DAY ELEVEN
[Feb. 12, 2015]
The van collected us from the hotel and delivered us 30 minutes south, back at the Marina at Puerto Escondido, boarding the Westward with our new group of guests. It is always fun to observe guests getting acquainted with the boat for the first time. It is such a beautiful vessel with unique beauty and charm and that hint of unique 1920 glamour. The guest state rooms are immaculate, and Tracie has prepared a delicious lunch of smoked salmon fish cakes served on a bed of lentils and baby carrots.
After everyone is settled into their cabins, and we’ve had
our captain’s orientation to the quirks of the boat, Randy starts up the big
Atlas engine, hauls up the mooring line, and we chug out of the harbor to make
our way through the glories of the Bay of Baja, heading to our first night’s
anchorage at Isla Danzante, the island of Dancers, in beautiful Honeymoon
Cove. The waters are blue and gentle,
the sky clear and refreshing, new adventures await and we all breathe deeply, soaking
in the liquid warmth and the mysterious beauty and glory all around.
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