0723, Sun, 050811. Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms out there. We headed out of the anchorage right after breakfast and found the open bay to be a bit windy. Not bad, just on the nose. It had kicked up the waves that tried to throw us around a little when we were sideways to them but with the wind on the nose, so were the waves. We only had about five miles so no big thing. Then, all of a sudden, about a hundred yards directly in front of the boat, a whale jumped straight up out of the water until just his tail was left out of sight. I hollered to Sue to come quick. So often these things happen once, maybe twice and by the time Sue arrives the show is over. This show kept going. The whale kept jumping as we got close until he was about two hundred yards off the starboard bow. He must have worn himself out but was still up for the show. We saw flippers waving, splashing, while he kept it up. As he was now off our starboard stern we had to quit watching since were to our destination and had to keep an eye on obstacles as well as the waves. Bahia San Gabriel is at the southwest tip of Isla Esperitu Santo and is wide open to the coromeuls, this morning winds no exception. We thought we might be able to seek refuge in the southern corner and just put up with the rolly anchorage in order to experience the nice long beach that is there. As we approached the spot, there were over a half dozen boats already there. Too many things were telling us this wasn't the spot for the day. The sun was in our eyes, too many boats in the spot, and the wind and waves were not settling down in that corner of the bay. Right turn and off we went across the channel to the first stop we experienced in Bahia de la Paz, Puerto Balandra. We pulled into the familiar spot with the choice of anywhere we wanted to drop anchor. There was only one other boat there and they were over on the wrong side for an overnight stay. We dropped the anchor in our favorite spot and settled in as other boats came and went the remainder of the day. Once settle we noticed that the winds had stopped, even in the bay, and we enjoyed a most beautiful afternoon.
As night time rolled around so did the winds. Sue mentioned that the winds seem to blow here at night more than any other place else in the area. We got to thinking and it could be possible. This cove is right near the mouth to the channel and perhaps the winds do blow here more. Well, it was one windy night, not so much rough seas but gusts of wind that sounded like they were going to take us away. By night fall we were sharing the anchorage with six other boats, but no one was in front of us (to drag into us) and no one was close enough to swing into us. We were in good shape. We hung on throughout the night and are considering a move today if these winds ever die down.
We took in another oldie last night, The Eagle Has Landed. It wasn't too bad, for an old movie, the story of the Germans trying to kidnap Winston Churchhill. They might have pulled it off if it wasn't for a little girl falling in the water right by the big water wheel. One of the Germans, in disguise, jumped in and saved the little girl but lost his life in doing so. In the mess he was recognized to be a German. The gig was up. The next problem came about when the German officer decided to simply shoot Churchhill only to be shot himself. It wasn't until then that the guards found out the guy was a stand in, Churchill wasn't even there……more later..
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