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Hot on the heels of our last visit to Puerto Penasco, we relived much of the usual road trip Southward, dog puke and all.

You’ve probably heard the phrase “a man will pay more than asking price for something he needs now, whereas a woman will buy something she doesn’t need at half price”, or something like that. Well, the same goes for us.

Pam had purchased a 55-pound bag of dog food at Costco. “It was only $21.00!” Okay, then.

She had plans for the kibble, however, and stowed small packages of it in the trunk to pass out to the locals for their respective dogs. About half of the bag went to them, and I thought the other half might make a small dent in Barb’s dog food bills.

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It’s a fair-sized operation a few klicks North of town.

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Nice lady, Barb. Doing good work.

So we pulled into Rocky Point about 25 pounds lighter and quickly floated the boat, sweeping away all the sand and rocks into the harbor. I wondered how much got down into the cockpit drain, and gave it a goodly blast of seawater from a bucket, hoping it all flushed through.

Headed over to Marina Fonatur, and look who’s still here.

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Hannes had to get some dental work done, and thus put off their departure for a couple more days. We hardly saw either of them during our stay, due to a big push to change over their old computer to some new Apple product. I guess their old Windows programs were somewhat incompatible. 😉

Dinner that evening was again at Tacos Marco’s, so far the best tacos in town I’ve had.

Day 2-

Up before dawn, walk the dogs, make the coffee, and Pam’s sleeping in. Good. According to the weather reports, today was supposed to be slightly breezy, so I threaded on the reefing lines.

After a while we put out of the harbor for a day-sail, and I was happy to reef.

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I had the 150% genoa down below 100%, and we were sailing along quite speedily, above 5 knots on the GPS. Just needed to tighten that luff on the mainsail a bit.

I found out that the Bad Elf GPS unit I use on the iPad doesn’t care to have the iPad’s lower function bar left up, as it messes with recording my sailing tracks.

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It’s that grey bar at the bottom. I had set the display’s brightness way down to conserve battery life during the sail, and had left the bar open. Consequently, there was no record of Tuesday’s jaunt, beyond a few photos.

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We got back into port with some daylight left, so I elected to climb a sandy hill not far from the marina. The old channel lights, something you might use to put yourself on the harbor entrance’s rocks or the sand bars further in, are inoperative at the moment. The hill with the rear light was my objective.

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We trudged on up, getting a serious dressing down from the local dogs.

That’s El Pinacate, the volcano, in the far background.

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In the fading light, we headed back to Fonatur, thinking about dinner. It was decided to go to La Curva, where we split a humongous combination plate, washed down with beer.

Day 3-

After the rituals, I wanted to get over to Cabrales’ yard to inquire about the availability of a marine surveyor in this town. Senor Cabrales gave me a business card of one who lives up near Phoenix, saying “He’s pretty inexpensive, around $300.00, but don’t quote me on that”. We’ll see. For sale in the yard was the 80 foot ketch Ocean, at a mere $595,000.00.

 

A quick stop over at the Challenger ketch, where I’d hoped to let Pam see the interior, but she was locked up with no Ernesto in sight. Pam peered through the ports. So it goes.

Back at Fonatur, we put out of the slip for another day sail, this time under very light winds, which soon became non-existent.

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Once again, dinner at La Curva, where the nacho supreme platter was just too much good food.

Day 4-

I prefer to bring more than enough, rather than not enough, coffee. Extra strong coffee that morning, the kind that eats the dentin off your teeth.

Seeing as how high tide was around mid-day, I took down the mainsail, then spent a fair amount of time on the ‘puter in the cabin. While below, Sabine came by and offered us a small kletzenbrot. It’s a traditional Christmas type of fruitcake, which she had baked while cloistered aboard Cayenne.

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That’s a Speedy Gonzales Pez dispenser alongside.

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Thank you, Sabine!

She updated us on their plans. Head South, then West towards the South Pacific. Need crew?

After haul out, we grabbed a large seafood cocktail at El Doctor’s roadside stand and hit the road. Having learned our APHIS lesson crossing into the US the last time, I declared our leftover butter and tortilla chips. There was no mention of the kletzenbrot, which Pam had spirited away somewhere.

It is said if you eat the kletzenbrot before Christmas, you’ll grow ears like a donkey, and Pam had tasted it while I was away Friday evening.

Stay tuned.

Update: The kletzenbrot was delicious, and I heard that whales have been spotted 20-30 miles to the West of port.

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2 Comments

  1. Hey Tom, nice write-up on my visit…..couldn’t have done it any better. You captured everything. I made it back to Colorado safe, spent X-Mas in Aspen and Steamboat Springs. Tons of snow and temperatures around -18. Brrrrr.
    Too cold for snowboarding said the old man and decided to hang out with friends instead. Back home in Longmont now, enjoying my days off. I exchanged a few IMs with Sabine and Hannes. Happy new year to you and your loved ones, we’ll see each other at the dock in PP some day. Warm Greetings, Harald (alias Daniel D.)

    • Thanks, Harald. I hope to see you down in Mexico again, or maybe here at the Ranch in Tucson? 😉

      Happy New Year to you and your “Love Bug”!


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