Woke up: La Manzanilla, Bahia Tenacatita, Mexico
Went to sleep: Melaque, Bahia de Navidad, Mexico
This morning, after coffee, we raised the anchor and left for Barra de Navidad. No hurry, only 12 miles away.
The wind was very light. Fish were jumping out of the water all around us. Peter said, “If a guy can’t catch a fish here he may as well give away his fishing gear.” We hooked a 15 pound Cravelle Jack. We pulled him near to the boat, removed the hook and let him go. We have three packages of Mahi Mahi in the freezer. It’s not in my heart to kill this fish when we have plenty. “Bye, bye!”
The entrance to the marina/fuel dock is shallow but dredged regularly and well marked. The structures and features on either side are phenomenal.
Fuel in Mexico
Apparently, President Pena, of Mexico, has not heard there is an abundance of petroleum on the market at this time. Diesel was over $4.00 per gallon! I’ve read in the paper, the federally owned and operated Pemex intends to open itself to competition by 2017. Perhaps they are stockpiling a large cash reserve before capitalization of the industry.
We purchased 198 liters (51.5 gallons). This is the most diesel we’ve taken on since our run from Coos Bay to Sausalito. It makes sense. We were out four days and three nights. We burn approximately 1.1 gallons per hour when the engine is running.
After fueling up, we motored away from the marina and lagoon at Barra and crossed Bahia de Navidad to the northwest corner of the bay and anchored near the small town of Melaque.
It’s very hot and humid here. Peter had the swim ladder up before I could change into my swim suit. The water felt wonderful.
Rose from Aussie Rules paddled by in her sea kayak. Peter and I treaded water while the three of us made conversation to pass the time.
Later, Peter rowed the dinghy to Melaque for a tomatoe while I tried to take a nap. Last night I woke up at 3:22 am and didn’t go back to sleep.