Carmanah had her “Extreme Make Over” beginning in 2005— to coin the name of a popular TV show of the day. We went through and replaced or upgraded just about everything back then. Unfortunately, stuff doesn’t last forever, especially in the tropics. The replacement of worn or broken items has cut into our winter cruise a little bit this year. So far, the inverter/charger, the refrigeration, and the auto pilot all gave up. The aluminum toe rail is badly in need of replacing or refinishing as well. The good news is we haven’t let repairs slow us down too much. We made it down as far as Zihuantanejo and are now heading back up the Baja setting up for a slightly early haul-out—late April. We want to be back in Washington by the beginning of May to prepare the m/v Restless for a run to Alaska. In Mexico this year, we’ve focused on staying longer in favorite places like Tenacatita where we can swim from the boat, play beach bocce every day, dive the central rock, paddle board to the little town of La Manzanilla and hang out with a rotating contingent of our cruising friends. We’re still looking forward to visits from my sister Lisa in about a week as well as Greg & Jen just before our haul-out.
Despite a few challenges, a great season so far.
Guess we’re in La Paz.
My whole reason for coming to La Paz. The best ribs ever.
Our landfall on the Baja coming back from the mainland was Playa Bonanza. Just 20 miles from La Paz, Bonanza has a remote 2 mile beach that’s spectacular.
Our 33 year old auto pilot crapped in the middle of a very dark, very rough night coming up coast from Zihua. Bad timing. But, this little spare that we hook up to the windvane rudder with the main rudder locked works great as a temporary fix.
Sometimes Lucy just likes to climb inside of my hat and take a nap. Very strange.
Carmanah and crew at the Banderas Bay Regatta. Great, fun group. We were third in our class–the performance division. Nice close racing. Our spinnaker, Patches, had a tough 3rd day.
Bob showed up in La Cruz from Bainbridge Island looking pretty pale. After a week on the water doing the Banderas Bay Regatta, he looked a lot more acclimated.
Opening ceremonies of the Banderas Bay Regatta. These dancers were incredible.
After day 1 of the Banderas Bay Regatta, everyone piled into the cockpit for the ride back to La Cruz with plenty of cold beers. Someone observed that the transom was nearly underwater.
Last night in La Cruz with friends at Coqui’s. Special place for us.
Coqui is teaching Donna the cool way to make tortillas in the kitchen of her restaurant. It’s all in the wrist.
Our niece Ruby and her friend Hunter visited while we were in Barra de Navidad. Heading out to go snorkeling.
Nicki, Eliza & I paddled across to La Manzanilla which seemed like a big feat until we all swam across a few weeks later.
Bring on the bacon. A “guilt-free” breakfeast on the beach in La Manzanillo for the 10 nuts who swam across the bay from Tenacatita–2.25 miles–totally a blast. Both Donna and I were part of the group. The water was 82 degrees.
You can never have too many shoes. Our friend Virginia of the s/v Harmony shows off her platform shoes that allow her to see over the cabin top when helming.
The crew of Carmanah for the Tenacatita Race(?) celebrating the big win.
Beach bocce in Perula with Carmanah anchored in the background. Great stop over spot when heading north to Banderas Bay.
Our official badges
Barb and Gretchen, part of our Quincy Crew for the Sailfest race around the rock. They’ve signed up (and won) each of the 3 three times we’ve participated in the Zihuatanejo event.
At Sailfest we took folks out sailing in the evening to raise money for local schools. As luck would have it, on one night we all saw the “green flash” shortly after this photo was taken.
Donna spent the morning with some of the other cruisers at this infinity pool overlooking Zihua Harbor as kind of a break from the Sailfest festivities.
A Shot and A Shave is a Sailfest event that involves getting shaved with a straight razor and having tequilla poured down your throat. The guys let Donna perform the honors since she was walking by.
A New Year’s eave tradition. The paper balloons with a candle under rise up into the sky when they get hot enough. Here in Tenecatita off the transom of El Gato (a catamaran of course) we all made our wish and launched them. Some flew, some didn’t
My balloon didn’t immediately crash & burn this year. A good sign I hope. Luckily no cedar shake roofs around here.