Captain's Log - Star Date February 21, 2010

Hi Everyone. We recently watched a Star Trek movie, hence the silly title.

After our home stint we flew first to Phoenix for the Barret Jackson Sale at the request of some racing friends. Lovely weather in Phoenix that weekend, rainy, windy, really cold. Our two days there really made us appreciate the 30 degree sunshine we encountered upon arrival in Puerto Vallarta again. We over-nighted at the boat, made sure everything was O.K. then flew to Guadalajara the next day to join our Mexican friends, David and Sandra and Pedro and Olga. We couldn't have planned a more special trip. Both couples have lived in this beautiful city and were very eager to show us everything they possibly could. We day tripped to Lake Chapala, a beautiful resort community, had a snack of local goodies and were serenaded by the best Mariachi band ever (if you like Mariachi), then we toured over to a village also on the lake called Ajijic (aheeheek) where many Canadians have second homes. We had a late lunch at a very quaint, very lovely hotel owned by an ex-Victoria family. Fantastic food and romantic history for both of our sets of friends - Pedro and Olga were engaged here. The next day we were shown and shopped through the prime shopping districts of Mexico, all things artsy come from Guadalajara no matter where you buy it. And finally we toured through the city center with it's stately Cathedral, Governor's Palace and a historic orphanage, all with beautiful architecture and important historical value. Guadalajara has a huge public market, of Granville Island BC quality. Our mission here was to purchase a molecajete for our boat (large stone dish with Stone pestle) lots of fun searching through the labyrinth of shops to find it. Of course through out our time in Guad. we ate superb food and drank copious amounts of good wine. There is a sandwich in Guad. that is a local specialty (can't be found anywhere else) called a drowned sandwich. It is tender bbq pork in a salty crusty roll smothered in tomatoe-y red sauce and topped with hot sauce. Pedro knew the best little hole in the wall shop to get these at. Yummy. We are very grateful to our friends for insisting that we visit them in Guadalajara, it was a must see.

Back in Puerto Vallarta, we are back on the dock no more than a half an hour when Glen hears somebody calling his name. It is a friend from Calgary, he and his wife and two other couples are staying at the Paradise Village Resort. Just by fluke this friend had walked by the marina on his way for food and saw Glen. So we spent the next two evenings enjoying this group's company. What a small world.

Now it's time to be boaters again and we leave the comforts of the marina and head out into the vast Pacific waters on our way further south. Our next destination will be Barra de Navidad. The plan is to do this trip in two or three days as there are a couple of supposedly nice anchorages along the way. After 10 hr of travel we pull into Chamela Bay just before dark, set the anchor well and snuggle in for dinner and a movie on board, our first night on our own for many days. At 10:00pm the wind starts to pick up, blowing right into the anchorage and by 11:00pm we have 6 ft swells coming into the bay from the ocean. The boat will not point into the waves, it insists on laying sideways to them causing huge sideways roll of the boat. As you may imagine this is not very comfortable and we rush to buckle everything down before it crashes from one side of the boat to the other. It becomes so extreme that we finally start the engines and use the bow and stern thrusters to keep the boat pointed into the waves while still on anchor. Will the anchor hold?????? By midnight we have decided that this is not a passing squall and it will be better to travel in it than to be anchored in it so since we will be up all night anyway, we haul anchor and head out, we should reach the next anchorage by dawn. Running in this weather is easy as the waves are coming right at our nose, it pours rain, the wind blows and our good old Mystery Ship plows along. Life is comfortable again. Dawn arrives and we are approaching the next anchorage. There is some chatter on the VHF radio and it is between two boaters that are on opposite sides of this large bay. The gist of the conversation is that both parties have had a rough night, neither is happy with their location and both are contemplating pulling up and heading to Barra de Navidad. So this basically decides what we are going to do so we keep on chugging and arrive at Barra about noon. This is bar none the most deluxe boat facility/resort along this coast. The majestic Grand Bay Hotel climbs up the hillside in architectural layers reminiscent of Morocco and Spain, it has two large pools, fitness areas - indoor and out, several restaurants and bars and views like no other. The marina is first class. A 24 hr water taxi service joins the resort to the small village of Barra de Navidad. The village is a collection of small hotels, multitudes of tourist shops, neat little restaurants and a couple of night clubs (glorified bars with music - very rustic but fun). This is the primo boating destination for most of the south cruisers and we run into many old acquaintances and make several more. This type of boating is very social. Happy hour is mandatory. We stayed at the Grand Bay Hotel last year when we were checking out places to go in Mexico, so we are quite familiar with this place. By now we are pretty much shopped out and the weather is so nice that we spend our days at the pool. I did yoga on the beach one morning (slept too late for every other class). Glen and I attended mass at the local church on Sunday - can't understand, but know the general program.
While we were in Guadalajara, we met Pedro and Olga's good friend Kiko and his girlfriend Miriam. Kiko has a resort house in Manzanillo, 40 mins from Barra. He picked us up from the boat, drove us through Manzanillo and up the winding road to his exclusive neighborhood and cliff side home. The property, home, views...are all stunning. We are definitely seeing how the upper class are living in Mexico. Kiko's resort home is great, but Glen and I really want to convince his cook - Pancha - that she should come on the boat with us. She prepared us lobster, octopus, dorado fish and abalone, all to perfection. Her breakfast a traditional breakfast of chiliquiles (spelling???) with eggs and bacon was good to the last crumb. Very nice people and so excited to share their lives with us. We Canadians have a long way to go in the friendly to strangers game. On the way back to Barra, Kiko stops us into the local fruit stands and helps us select the best specimens. We head out the next day.

