November 11, 2017
Leaving El Burro in Bahia de Concepcion we were graced with a big power boat blasting down the channel. Affirming our decision to leave before the weekend brought jet skis and noise. Wow, I must be getting old… Fingers crossed that we could have another anchorage to ourselves was thwarted as we see a line of three sailboats making their…
November 10, 2017
With the prospect of the port closing again we got an early start before the winds picked up. This wasn’t a bad thing since we also 53 miles to cover which would take eight plus hours and approaching the winter solstice the days are getting shorter. Dawn departure from Santa Rosalia In hanging out with Jolly Dogs we had talked…
November 6, 2017
The hop from San Francisquito to Santa Rosalia is about 80 miles, using our typical speed of 6 knots would make for a 13 hour passage. Up at 2:00am on on our way with some moonlight to guide us out of the bay at a crisp 6.8 knots. Moon light departure from San Francisquito There is an interesting phenomenon just…
November 5, 2017
We really enjoyed San Francisquito. I mean really what isn’t to enjoy? Great fishing, check! Great snorkeling, check! Good hiking, check! Dolphins, check! Anchorage slot at San Francisquito There is a narrow slot in the bay of San Francisquito, which is a perfect place to wait out strong winds. Lucky for us the weather was calm since the slot was…
November 4, 2017
Our friends Mark and Isabel on JollyDog, a sister ship to Strikhedonia, had been in the Bahia L.A. area for a few weeks and our hope was to cross paths before the started moving south. As luck would have it they heard our radio calls and turned on their AIS giving us a rendezvous point. A few hours later we…
November 2, 2017
After a relaxing crossing, we settled in at El Alacran for an peaceful nights sleep that was nearly devoid of wind or waves. A perfect way to catch up on sleep and get reacquainted with the Baja. It is magical to watch the sunrise while staring out at the sea while on the Baja, it simply never gets old. Once…
November 1, 2017
We spent a night on the dock at the Fonatur marina in Guaymas. This gave a chance to rinse the boat off after all the dust and dirt in Gabriel’s yard and to get a few more things put back together. On arrival we followed the “best to ask forgiveness than permission” by tying up to the dock before getting…