0626, Fri, 060112. Bahia Agua Verde. We left Candeleros at sunrise and had breakfast on the run. We rounded the point heading south for our seventeen mile run down the coast past Candeleros Chico, a great little one boat anchorage, and past the Manos de Dios, Hand of God. I think I mentioned this one before. It is a great sculpted hand that is formed on the rock face, about forty feet tall and twenty feet wide. Makes you wonder how it got there. The wind started to pick up along our travels so I unfurled the jib giving us an extra boost. I was about to raise the main sail when the wind went to the nose and then stopped all together. Rats, so much for sailing. About a mile down the road the wind picked up again and actually started blowing rather briskly but now I was reluctant to put up the sail after my last try. The wind bumped up to the double digits making for a moderately rough ride and the jib alone was giving us a boost of about one to one and a half knots. I decided to let her run. Good thing. A couple of miles down the shore and the wind stopped once again but we were within a few miles of Agua Verde by then. We slipped through the passage between the point and a spire that sticks out of the water about three stories in the sky, across the bay, and into our good ole spot in the southern anchorage joining one other boat.
Tom and Jeanie of Eagle came by. They were in the northern anchorage and happened to see us arrive. We invited them over for Farkel in the evening and enjoyed a little reunion finding out what they had been up to recently. Katie got a crash course on how to play Farkel (it takes all of five minutes to master this game) after T&J left getting us all set for an evening of fun.
T&J came back in the eve and we played until the sun went down. It was a perfect night with just a touch of warmth to the air as we finished up the eve with conversation on the trampoline. Of course we got to talking about catching fish of which Tom is quite proficient. He offered to take me out in the morning for a go at a lesson and I think it a wise decision to take him up on this. So here I am, up before dawn, ready to go fishing, or better yet, catching……more later..
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