Our next destination will be Ixtapa/Zihuatinejo. Again we plan on doing it in a couple over night anchor stops. We are ready for the rolly stuff this time. Our boat is equipped with things called "flopper stoppers" and they are big plates that hang into the water from big poles that swing out from the side of the boat and are held in place by a series of guy ropes. Mucho time consuming to set up but effective in limiting the rolling action of the boat in the ocean swells. Thankfully we don't have any storms happening and both of our anchor out nights are restful. We dive under the boat one day to replace worn zincs (long story as to what they are), but the water is too cloudy from the surging water to be able to drop down to the ocean floor and explore the sea life.
Next stop is Ixtapa. The marina is here and there are some hotels (not beach side) and apartment buildings, some restaurants, but the main attractions are all in Zihua which is a 15 min. cab ride away. Interesting little town, there is a very nice bay to anchor in and would probably be the best anchorage along the coast, but I am going home for a few days and Glen will be on his own so the marina will be the safest place to be. Well, as long as he stays clear of the alligator - Pedro. There is a sign on the dock, to watch small pets at all times, as Pedro has been know to snatch them for lunch. He is a big guy too - about 12 feet. He came by to check our boat out the first night of our stay. We do know he doesn't like tortillas - yes I know we aren't supposed to feed the wild life, but he didn't eat it so we didn't feed him - right?

Hasta Luego! See you later.

Finally I'm on line again!

Merry Christmas and Happy 2010!

Well it has been a while hasn't it. Sorry, but poor internet service is my first excuse and we've been very busy for the balance of the time. I thought that we were supposed to be relaxing!

From La Paz on the Baja, we toured a bit north in the Sea of Cortez and stopped at some wonderful anchorages. The first was at Isla Espirutu, it was so lovely and tropical looking as we pulled to the shallow turquoise water surrounded by shining sandy beaches. I could actually see the anchor set in the sand as we let it down. Mexican anchorages we have since learned are not nearly as snug and calm as what we are used to on the west coast of Canada. There is always a prevailing wind and most often there are swells in the water. But we have learned that our anchor has a powerful hold and we don't worry as it bumps and grinds during the night. The vegitation on the surrounding islands is predominatly desert varieties, but a casual hike across one island educated us to the fact that there are literally hundreds of different cacti and succulents. Everything was green and blooming from the rains in October. Very beautiful. So one day was spent wahing the boat of it's travel salt another day was the island hike and the next day was a scuba dive off of one of the points. We were only in about 20 feet of water, but were amazed at the quantity and quality of marine life. Our new dive compressor works very well and we always have fresh tanks. We traveled to two other anchorages each with their own special points of interest and we never had more than one or two other boats in the same place at one time.

