Saturday, March 18, 2017

Hot 'n humid... Mazatlan πŸ˜…

Hola my friends... we're still here and doing well. It's been a while since I've checked in... didn't want to bore you with descriptions of boat prep. You'll remember the process we had to go through recommissioning the boat after we brought her out from storage? Well, getting her ready to leave when we head home... is pretty much the same, only in reverse.

Even the temperatures are similar. But I must tell you this is the most humidity we have ever experienced. It's almost raining inside the boat! I kid you not. Temperatures in the high 70's to mid 80's ... coupled with humidity ranging from 80% to 95% inside the boat, have us scrambling to find a de-humidifier to try and dry us out a bit. Unfortunately the ones they sell down here are huge; big enough for our house but too large to squeeze into a smallish boat. We shall keep looking. Fortunately we're leaving SSpirit in the care of a boat management company and they will, at least, be airing her out once a week.. but a de-humidifier would really help. If we can't find one to buy, a friend may loan us his... we shall see.

We move down the way to Marina Mazatlan on Sunday. We will miss the luxuries (and pools) of Marina El Cid, but it's time to really focus on our work now anyway and, with the daytime temperatures described above, working through the afternoon is difficult. As well, there has been the rare appearance of morning fog this week. Pea soupers... it's kind of like a moving steam bath. Hopefully the fog thing will move on.

We have bus tickets in hand for Sunday, March 26th and will take the bus from Mazatlan to Guaymas and taxi to San Carlos on that day. We plan to spend Monday and Tuesday retrieving the truck, repacking it, and seeing a few friends. Our plan has us on the road heading north early Wednesday morning (the 29th).

Lots to do before then so best get up and get at it.... heck it's 0700 and only 75 with 95% humidity. πŸ˜…

Hope all is well with each of you... and that you had a good St. Patrick's Day ☘☘☘.
Adios for now... CJ

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Sunday, February 26, 2017

All is well in Mazatlan

Hi all... have just posted a couple of photos of us leaving La Paz on Feb 16th. We have just received them from friends who kindly rose at the early time of our departure and snapped a few pics.

We are very much enjoying our time at El Cid Resort and Marina (here in Mazatlan) and will be here until moving SSpirit to Marina Mazatlan, further inside and better protected, for her summer sleep. Sue and John are now enjoying life in the Bungalows about a block away and we see them often for time by the pool and exploration of Mazatlan. We said goodby to three Canadian boats this morning, Dolphin Tales, Kewao, and SeaBear V... all who are heading across the Sea to La Paz where they will meet up with their transport home. They will be very much missed here at El Cid and the docks feel empty without them :-(

That's all the news I have for today... must be off... busy re-sealing a leaky stanchion....
sigh... never ends does it πŸ˜‰πŸ› πŸ”¨

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A good ship... heading off across the Sea... early o'clock.

Early morning leaving...

On the good ship Shannon's Spirit.

Proof positive we arrived in La Paz, and left La Paz... All hands on deck for the leaving....
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Saturday, February 18, 2017

Safe and sound @ Marina El Cid, Mazatlan....

Hi all, Just a quick note to let you know that after 48 hrs. (Exactly) we arrived in Marina El Cid... well fed, all fine... and just a tad tired (even the best of watch schedules can still leave you exhausted:-). We are on B dock, one slip away from the one we had with Shannon, and many of our old friends are here. It's nice to reconnect. We're looking forward to showing Sue and John some of our old haunts.... mañana..... after naps, dinner and more sleeps.

Hope all is well with all of you. Ttfn. CJ

PS. That's Ta ta for now. ☺️

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Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Weather windows.....πŸ”²

.... are not something you look through! They're something we watch for, look at, study hard, contemplate, and then make wild-ass guesses as to Mother Natures mood and intentions. Needless to say, every Capitan must make a decision at some point. My dad used to say the Captains final say (about the wind and sea conditions... and whether to slip or stay put) would usually leave them as the hero or the goat and the goat usually won. Sadly there is nothing constant about our weather patterns and the forecasts are often described as "best guesses". In fact, many subscribe to the notion of "if you don't like the forecast, just keep reading others 'till you find one you like :-).

