Mark and I seem to do things slightly off schedule. So, why wouldn’t we stay in Baja Norte with its cold temps, northerly winds, and lack of snorkeling for winter? The prior post was about our time in Don Juan. We left there just before New Years for an overnight sail to Santa Rosalia, which…
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puerto don juan
Hopping in the time machine, let’s head back to 17 Dec 2023. We departed Puerto Peñasco after a simple rigging repair and a few days in a slip. We set off on a 41-hour, 179nm trip south to Don Juan, which is in the Sea of Cortez in Baja by Bahia de Los Angeles. Some…
four months later…
Well. I did not plan for a 4 month lapse in blog posts. I expected to have a weekly–or at least bi-weekly–writing habit. Mark continues his streak of never ever blogging. 2024 has been filled with social time, a few projects, and a lot of moving. Since departing Peñasco, we have sailed just over 1,065…
welcome to our second season
It’s that time of year! No, not the one where Santa visits. The one where the named wind storms head south for winter and therefore, so can we. We splashed last week. That’s cruiser terminology for going back into the water. If you have 10 mins, watch the full video playlist of MACH 5 moving…
where are we? where have we been?
Ahoy! It’s late September, if you haven’t already listened to Earth, Wind, & Fire’s September (video)…you have 3 days! Way back in June, we hauled MACH 5 out in Rocky Point aka Puerto Penasco aka Arizona’s beach. We re-entered America on 22 June. Then we did all this: And that brings us to today and…
provisions
As we adapt to cruising life, a few things happen. One is the trash situation from the previous blog post. Another is food. In sailing terms, one provisions. One does not stop by the grocery store to pick up things for dinner. We left La Paz on April 27 with our final provisioning run being…
rubbish. trash. basura.
Whatever you call waste from living, cooking, eating, cleaning, it has to go somewhere. In the USA in land-life, we are luckily that these really wonderful people come by every week and make it disappear. They are actual lifesavers and essential workers, yet we look down upon them and never aspire to that job. When…
time zones
My first memory of time zones is from 1981. I was 10yo. We lived in Bullhead City, AZ for a bit. My Dad worked for Don Laughlin (the founder of Laughlin, NV) as a private pilot and blackjack dealer. AZ is mountain time and didn’t do daylight savings time. My memory is that Dad left…
Bahìa Magdalena, Baja Sur
We arrived in Mag Bay–as cruisers call it–on Wednesday, March 22 after a 3 day, 2 night uneventful motor sail. We needed to be in by midday on Wednesday because a blow was coming. Before the blow, while we were underway, we lived the proverbial “calm before the storm.” The Pacific Ocean looked like a…
Bahìa Tortugas, Baja Sur
We arrived in Bahìa Tortugas (Turtle Bay) on Wednesday morning. We anchored, got ship shape, ate breakfast burritos, and went to bed! The passage was our first multi-day–4 days and 3 nights. We did better about sleeping. We started very seasick and with me (Christiana) colliding with the wooden back of the settee with my…