Our next leg took us to the small village of Topolobampo on the west coast of the mainland Mexico. It is very out of the way for recreational boaters so we were the only yacht there. There is an amazing sandspit at the entrance to the main harbour and we anchored here for our first night. There is a national park at the head of the spit that is made up of sand dune like one would see in the largest of deserts. We took our rubber dingy to the head and beached it so we could walk through these awesome dunes. As beautiful as any National Geograph photo, these dunes held the stories of all the creatures living there by the footprints/tracks in the sand. Of course I forgot to take the camera for this jaunt. We moved from this anchorage into the town site and overnighted so we could take a day trip in to Los Mochis about twenty minutes east. Arranging for a taxi ride was fun as the cabbies didn't speak English and our Spanish is very bad but with the help of a young fellow who spoke a bit of English we set everything up. He would accompany us and the cab driver to Los Mochis the next day. Turns out that as I am frantically looking up things in my dictionary to ask as we travel, this young fellow is also looking things up in his dictionary to reply. Still in the Topo area, we next move to an anchorage in a large but very shallow bay on the other side of the town. Shrimping is a very large industry here and the season is open. We of load the whaler as the bay is 7 miles long and head out for a day of exploration. We discover several fishing villages on the perimiter and an island that is home to every sea bird on the coast. Mexico has an abundance of sea birds and they are very entertaining to watch as the fish for their food. This bay is extremely shallow, 2 ft deep for the most part.

From Topo we head south down the coast to another obscure little town on a large bay, Altata. It is a 14 hr trip and we choose to do it overnight as there isn't enough daytime hrs to arrive in daylight. So we dodge large shrimping vessels in the darkness, all inconveniently fishing on our plotted course, and arrive at the mouth of the harbour as dawn is breaking. This entrance is a lot shallower than is recorded (Mexican charts are useless for navigation as they date from the 1700's - no lie!) only 10 ft below our bottom - too close for comfort. We wave down a passing panga (small wooden boat with motor) with a couple of fisherman on board and through our two words of Spanish and lots of sign language we convey that we would like them to show us the best way to get into the harbour and they did. All of the people we have encountered thus far have been extremely friendly and graciously accepting of our inability to comunicate. Once safely on our own again and heading up harbour to the town, 7 miles in, we are met with the colorful site of about 100 pangas fishing for shrimp being pulled along by their billowing sails. At first glance we thought there was a sail boat race going on. It is already a lovely sunny day by the time we have set anchor in front of the rows of resort houses and rinsed off the travel salt from the boat, so we decide to drop the dingy down and go explore the town. As we are doing this a boat load of people come by and after a few opening remarks, invite us to a birthday party. Why not? It has proved to be a very good move as David and Sandra who are very proud of their Mexico, have taken it upon them selves to show us all that they can. We met a bunch of lovely people at the party. Through David and Sandra, we have seen Culican (drug capital of Mexico), we have seen a vegitable farm - employs 400 people, this is where our Canadian super markets get their vegis from (we were presented with a box full of fabulous fresh vegis), we have seen Altata and the surrounding farm land, they introduced us to the finer art of eating in Mexico, have toured us through El Quelite - a magic village (it truly is), they showed us all of the good stuff in Mazatlan and when we retrun to Puerto Vallarta, they and another couple Pedro and Olga will tour us through Guadalajara. We will see a lot more of Mexico than we ever could have on our own.

