Fairwell to Land's End.
Cabo San Lucas to Manzanillo
May 13, 1999: We depart from Cabo San Lucas for the 700 nm voyage to Acapulco.
At least that was the initial plan.
Steve hunts the boat.
We planned to get to the fuel dock
at 7:00, take on fuel, then get an early start fishing.
After fishing part of the
day, out toward where the marlin were found the previous weekend, we'd turn
southeast for the 58 hour trip to Acapulco.
We knew the plan was starting to break when Steve couldn't remember where he left
Then the fuel dock didn't open until 7:30.
Then we got just outside the
inlet only to remember some forgotten shore side errands.
We're getting good at returning to the dock.
By 11:00 we were finally underway.
We'd lost an air conditioning pump and the bait well
pump, along with all the live bait, to the cavitation caused by the heavy rolling. Later that evening
the table on the aft deck would suicide over the railing and onto the fishing deck.
We had glass everywhere. I also started plotting RBL bailouts to Matzalon, San Blas, and
Puerto Vallerta, 250 nm into the night.
Porpoise audition for the big show
Porpoise jump off the starboard quarter
..and another one off the beam...
We set then next waypoint to the north end of the Isles Tres Marias, keeping us out of
the beam sea and helping the bailout situation if the seas rose. As the night wore on
the wind quieted, and we awoke to smoothe seas and a beautiful day to be on the ocean.
Water temperatures warmed from the 72F at Cabo San Lucas to 80F down the chain of islands.
We crossed a large pod of porpoise feeding, and the presence of the boat seemed to
inspire their antics. Besides their usual riding on the bow and stern waves, several decided
to audition for Sea World with leaps and flips. They really skyrocketed out of the water,
either solo or in groups, daring the others to "top that".
The warm clear waters were
short lived. By the next afternoon we'd pulled even with Puerto Vallerta (still 50 miles east)
and the water turned gray and chilled back to 64F. We'd clearly left the effects of the Sea of Cortez
and were back into the cold Pacific. Gone were the porpoise, the warm breezes, and the fair
seas. We did see a skyrocketing mako, though.
Later that afternoon the owner called. He wanted to bring a party and meet us in Manzanillo, then accompany
us the rest of the trip to Acapulco. We'd been planning to pass nearby anyway,
so stopping was an easy adjustment.
At dusk a watermain broke
under the lazerette, pumping most of our fresh water into the bilge.
The break was eventually closed and we slowed down to give the watermaker
time to make a little more water. We dropped anchor
in the basin at Manzanillo at 4:30 a.m.
The Diving in Manzanillo
They were easy to sneak up on.
|This low visibility problem made it tough to photo fishlife, since you get inside their comfort zone
before you see them, and they immediately flee. Being the stealthy sort underwater,
I did manage to sneak up on some starfish and snap a few photos in the murk.
Seen but not photographed was another interesting species from these parts known as a spotted
puffer. This fish has two phases, a purple with white spots phase and a bright golden phase.
Both phases were visible on the breakwater, hunting back in the rocks.
We awaited the arrival of the owner
and his party.
We were 1100 miles from San Diego, 300 from Acapulco.
To be continued...............