Today's "best guess" causes us to believe we think we might have, unless things change, a two and a half day window for a crossing to Mazatlan :-). And so, without further ado, we are in the process of preparing for an early morning departure. Just wanted to let you know. SSpirit is ready and raring to go.... and the crew's in pretty good shape too. πŸƒ‍♀️πŸƒ‍♀️πŸƒ‍♀️πŸƒπŸ» Must run now, but assuming we do actually leave tomorrow... we'll be back in touch in a few days... unless of course, we change our mind and decide to do something else. 😎

For now, we wish you all a Happy Valentine's Day (yesterday) ❤️ and best wishes for you every day as your winter turns slowly into spring 🌺🌼🌻🌸

From the crew of Shannon's Spirit ⛵

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Saturday, February 4, 2017

Malecon mornings...

I walked my malecon this morning.... like I do most mornings these days. Up early, at "sparrow fart" (a term I learned years ago from a British colleague). Up even before daylight (which always arrives in a rush and catches the unawares who aren't ready for the brilliant sunshine pouring over the eastern mountain top), and a quick brush of teeth, splash of cold water to the face, and a leap into clothes set out the night before... and off I go. It's usually about 0630 hrs. when I'm leaving the boat.

I'm always surprised at the number of marina fellows, and others hoping for work, I pass as I wend my way up the dock, through the locked gates, past the office (door always open as I think the new manager practically sleeps at his desk, intent on being ready for anything), through the parking lot, past the security guard, and out through the gates. And to each one, or each small group, I offer up a "Buenos Dias" and receive the same in response along with a brilliant smile.

This "malecon" I speak of is the extended and improved sidewalk, running along the shoreline of La Paz. It runs for miles and passes by Marina Palmira on its way out of town to the furthest-most marinas and resorts. At 0630 this morning the world was a soft pink and baby blue... for real. The pavement glowed pink in response to the morning clouds....softly pink against a pale blue sky. The sea, flat like a mirror, was both pink and baby blue in its reflection of both clouds and sky. The scene was magical and made me darn glad to be alive. It also put a spring in my step as I set off along my malecon.

I call it "my" malecon... but really, I share it with many souls. Folks like me... enjoying a quiet time with our thoughts, or time shared with a like-minded walking mate, at the start of a new day. Some folks I pass (or who pass me) are new, but many are regulars and... like old friends (or at least acquaintances) who share an interest in common, we greet each other as we pass. Most of the people I see at my early hour are Mexican; a few are North American... all are pleasant. Some stick in my mind and I watch for them each morning.

There are three dog walkers who stroll my route. One, a large gruff kind of fellow, has two dogs... always off leash... one younger male, and one older female... both of unknown origin. Neither particularly care that I am there.. they go by me like a full bus. But, there are two others I look forward to seeing. One gentleman, older than me, walks two puppies... always on leash, always way more interested in everything around them than in behaving on leash, but soft and gentle in their approach and always interested to see me. I don't stop to speak with them as I don't want to interrupt their rather dubious training session. And then there's my favourite, a gorgeous pair of young afghans, one golden in colour (and a happy-to-see-me boisterous girl) and the other Black and Tan (a very refined and shy young male who hangs back and eyes me timidly... I'm still working on him). Their owner is very nice and he slows and lets me have a short visit... and then we all carry on our way.

I walk about three kilometres round trip and during that time pass many I recognize. Some are couples enjoying their walk and chat, others are business colleagues having a walking meeting, and many are individuals walking or jogging in their own little world (as created by pieces of electrical equipment stuffed in their ears). Oh, and there's the fellow on a bicycle with spread-apart handle bars. he rides into town each morning and I can hear him coming long before I see him. He wears a transistor radio tied around his neck with a string and he plays it as loud as possible... and it's always bright and cheerful Mexican music. How could I object? The music makes me want to dance while I walk.

To all these folks I say "Buenos Dias" and they reply in kind. What a great way to start each day... with the natural beauty supplied by Mother Nature and the warm greetings supplied by complete strangers.

I wish you all a good day... and warm greetings from total strangers, where ever you go. Adios. CJ



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