So from Altata, we again did an overnighter to Mazatlan. Dodging fishing boats all night and arriving at dawn to the mouth of the Marina El Cid. This is our first stay in a marina since leaving La Paz. We have the use of the resort pools, concierge, private beach etc. It is a very nice resort, a short taxi ride from Old Mazatlan which is very picturesque. Cassie and Georgia join us here for Christmas and New Years and since David and Sandra have shown us all of the good stuff in Maztlan, we are able to show all of these wonderful things to our girls. Honestly a good time was had by all. Georgia's wish list included riding horses on the beach and we managed to find an outfit that did that and - wonders never cease - Glen rode with us. Quite fun and nice little horses to ride among all of the sun bathers with the waves curling around the horses' hooves. We met a nice family from Lethbridge who did the ride with us and later came to have happy hour on the boat with us. Sunsets from Mazatlan look amazing, so we spent a couple of evenings getting perfect photos from land points and one day took the whaler out to show the girls Mazatlan from the water ending with a photo session for the sunset from the water perspective. The girls flew home on Jan 3 and on Jan 4 our friends Keith an Trish joined us on the boat. Again we got to show off Mazatlan and then we thrilled them with a night trip down to Puerto Vallarta.

The Puerto Vallarta trip held a couple of suprises on my shift, a squall showing on radar that had me calling Glen up from sleep as I was concerned that there may be rough weather attached - happily only rain. Then I nearly toast a panga as he is out fishing in the blackness without lights and only flips them on as I am on top of him so I have to rapidly pull back the trottles and change direction to miss him, thus drawing Glen up from his sleep again. Now we are into a bit of rough water - slapping on the hull and Keith comes up. All in all, nothing really serious, but it gave us all lots to talk about the next day. We are docked at the Paradise Village Marina in Nuevo Vallarta. Again a lovely resort that we have the use of all facilities. We had a fun few days exploring P.V. with Keith and Trish and then we all flew home to Calgary on Jan 12. We are now into the parts of Mexico where we are encountering boaters that we have met along the way from San Diego down. Amazingly there are a good percentage of Canadian boaters. So we have no fear of getting bored with only ourselves to talk to. I should also have better wi fi access so I can update more often (unless we're too busy exploring!) Talk to you all soon.

San Diego to La Paz Mexico

So we head out from San Diego Harbour at 4:00 pm on Nov 1, so that we can get out of all the traffic before it gets dark - this takes about an hour. The plan is to travel over night and be at Ensenada, Mexico bright and early in the morning so we can get a jump on clearing customs and then continue on our way south. Well we should have done our own planning (we let "Captain Phil" do it) as the jaunt from S.D. to Ensenada is only 8 hrs at our normal 8 knot speed, so in order not to be to Ensenada in the dark (not wise to enter Mexican ports in the dark - charting is not really good) we had to travel at 5 knots, most people can walk faster than that. Happily, the water is flat, the winds are calm and we have the light of a beautiful full moon. We try out "our" idea of shifts, Cindy 7:00pm to 9:00pm (so Glen can have a nap), Glen 9:00pm to 12:00 midnight, Cap Phil midnight to 3:00am, Cindy 3:00am to 6:00am (or when ever Glen came up). And because everybody has so much rest, Glen basically runs the boat for the rest of the day with Phil taking a turn for a short time. I love my shift time as I got to have both the beauty and serenity of the moon lit waters, with the boat softly swishing through the night and the glory of the dawning days. We seriously couldn't have asked for better traveling conditions for our whole 6/24 days of travel. We have been blessed and completly spoiled.
Clearing customs in Ensenada was quickly done, we hired the marina agent to take us down to the clearance office and within 1 hour we were back at the boat fueling for the rest of the journey. All of the books we have been reading suggest that the customs process will take one to two days, I think the agent idea sped things up. So off we go. Why are we traveling night and day and not stopping along the way??? Well a couple of reasons, we have a good weather window to get to the Sea of Cortez right now, there are really only a couple of places to stop on the outside on the way down and we also don't want to have a Captain hired to spend time holiday-ing (so we have to get to an airport asap to send him home). Glen did throw the brand new fishing rod out (not literally) several afternoons and finally we caught a dorado fish. After fishing salmon, there is not much sport in this type of fishing. Basically you drag it in and clunk it on the head. Done deal. Well - not so for our first time, seems the fish didn't want to be dead so once clunked and stunned, when we brought him into the boat, he decided to come back to life and trash around, causing great commotion. Captain Phil finally jumped on him to restrain it while Glen finished him off. (the fish). Again the lovely water conditions played in our favor as we set the fish cleanning table up on the back swim grid and I processed the fish. Dorado makes lovely sashimi and is fantastic on the BBQ. I guess we will be able to survive. We arrived in La Paz, Costa Baja Marina on Nov 6 about noon. La Paz is a nice city, more quiet than Cabo area. We have found the grocery store, which is like any back home (stupid books!!! - I have so much stockpiled food on board). There sure aren't many tourists here (yet?). Suprisingly, not even people on their boats, even in the downtown marinas. We tested our dive gear by going under the boat to clear the sea weed collected in the stabalizer arms, makes for lots of noise as you are traveling. So our diving skills are refreshed for when we head out to Isla Espiritu. We will be diving on some of the reefs and having some fun. Glen has flown back to Calgary today for a funeral (his nefew), he'll be back here on Sat. So I will keep a low profile, keep the boat shinny and swim at the lovely beach that we have access to. We have discovered that our attempts at Spanish - suck. Unless you pronounce the word exactly correct, the people look at you like you have four heads, so Glen has decided that he will just use sign language. Seems to work best. So for now - Adios!

