I was eighteen when Lala showed up on the morning news. The anchorwomen brought cats and dogs onto the show from animal shelters to help them find homes. Lala was one of those cats, a scrawny little longhaired calico kitten with extra toes from downtown LA. For all the right reasons we got up, drove downtown and brought her home to live with us in Topanga Canyon.
Layers of green unrolled before one another as we neared the island. Soft hills ending in sheer cliffs marked the entrances of one inviting cove after another as the frigate birds circled high overhead. If San Benedicto is Mordor then Isla Socorro is definitely the Shire.
Apparently every boat that visits the Revillagigedo Islands gets their very own shark entourage. Really, it’s uncanny and, I’m not going to lie, it’s a little unsettling.
The Revillagigedos Islands are a diver’s paradise, from deep canyons and sheer pinnacles to enormous lava walls and craggy caves, this place has it all. But there is one dive site that outshines the rest, which sets the Revillas apart and assures its place in the top diving destinations in the world… The Boiler
We simply gaze over the rail to witness the thunderous splash of a giant manta leaping, the fin of a silky shark slicing the surface, wide-eyed flying fish barely escaping the gnashing jaws of silvery jacks. From the surface it can all be, quite frankly, a little overwhelming.
With permits in hand, enough fresh produce to feed an army of guinea pigs, and a few butterflies fluttering around our stomachs, we weighed anchor, waved goodbye to the Sea of Cortez, and headed south to go further offshore than we’ve ever been.
There is no better way to breathe in the newness of a year than in the clean, quiet air, warmed by morning sun, off an uninhabited island…. with friends.
They say that the best experiences in life are even better when shared with others, and Jonah and I are learning this to be true.
Our fall was marked with weeklong periods of being held up in different anchorages hiding from the brunt of intense northers, followed by two days of calm to go out and play. We still managed to have a ton of fun in some beautiful places with great friends.
It’s one in the morning and the wind is blowing 20-25 knots. I’m concerned about our anchor situation and I slip into thinking about the other anchors in my life