Off on the horizon, a soft white light ignited and extinguished, slowly revolving, whispering the presence of small islands ahead. The stars began their disappearing act with the lightening blues and pinks of the sky, and a cluster of sunburnt rounded hills took shape ahead. After over four days at sea we reached our destination.
Fact of the day: Ensenada flies the biggest flag in the world.
Sure the hammering started daily at 7:30am and there was fiberglass dust everywhere, but we could use the docks and some of their tools for our own projects, had a stable place to do work up the mast and to clean and patch the holes in our dinghy… and most importantly they did a great job fixing our boat!
YES! IT WORKS! It works better than ever! Time to CELEBRATE and, more importantly, time to head to Mexico! We made the call to head out two days later.
Many of our friends and family have asked us just what we were doing in San Diego that delayed our exit for a whole two whole months. Well we chose a lovely location to ensue the full time jobs of overhauling our engine as well as a myriad of other boat projects.
We did a lot of work on the boat while we were here…. too much really. Fortunately however we have made a commitment to practice being where we are, and San Diego has some pretty sweet distractions.
In fact San Diego is a most excellent place to be stuck. We spent an unexpected two lovely months in this city and while the circumstances that put us here were less than ideal we really enjoyed ourselves.
Motors, if they weren’t so wonderfully useful I would not have one.
If there is one thing we’ve learned so far on this journey its how not to be in a hurry. I find that I can feel rushed all I want, but it doesn’t get us anywhere any faster… just makes the process less fun.