El Gato has just returned to Pacific Mexico from a three-month journey to the Sea of Cortez. We’ve heard about the Sea for a long time, but mainly when we began our cruising adventures in Mexico last year. So, was it all that? Well, it’s hard to explain. It was sort-of … Continue reading
El Gato has been in the Sea of Cortez for a few months now, cruising around and between the islands. In that time, we have returned to La Paz several times in order to renew our 4-year Mexican citizenship and reprovision El Gato, as pickins’ are slim in the islands. La … Continue reading
The assault began the instant I switched the light on. It took me a minute to comprehend just what was happening before I shielded the beam with my hand, but I realized at that moment my choices were dim, either way. I could stumble blindly through the pitch black night, … Continue reading
Today is Dad’s birthday. He died 4 1/2 months ago. I miss him terribly, every day. In fact, this is the first time since he died that I have been able to blog– about anything. So I thought I’d dedicate my first blog following my hiatus to him. I think … Continue reading
Holy Moly! In less than ONE WEEK El Gato will be heading down the Baja Peninsula to points south. We have been in Ensenada since April, getting to know the boat (we took possession of her in January in San Diego) and outfitting her for cruising. So, you’d think after … Continue reading
Despacio, Por Favor!! Please, SLOW THE $#@% DOWN!!! Jeff and I are driving a rental car from Ensenada to La Paz, Mexico and beyond, down the Trans-Peninsular Highway. 1000 miles of 2-narrow lane, mostly paved, sometimes flat, often steep, monotonously straight, blindly-curvy cactus-lined and shoulder-lacking highway. We’ve become complacent in our current living situation … Continue reading
Ensenada, Mexico, our home port, has a split personality. It can be a charming place to stroll the seaside malecon, listening to the barking of the ever-present sea lions, or a hectic whirlwind of frantic tourists cramming all they can into a few hours of port-time. Cruiseport Marina, where El Gato is docked, … Continue reading
“Whale!” I shriek, lunging for the lifeline on the beam of El Gato. “Grab my camera!” It’s barely moving,, just a long stretch of its brownish back, but it’s a WHALE!! No, wait. It’s not moving at all, I realize as we pass it by. Is it dead? No, turns … Continue reading
Where to start? OK, not gonna bore you with the details. Here it is in a nutshell. After 3 agonizingly long months, Kismet finally got a new engine. During that time: a) we found a boat on the west coast that we eventuallly bought, and b) we were displaced from … Continue reading
We’ve been battling rolling ocean swells for over 26 hours, and I have never been so ready to get off the boat. Jeff is exhausted and, after the boat is nestled securely in the marina slip, he is sound asleep. Walk. I must walk. I need to stretch my legs and … Continue reading