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The Anchored Life

The problem with sailing is you need a few things. A sailboat for starters, but then also wind. Captain Jesse keeps assuring me that no matter how hard I blow into the sails, it won't propel us forward. I think with enough training I can get my lung capacity there though.

So after weeks of boat work by the Captains, and some half-assed boatwork from yours truly, we decided it was time to set sail. Er, set motor. We putted our way over to Espiritu Island courtesy of Japan's finest in marine diesel technology: the Yanmar. I think by the end of the trip we'll have a name for it. He's kind of annoying, like a toddler refusing to stop flapping their lips, but also if you stuck that child's head underwater the lip flapping would potentially propel you across half an ocean. You win some, you lose some. Or if you're this theoretical toddler, I think you just lose.

Ooh yeah, so Espiritu Island, we went out there and hung out for one night and got two glorious snorkeling trips in. Given I've been in Mexico for over two weeks and hadn't yet been in the water, it felt euphoric to finally dive into an obscenely beautifully aquamarine bay. Don't worry, I took no pictures. But! It was gorgeous.

Sarah, probably wishing she was on another 17 hour flight.
I thought Jesse had gotten too much sun on his neck. Sadly he had too many flies. But he did grill us a fish he caught spearfishing.
Goodnight sun.
I may have made a mistake giving Chelsea this lens that I reborrowed. Too bad there's no room in the carry-on for it.

We were meant to spend a second night at our beautiful anchorage, but with the impending arrival of holy week, we became concerned with what government offices may or may not be functioning next week. So we fired up the trusty Yanmar (read: I sat there and drank coffee, Chelsea and Jesse did a bunch of stuff). Back to the marina life!

Turns out we are good to check out of the country on Monday, and then hopefully by Wednesday we'll be sailing off into the Pacific!

But first, some marina life for you all:

Some people have Rooster Vanes. I prefer the Osprey Vane.
The Magnificent Frigatebird. That's its actual name, not an embellishment.
The AI failed at giving this Brown Pelican a clever name.

Comments

  1. Dad
    Your boatwork may be half-assed Dirk but it's quite evident you make a great laundly boy.
  2. Captain Chelsea
    Don't worry, you'll get your fill of sailing in the Pacific.
  3. Sprocket
    The AI unidentified brown pelican is very cool! Safe travels!
  4. Pete
    Note to self - put Dirk deep on the list for Toddler sitting

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