. There was no village, just a small fishing
camp consisting of six or so little structures up on a bluff. Trisha and I launched the dinghy and explored
the beach. We’ve been told that it is
not unusual for boats to leave the rally in Bahia Santa Maria to take more time
exploring the area. We could totally see
why. Walking an untouched white sand
beach with a warm breeze it was clear that we had found the Turtle Bay we hade
been waiting for. Mexico
|Trisha found this whale vertebrae on the beach|
|Beach party at Bahia Santa Maria|