We woke up in a light mist in Chacala. Endre and I wanted to see San Blas, another village about 30 more miles north because from there we could rent a “Panga” (local fishing boat) to take us to the Isla Isabel, a marvel island full of birds.
But the wind conditions which were affected by a developing Low Pressure Area in the mountains north east, made the sail north too risky. And the waves will not make it easy. Isla Isabel seem to have difficult anchorages and might be too small to offer any substantial protection from winds.
We were not sure if we can secure a spot in the town Marina in San Blas, and the anchorage out in the open Mantechen bay is known for “no-see-ums” – a small bug that loves to bite. To get to San Blas by land from Chacala, we had to take 2 buses with no fixed schedules.
And so we decided to stay put and review the text book from a small beach front restaurant. This made us realize that there are lots to learn and practice still. We are grateful to have done this review for the exams which we almost forgot about.
Somehow the radio Endre and I brought to shore could not connect well to Paul who stayed on the boat. We tried and practiced Marine Radio protocols… no answer…
We tried different accents… (perhaps, Paul is still not used to our weird accents)
Va-nishing Girl, Va-Ni-shing Girl, Vani-shing Girl … Tender (the Dinghy)?
No answer. And so I had to swim back to the boat and retrieve the dinghy and paddle back to shore to pick up Endre and our text books.
By the time we got back to the boat, Paul noticed small short swells from the SSW. We decided to seek better place for the night. The clouds were forming from the NE. We started the motor and headed back south to Punta Raza, where we know a cozy cove, we now OFFICIALLY CALL “Trina’s Beach”.
Familiar pelicans were diving into the waters for dinner, like torpedoes. And we were surprised to see 4-6 rustic wooden commercial fishing boats near our spot. We must have made the right decision not to brave the open seas.
These big boats seem like they were hiding from something. Their colorful running lights, green and red, and the yellow anchor light, were turned on the entire night. And it added to the symphony of lights of the town in Jaltemba Bay...