We were motor sailing with a couple of miles to go and a pack of boats behind us as the sun was setting. The boats ahead were a couple of miles away and provided no path for us to follow as we approached the anchorage. Fortunately, we had the
GPS coordinates provided by one of our cruising
guides. Thanks to a combination of these
waypoints and Trisha and Chuck keeping a sharp eye out, we raced into the
anchorage at about six knots with a handful of boats tagging along close behind.
In the morning we woke up in a huge anchorage with a hundred or so sailboats in the waters all around us.
is the home of a tiny fishing village with dirt roads and few amenities but
amazingly friendly people. Aside form
its natural beauty, the most prominent feature is an over abundance of
yellowish, brownish dust covering everything.
Thanks to a period of very high winds, the dust was distributed in sand
storm style over all the boats in the anchorage. Turtle Bay reminded us of a
lesson learned long ago in Turtle
Bay . An ice cold Tecate beer costs three dollars near
the beach and one dollar five blocks inland. California
We had just started our
experience. We practiced a bit of
Spanish and realized that recycling is more of an American phenomenon. Garbage is garbage in Mexico . After fifteen years of owning Interabang, I jumped from her deck into
the water for the very first time in Mexico . This was the first of many firsts to come. Turtle
|Derrick and the Skipper from Knuckle Dragger|