We left the islands of Bahia de La Paz – Isla Espiritu Santu and Isla Partida – and crossed to the Baja side. Our destination was a small fishing village, San Evaristo.
The ebb and flow of cruising boats moving from destination to destination is a characteristic of this way of life, we’ve found. You never know when you say goodbye whether you’ll meet again, but it seems that often you do, in some other anchorage or dock. When we arrived at San Evaristo, we spotted a boat we knew from La Paz and anchored nearby. They left early the next morning, but soon afterward Yare arrrived, with friends Tor, Jessica and the twins aboard. Through Tor and Jess, we met Bjorn and Barbara, also at anchor nearby, and the eight of us had a few really enjoyable days together while anchored off San Evaristo.
We rowed ashore and took a walk down the road linking San Evaristo to outside. We had more than one great meal at Lupe Sierra’s small restaurant. And several good conversations.
We will stay in touch with Tor and Jessica’s family as they continue on their journey around the northeast Pacific. We hope we’ll run into Barbara and Bjorn again somewhere along the way.
After a short – too short – stay at San Evaristo, we returned to Isla Partida and anchored for the second time in the cove of Caleta Partida, positioning ourselves for a crossing of the Sea of Cortez. We intended to stay only a couple of days in the nearly empty anchorage, soaking up the quiet before we crossed and entered big city Mazatlan. The first day was lovely and calm, and we rowed ashore for a walk along the beach. Randy had been studying The Cruiser’s Handbook of Fishing by Scott and Wendy Bannerot with the objective of improving his luck. He would take his pole out and fish from the dinghy near the rocky shoreline, hoping for a bite. No luck so far, but it’s possible he didn’t have the right tackle, or bait.
Starting on the second day we were at anchor in Caleta Partida, the north wind began to blow. It blew hard for seven days without letting up. We stayed put, waiting it out. It was too windy to take the dinghy ashore.