The winds were from the south, they were not cooperating with the weather report. But this was just fine for Neos. Once again we were sailing along with twenty knots from behind and just the jib out going six knots. We had planned on going across the channel to Isla San Jose at a spot called Mangle Solo but the closer we got the more it looked like this wind would make it very uncomfortable. We made a Uie and headed back across the channel to the next spot that looked like there might be some protection, Caleta Nopolo, but it too looked awful bouncy. Maybe around the point would be better. So we kept the sail up and scooted around the corner, this spot being another twenty miles up the coast. The wind was blowing steadily and we were sailing just fine and then someone turned that switch to off and the wind stopped. We had to motor the last couple of hours but it had been real nice.
Along the way we spotted some small groups of dolphins, one group coming by the boat for a quick switch in direction and following our boat for a hundred yards then heading off on their commute. At one point I happened to look out to the starboard side of the boat and saw a group of dolphin about a hundred feet off. There had to be a good hundred or more of these guys, bouncing through the waves, heading to wherever the big dolphin convention was being held. Quite a sight to see so many of them, they actually left a ripple behind that trailed along at about a quarter mile long.
We made it to Timbabiche, still a pretty open anchorage but by this time the wind had died, mostly. It was bouncy. This anchorage is noted for the remnants of an old house. Still standing after a hundred years, but in disarray. You can still see the walls of the two story building with arched openings. It all came about when a local fisherman found a five carat pearl. The story says that he didn't get market price but was able to build the big house (out here in the middle of nowhere) and develop a fleet of fishing boats. Once he passed on the house was left empty, the family not knowing what to do with it. Now it is simply an icon of the area.
Soon after the hook was down we were visited by Manuel, a local guy. He came by to see if we wanted to buy some lobster, 100 pesos (about ten bucks) for a kilo. We said no to the offer but it was interesting to try and practice our Spanish. He spoke so quickly and had kind of a mumble so we had to keep asking him to repeat, but he was patient and the conversation continued on. He then brought out a plastic grocery bag of wares his wife had made, embroidered napkins. Again we had to say no but then he asked for a coke and that we could offer. Sue even offered it with ice and he really liked that. About that time a small sail boat came in and joined us in the anchorage. Manuel was off.
The other boat didn't last long, they were really hobby horsing. Probably up to the next stop, about three miles farther up shore.
We settled in for a card game in the late afternoon but the weather got real strange. The humidity zoomed up making the cards sticky. After the (lousy) game I went out to line up the shower and the decks were already wet with dew and dripping off the top of the salon. As the sun was setting you could just see a layer of moisture all around. It passed throughout the night and we are back to our normal weather.
Movie time. Robert Deniro and Meryl Streep in Falling In Love. It was an oldie. They looked so young. They didn't have any cell phones and one phone was actually an old rotary dial, ha. Good movie……more later..
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