Our first day in Cabo, we had to go check-in. First, we walked to the Port Captain. We were both a bit land sick – the reverse of seasickness. The land seems to swell and sway and you lurch to keep in motion. It’s a kind of persistence of memory that your brain has for the motion of the sea. In addition, to that not being used to the heat and being tired from a 6 day sail with 3 hour watches…. and we had the worst map and there were no street signs. We got to the Port Captain and of course we were told we needed to go to Immigration. We walk in the mid morning sun to immigration where we wait in a courtyard for an officer to review our passports and our visa. We were both pale and sweating…we decided to hire a taxi. Off to the Port Captain who tells us now we need to pay a fee at a bank and then come back. We do and now we tell our taxi driver, we need to go to customs. “Aah - customs is at the airport, 20 minutes out of town.” Apparently there used to be one in town but it was closed. We drive out to the airport. I wait in the car. Jordan comes out and says there is a paperwork problem and we have to go to La Cruz to the bank owned by the Army. La Cruz is 2 hours away. Our taxi driver calls the bank and talks to them and finds us someone who speaks English. Apparently, Jordan fat fingered a wrong number when he applied on line and now we must go in person. Our taxi driver tells us we wont make in time before the bank closes. Jordan arranges to meet him the next morning at 8 am for the 2-hour drive to La Cruz.
The form we need from Customs is a temporary import license for our boat. If we do not have one, the Navy can impound our boat.
We eat at a bar at the marina and stagger back to the boat where we promptly go to sleep.
Jordan got it sorted out the next day. Everyone is very nice. The import license costs $800. Sigh.
I washed the boat, as it was crusty with salt and then went to the nearby bar/restaurant to use the Internet. Jordan returned with a bag full of tamales because the taxi driver took him to a roadside vendor who apparently makes the best tamales in Mexico. They were pretty good.
We were still tired. We decided we would try to leave in the morning. Cabo is very touristy and if I wanted to go deep-sea fishing and party – it’s an awesome town.
We leave Friday Nov 22. We have a 3-day sail to our next landfall – an anchorage just north of Puerto Vallarta called Chacala. It is just a sleepy little tourist village with rustic restaurants on the beach and a nice calm bay.
We had wind for the first day and then nothing. Sigh. And - it was very hot. It is so hot you can barely sit outside. The water is flat calm. I have read so many books that my eyes are crossed. I have started cleaning things, which is a sign that I am really bored. I sat outside with an umbrella and sweat. Dolphins come play in our bow wake for hours – I guess they are a little bored too. Jordan discovers we have a hitchhiker on board – a bat on our mast (the side away from the sun).
Flat seas, no other boats, and some wind. We had no moon so the nights were pitch black – some times slightly disconcerting on watch in the night. Nothing to look at – makes me tired. The boat is just moving forward in darkness and you just rely on physical memory to find stuff. The Sails are white so you can see the shape to ensure the set of the sails.
We arrived at Chacala around 8 am. I am tired all over again. I think I barely caught up with sleep in Cabo and then we went back out.
We were in Chacala 12 years ago when we started cruising on our boat before headed out to the Pacific and we visited last February when we came down to check out the area. Chacala is pretty much the same maybe a little more developed. We dropped anchor and took a nap. We were not feeling up to launching the hard dinghy and putting the motor on. We threw the kayak in and I swam in and Jordan kayaked. The swim in is around 1200 yards – hardly worked up a sweat. I love warm water…it was lovely.
We stayed for 3 days and then off to Puerto Vallarta. I woke up with sinusitis – probably a lot of microorganisms in the warm water. I am going to have to flush with saline after I ocean swim here. It was another hot sail – just 8 hours to Nuevo Vallarta. We tied up to our new slip and went to bed early.