"Sassafrass" Nelson writes about a transit along the west side of the Baja peninsula:
Tonight the boat lies easily at her anchor. The off-going watch slept through the
process, a fact that continues to astound me. Here I am, at work, on a
voyaging vessel, and there is no angry mate or captain or owner to
insist that I am present for the setting of a small anchor. It really
only takes 2 people to do anything on this boat. With the idle and
eager passengers around there is a surplus of labor- ranging from
unskilled, to clumsy, to pedantic.
I will count today as a day off. I’m clean. I’ve listened to music, had a few
drinks and taken a shower. I talked to a nice old lady who reminds me
of my mom. I looked at the stars and hula-hooped under them.
I did not see mother whales gently nuzzling their calves to the
surface. But I will someday. I really will.
I feel good. I feel alive. I feel as though there is a good amount of
life left for me to find. I like voyaging. And I’m learning how to do
it. I can do it.
Now I know how to heave her to. I can turn on Seaward’s engine, engage it
and maneuver her. I can troubleshoot the AC system, reset the Invertor, flip
the switches on the breaker panel. I wired a couple of the breakers on the DC panel.
Tomorrow we raise anchor at dawn for a two day sail to Bahia de
Magelena, a large bay very popular with cruising yachts and fisherman
alike. The entrance is clear, deep and almost 2 nautical miles across.
It’s about 180 miles south and east of here. We’re expecting that low
pressure system that brought this mornings light rain to have blown
out by then and shift to light winds out of the North west. The Jet
Stream is running west to east over us and the storms should blow
inland. Tonight we lie easily at anchor and I am thankful for a day of