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Hockles Suck. Also, I may have tied an Air Bowline.

13 March 2013

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Hockles Suck. Also, I may have tied an Air Bowline.

From the backlog: When we upped anchor in Turtle Bay, we came face to face with a weird looking section of 3-strand that turned out to be a Hockle [cue foreboding music]. Innocuous little word, isn’t it? Rhymes with cockle and is the equivalent of the blue screen of death for your anchor line. Worse, […]

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Can’t Tell If Anchor Dragging Or Just Weird Wind Direction…

11 March 2013

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Can’t Tell If Anchor Dragging Or Just Weird Wind Direction…

“Tamiko,” Steve called, from out on deck, “Need you to come up and take a look at this. Tell me what you think–we’ve got a little sailboat getting…pretty damn close.” Yesterday we decamped from the La Cruz marina and found a spot in the anchorage that’s fairly close to the breakwater, which is nice because […]

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Puerto Magdalena–from the Backlog

3 March 2013

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Puerto Magdalena–from the Backlog

Puerto Magdalena is a sleepy little fishing village inside Bahia Magdalena–and by sleepy I mean, I fell asleep practically as soon as we got the anchor set. But also, it’s really laid-back and incredibly isolated. The whole town goes dark around 10pm every night, when they shut the generator down and there is no way […]

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Morning Coffee, Octopus Edition

18 February 2013

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Morning Coffee, Octopus Edition

I might not have found the Octopus’ Garden Cafe (El Jardín del Pulpo) in La Cruz De Huanacaxtle if it weren’t for the anemones in Monterey, Ca. I know that that’s a crazy statement but it’s true. In Monterey one morning, Eli and I were laying on our stomachs on the dock with our heads […]

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On To Bahia Magdalena–From The Backlog

16 January 2013

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On To Bahia Magdalena–From The Backlog

Bahia Magdalena is one of those places you really ought to see if you’re cruising down the Baja coast. Says so right in all the guidebooks and as it turns out, they do not lie. It’s huge, first off, and this far down, the desert starts to give way to a more tropical feel. It’s […]

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Turtles All The Way Down

10 January 2013

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Turtles All The Way Down

Turtle Bay gets its name from the turtles that used to cruise the waters, before they all got hunted into oblivion. The shape of it is kind of Tortuga-ish as well. Makes me think that one of the great ancient turtles who carry the world upon their shells maybe passed on one day and all […]

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Down Tortuga Way

8 January 2013

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Down Tortuga Way

Coming down the coast of Baja, our internet connection was mostly cruddy, which pretty much ruled out blog updates. Even with the Telcel dongle, we found ourselves generally without a reliable connection. In Turtle Bay, it took days and days to pay for our fuel, because the town’s cell signal was kaput and the fuel […]

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On Leaving Ensenada

7 December 2012

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On Leaving Ensenada

A good steady wind combs the grey cotton wool clouds into a smooth wispy mass that knits itself together pretty well, only showing thin in a few spots, with stars shining through. It’s coming on 9 at night and the fat November moon keeps climbing higher in the sky, dragging her mantle of stars and […]

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Chester The Molester

4 December 2012

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While we were hanging out in Ensenada, we became friendly with a neighbor who, honestly—gave off kind of weird vibes from the moment we met him. A couple of other families with kids also got a strange feeling about him and independent of each other, we all came to the conclusion that he was likely […]

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Wandering Through CEARTE, Ensenada’s Center for the Arts

26 October 2012

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Wandering Through CEARTE, Ensenada’s Center for the Arts

It’s easy, when picking your way down the coast toward Mexico, to live life, if not in vacation mode, then at least with a sense of urgency. You are somewhere for only a short while, and it seems only right and natural to make the most of every port you pass through. You look for […]

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