The Lost Week in La Cruz

Similar to the shipwrecked inhabitants that populate the small town of La Cruz Mexico, Bret and I found ourselves stuck for a couple more days than planned. After barely making it through Thanksgiving we decided that we should obtain the proper paperwork before leaving the country. This entails: finding the port captain of an international city, paying your taxes, getting an international Zarpe with signatures and stamps at every checkpoint. Adopting the Mexican work schedule, we successfully cleared customs, immigration, and the port captain in just under a week. Friday was killed working on the boat which included welding our ongoing leak, engine maintenance, cleaning the bilge, and obtaining the final vaccinations for Makai.. Saturday was a day in Buscerias which is a quaint town a couple miles south of La Cruz with fresh fruit stands, open markets and a nice stretch of restaurants on the beach. We attended an open patio restaurant that evening where we struggled to keep up with far more experienced salsa dancers. We have met some great people here including a cute girl from Seattle named Nicky. On Sunday Nicky joined us as we trekked 13 miles across the bay in our “Dingy” for some snorkeling at Los Arcos which is a couple of miles south of Puerta Vallerta. Bret and Niki enjoyed the tropical views and colorful fish topside as I headed deeper water to score some dinner.



The venture proved rewarding boating three decent game fish I mistakenly branded as rooster fish. They have yet to be identified, but they were pretty good. We stayed in port yesterday as a thunderstorm rolled through and obtained the final piece of documentation for departure just two hours ago on Tudesday December 1st. Bret needs to pick up one more Mexican burrito before we say goodbye to our friends here in La Cruz. We set sail at sunset for on our estimated week long voyage to El Salvador.