And escaping the clutches of Medusa
Lat: 30 deg 12 N
Long: 115 deg 50 W
Boat: 5.0 knts at 000 deg T
Wind: 12.0 knts at NNW
Distance to Ensenada: 101 nm
Khulula is on the move again. After a 5 day stop in San Carlos waiting out a gale, we pulled up anchor in the wee hours of this morning and began plodding our way north west again. There was bit of excitement today as for the first time in our entire trip, we had engine troubles. Our trust diesel started choking a high rpms, leading us to conclude it was a fuel problem. Continue reading
Feliz Semana Santa everyone ! If you are the type of person who loves solitary walks down endless beaches, surrounded by the smells, sounds and sight of undisturbed nature, then Semana Santa and Mexico are not for you ! Semana Santa (or Easter) is THE time of year for Mexican families to pile up all their camping gear, children, boogie boards, floaty toys and kitchen sinks and head to the closest beach. Well, did they ever descend on the small coastal community of Calleta de Campos. As we rounded the point to enter the bay we were exposed to the perfect viewpoint of approximately 2000 people living, eating and partying pretty much right on top of each other. The shore pound wave was littered with smiling faces and happy people were buzzing all around on banana boat rides and jet skis. Music blared from every tent, car window and store front, creating a cacophony that would make most cringe. Well, we best go and see what it was all about, eh ? Continue reading
We’re often asked a question along the lines of “Have you seen any incredible wildlife/sea life”. The answer is yes, but not as often as you might imagine. But then again, we spend a lot of time staring at an unending horizon. There have been close encounters with whales, giant ray sightings, leaping seals, lone sharks, and plenty more.
However, what we’ve witnesses over the past three days can only be described as a phenomenon. Continue reading
deep breath and…
and repeat. Continue reading
The next few days are going to be a flurry of activity on SV Khulula and in the area surrounding San Juan del Sur.
One of the frustrating aspects of our relatively rapid circumnavigation of the globe (trust me, 3 years is fast!) has been that it has been difficult to connect with local people heading up conservation efforts, even generally connecting with locals.
We try to spend most of our time in remote islands and bays, so when we do enter a more populate urban area, or town even, our time is limited. Between re-provisioning, boat maintenance, and catching the next weather window, we often don’t have as much time as we would like to connect with local people. When the mission of our trip comes up, people invariably “know someone who knows someone” doing something remarkable in the area of conservation. But then we find ourselves having to pull up anchor and move on. Continue reading
Cruisers are notoriously thrifty people. Thrifty to a fault. And while the crew of S/V Khulula only sometimes falls into the category of Cruiser, when it comes to being thrifty, we are often guilty. It was almost 3 years ago that Ryan, Bryson and I quit our steady jobs and embarked on this voyage. That is 36 months, or 72 pay periods with out a cheque or direct deposit magically appearing in our bank accounts. In the interim, we’ve still had to satisfy the basic needs: food, shelter, and clothing. Luckily the clothing category is taken care of by Sitka, Livity, and Globe… but food? Well, those bills still add up. Shelter? Well Shelter = Khulula, and I can tell you that that one was big! And continues to be where least 75 % of where our money goes; the maintenance never ends. So yes, in order to keep this mission afloat, we pinch pennies here and there. What am I getting at? Well, sometimes you have to make decisions based on budget. And when that decision involves visiting a pristine wilderness area that promises unparalleled wildlife, crystal clear waters, and solitary surf; well, you can see where I’m going with this. Continue reading
For those of you out there who attended our presentations in Vancouver and Victoria this fall, you may remember me admitting to not fully understanding the driving forces behind the trade-winds and global currents until being some 1000 miles south west of Mexico, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Well, here I am, admitting that once again, I’m in a place where the winds and currents are confounding. Continue reading
The State of California vs. a toothbrush and packet of potato chips
“This products contains substances known in the state of California to cause cancer”
Hmmm… sounds reasonable if you’re perusing the paint isle, shopping for some rat poison, or maybe have a hankering for a smooth, oh-so-tasty cigarette. But going fishing? Seems strange, no? Continue reading
Oh, excuse me Cabin boy! May I please have another aperitif with my caviar? Shall we sup on the foredeck this evening? Mmm… Quite. Rather. Ho hum. Splendid. Yes, you think, this is the world we live in, one of decadence, ease, lollipops and gumdrops. Continue reading
We have been very fortunate thus far on our trip, having only been victims of crime once, when Bryson’s trusty truck Wilfred was broken into in Mexico. That was mostly due to our negligence and lack of planning. Apart from that, we have sailed the world in trusting bliss, and have been rewarded with no problems. Continue reading