Mystery Ship

Oct 31, 2009 - Halloween. Trick or Treat.
We've been sitting at Pier 32 in San Diego since Oct 23, the boat has been here since Sept 13. We came early to attend a Nordhavn Rendezvous, which we did by car on Oct 24. We attended a seminar on cruising Mexico and met a fellow Nordhavn'r, owner of the new 75" sports fisher. We spent a sunny afternoon viewing his lovely boat and getting to know each other. The captain that we are using to go to Mexico, Phil Newton, is also taking this 75" down to Puerto Vallarta starting Oct 25, he will be back in time to motor south with us on Nov 1. We had some friends (racing buddies) from Laguna Hills join us for dinner on the boat one evening, so we re-hashed every race we'd ever attended with them and it left Glen wondering if slow boating was where he wanted to be. Kidding, he is committed (at least for now). So other than those two events, it has become a little boring just hanging out. The weather hasn't been really great, only about 18 degrees and a stiff breeze, but I guess that it is better than wearing a parka. Right? Tomorrow we head out on the first leg to Mexico. We'll leave at 3:00pm and travel over night to Ensenada, Mexico, where we will clear customs and such then head straight out on our way south to La Paz as our first real stop off. We will have to catch up on our sleep and send Phil off to catch his plane then we will be on our own for the next couple of weeks exploring places in the Sea of Cortez.

Introduction

This is the first entry to the Mystery Ship Adventures. Mystery Ship is the name of our 64 ft Nordhavn, passagemaker style boat. Glen is the Captain and that would make me, Cindy, the first mate. We have been boating on the west coast of Canada for the past 25 years and have decided to expand our explorations. Our new journey began Sept 7, 2009 when we started out from Sidney, B.C. and headed south for San Diego, Ca. There were four of us on board, Captain Phil Newton, friend Gary Mason, Glen and myself. We ran 24 hour days and arrived in San Diego about noon on Sept 13/09. Other than two and a half days of running in the fog, the trip was uneventful - exactly how we would have wanted it. The ocean had a gentle 1 meter swell, the winds were moderate and the boat ran well. We all caught on to the night shifts - thank God for alarm clocks. The boat is resting at Pier 32 Marina while we are at home for a bit. On Oct 23/09 we arrive by air back in San Diego and begin preparations to head into Mexico on Nov 1. We decided last winter that we had had enough of snow and cold and we wanted to try living in a warm climate for a change. This blog will be a compilation of our experiences in order to keep in touch with our friends and family. I hope that I will be able to pass on to all of you why we find boating so exciting.