Woke up: La Cruz, Mexico
Went to sleep: La Cruz, Mexico
Welcome to La Cruz
We are anchored just outside the La Cruz Marina break wall. There are about 25 other boats anchored approximately equal distance apart, over an area about 5 acres.
We were hailed on the VHF radio by a number of our friends and fellow cruisers early this morning. John and Cass on Victoria are in the marina. Ron and Mary Ann, Whirl Wind, Steve and Janny, Living Free and Mike and Jodi, Against the Wind, are all anchored nearby. Everyone called to say, “Hello. Welcome to La Cruz.” And to inform us of the swap meet at 10:00 am.
We saw everyone at the swap meet and saw a number of other couples we haven’t seen for a while.
Like Tenacatita, La Cruz is a popular place for cruisers. Sometimes they even stay, buy property, build a house. It’s beautiful, groceries are inexpensive, services are convenient, and the sun shines every day. What’s not to love?
But, I’m sure you’ve heard me mention, it gets very hot in Mexico in the summer.
April is pretty much the end of the “cruising season”. Everyone is making plans for the summer. A lot of people put their boat “on the hard”. This means they have it taken out of the water where it is placed on jacks, turned off, covered with tarps and left. Peter would never consider leaving our boat on the hard. He says a boat is meant to be held in place by the equilateral buoyancy of the water, not six or eight metal jacks. Also, because there is no cooling effect of the water against the hull, the boat gets very hot inside. It gets so hot inside, it’s been known to melt plastic zippers.
Other people leave their boats in the water in a marina for the summer. Everything is turned off, emptied out, and battened down, but, at least the boat is left in its more natural environment.
Some people go home to their homes or rent an apartment or live in their RV or take advantage of friends and family. We have no home to go to – they are both rented. We can’t afford to rent an apartment and keep the boat in Mexico, too. We don’t own an RV. So, at least for this year, we are planning to buy a very large air conditioner and stay on our boat in the Mazatlán Marina.
At the swap meet, I learned of a writers’ group meeting at 11:00 am in the VIP lounge. Yippee! I am on my way.
Like the writers’ group in La Manzanilla, these writers are the Real McCoy. They make my writing sound like a second grader’s. “See you next Saturday!” I said.
John and Cass are leaving for their home in Ashland, OR this week so we made plans to go to a local bar, Philo’s, to drink and dance later in the evening.
Mr. Philo is an X-cruiser and musician who arrived in La Cruz twelve years ago and fell in love with the people and the community. He liked it so much he sold his boat and bought a restaurant/bar.
His band provides the entertainment. He is the lead singer and lead guitar player. I guess when you own the bar you get to play whichever position you want.
Near the dance floor, a big screen TV projects Philo’s face for patrons to see live and up close throughout the bar. His music was a great mix of country and 80’s rock with some Bob Marley thrown in.
I danced every dance. With Cass.
Cass is a very tall, very attractive, young blond and she can lead the two step and country swing like no one I have ever danced with. We had a blast. Between Peter and Cass, I danced every dance, although I had to arm wrestle her boyfriend, John, for the next dance once in a while.
By the end of the evening, I was covered in sweat, out of breath, laughing, clapping, hooting, hollering and acting completely outrageous.
Later, back at the boat, I threw up and thought for sure I was going to die. I think this needs to be a turning point in my cruising/drinking career.