Sept 17 - Sept 19 - South End of Isla Angel de la Guarda. We took on crew for this little side trip. Will Batt from Bristol UK, a world traveler, jumped ship off SV Blue Goose and joined us for a few days. We did a little shifting of contents on board and reclaimed the forward bunk for one guest. It was really fun having a guest on board. I had provisioned the boat in San Carlos in case our son Gregg and some of his friends showed up on the shores of Bahia de Los Angeles so we had plenty of food stuff on board.
Making our way over to Isla Estanque Will let out a line and landed a very large Mahi Mahi! However, this is the one that got away. Will was on the fishing pole, Doug on the gaff and I had the gloves, the vodka, the net, the camera! While I was pouring the vodka the gaff ripped through the fish and he landed on the deck. I pounced on him and he just slipped right out from under me. It was really so sad. I had several recipes all ready to go and was almost tasting sashimi. It was really quite exciting. We were all just standing there looking at each other like what just happened! There was blood everywhere and not a fish in site.
We rallied and Doug and Will put out the spinnaker and continued on to Isla Estanque an anchorage called “The Pond”. On our way over we changed course a bit because we saw the National Geographic vessel lurking and did not know what they were up to. Upon entering “The Pond” you have to follow very specific instruction listed in the book to enter the pond or you might A: end up on the reef or B: bump along the bottom. So in true mudd daubber style we entered bumping along the bottom! The sun was just getting ready to set when we put down the anchor. There were fisherman over on the shore settling in for the evening. Since we lost the Mahi Mahi I tossed out a hand line, into the pond. Doug and Will were on their way over to barter with the fisherman for dinner when I started catching Trigger fish. We caught several, then started cleaning them. All the time we were up on deck the BOBO flies were in attack mode! They bite! I came out with our weapons “Deep woods off”, smoke etc., but we lost the battle big time.
The next morning I took Tucker over to the shore and walked all around the pond area and beyond to a small estuary. The estuary was so deep and clear it was like looking into a fish tank. As we were getting ready to weigh anchor the fisherman came over with 3 lobsters to trade for 5 cans of soda. As we got under way I went ahead and cooked and cleaned the lobster since it was about 95 degrees outside and I had no way of putting them on ice.
We motored over to Este Ton a very small anchorage on the West side of La Guarda. The sea was very strange that day. Will and Doug took the hooka out near a reef at Este Ton and saw a little bit of sea life. I sat in the cockpit and watched the whales go by.
We did not stay in Este Ton as Will needed to get back to the Village so he could make arrangements (hitch hike) to travel to La Paz so he could catch a plane to Guadalajara and continue on his journey.
The next day the BOBO bites came on. Doug had over 100 bites on his back and both Will and I were also covered. I had to break out the Benadryl and Calamine lotion.
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