Yeowch, Eric is lighting a fire under me, I’m so far behind on blog posts.  Between days at sea and days filled with chores, wanderings in town, killer margaritas and marina internet that keeps the computers squirreled away in the kids’ rooms I can’t ever seem to get myself to sit down with the blog.

Every cruiser know about ‘getting stuck’.  When you pull into a sweet place that offers all the resort amenities, easy laundry, groceries, power and water.  How about cheap restaurants and friends too, it’s nearly impossible to leave.  Eric works a bit to earn our daily expenses then we head to the pool and slides, charge a few killer margaritas to our room (slip) and head off to meet friends for dinner or a dock party.  What nut case would want to leave?

The season is wearing on and we have to get up to the beautiful waters of the Sea of Cortez, so off we go.

The last time we were in this area we spent New Year 2000 in Tenacatita Bay.  Yep, we Partied like it was 1999.  This time we’re considerably later in the season and got to celebrate Easter in the bay.

Genny and Marie did a fantastic job coloring eggs with sharpie markers.

We met up with our pals on Cat2Fold for an egg hunt on Makai.  This is getting to be quite a tradition.  Our first Easter in BVI we searched for eggs with the Pimentel Family who passed this great boat on to us after their trip through the Caribbean and the Mediterranean sea. The second Easter was with the Hill family one of our oldest friends in CA, when they visited us in the Bahamas.

We’re on slightly different schedules with Cat2Fold, so we said, “see you up the road”, as they left.

The rest of the weekend we shared with Chris and Lorry on Hiolani. We shared many great times at this anchorage with them all those years ago and have had a wonderful visit this year.  The Hobie had great bay sails, there was a bit of surfing and beach, but between the jelly fish and red tide, we mostly wanted to stay out of the water. These are seasonal hazards that we didn’t experience on previous visits earlier in the season.

Everyone got into the cooking. Roy made a lemon cake, Genny made lemon squares and then helped fry pinwheel snacks and the empanadas I assembled. Easter dinner was a Mexican Fiesta.

But before dinner we took the jungle cruise.  On the way into the river mouth we smacked another rock to even out the banged up dinghy propeller by snipping off a chunk of the third blade. In the old days we would tour up this river and at the end the reward was a beautiful sandy beach lined with Palapa restaurants serving Mexican delicacies and cold beer at a prices that will keep you sampling another taco.
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On several occasions these palapas, that are actually squatters on private land, were mowed down and rebuilt until guards were posted to keep the great times away.

The Pangas still come through and a few days later we heard Palapa restaurants opened for business once again.  We saw a few birds and crabs but even though we were told about crocodiles, we didn’t see any.

The next day Chris and Lorry gave us all their produce for our ride north and went home to water their plants. We really had a great time with them and will miss this area.

Makai headed north to Chemala in search of surf.  On the way there Roy dragged a line with his new the lure he made with Chris. When he went to check his line he was surprised to find a tired fish dragging through the water.  He didn’t take any line or bend the rod to indicate his desire to join the Makai crew.  We never caught a fish like this one, but the book called it a Sierra or Spanish Mackerel. Cool our pals on Dream Catcher always said it is one of their favorites.  The Sierra is in the Tuna and Wahoo family but the meat is definitely lighter and delicious on the BBQ with butter and garlic. The book also said they are plentiful and almost considered a nuisance by anglers because they are so easily caught.  We did catch another  a week later.

The surf was fun.  Waves were small with a sandy bottom you can stand up in with bare feet.  Eric and the kids caught plenty of waves then made me catch a few, I’m more of a diver than a surfer.

I guess when we go home I’ll be making trips to the surfing beaches.

These great surfboards came from Costco back home.  Eric packed them in his luggage to transport them to Grenada in 2012. A few months ago, one got away and he managed to find it like a needle in a haystack.  Now, they are finally in the anchorages that Eric envisioned he would use them.  Next stop Bandaras Bay.