From South Caicos; go east for 200 miles, turn right and go south for 200 miles. That’s more or less what we did. Our objective was to start just far enough north of the easterly trade winds to take advantage of a little southeast shift in the wind. We needed to make headway east before the strong easterly trades winds reestablished themselves, at which point we could turn south and use the east winds to our advantage for the second half of the trip.
|Sunrise at Six Hills just as we pulled up the anchor to head offshore|
|Snowbird heading for South Caicos|
|Clouds after the seas calmed|
|Pretty bird on jib sheet|
|This little guy is the only thing we caught on this line offshore.|
We arrived in Boqueron on the southwest side of Puerto Rico in late afternoon and after a few hours of attempting to clear through customs and getting conflicting information from customs about how to go about it, the customs office closed for the day. It was just as well… when we called again in the morning we got a simple “No problem, just bring your papers to the customs office and we’ll clear you through.” After a $30 taxi ride up the coast to the customs office in Mayaguez we are officially back in US territory. Our American flag still flies off our stern but we’re flying a Puerto Rican courtesy flag up the mast now.
|The salty crews of Saralane, Unicorn and Happy Times. (photo thanks to Cheryl from Happy Times)|
|Mikayla comes over for a visit|
|Captains Mike & Skip making captain-y decisions about new halyards|
We had a nice rain shower shortly after arriving in Boqueron. It cleaned most of the salt off the boat and left behind a great rainbow. Mikayla took this shot from Happy Times... nice!!
|Saralane happily anchored in Boqueron.|
Boqueron is a funky little beach town, quiet during the week and rowdy on the weekend. It’s a mix of locals going about their business, sailors from all over, vendors selling trinkets and t-shirts, expats who came for a weekend and stayed for ten or twenty years and a sizeable population of both accomplished and aspiring alcoholics. Everyone seems to get along just fine though making Boqueron an easy place to hang out for a while or lose yourself for a decade.
We had our laundry done – by Brandy Alexandra. I kid you not. She’s the only person in town who does laundry since the local laundromat closed. She has one washing machine and no dryer, just a bunch of clothesline hanging under a big mango tree in her yard.
|Brandy.... our laundress|
|Mango trees are everywhere... and we've picked our fair share.|
We've made friends with some people here and picked up information about places we're intending to visit along the south coast. Everyone is going in different directions but it’s likely we’ll see some of them later in the summer in the Caribbean. There are people in all phases of their lives on the water…. Canadian Rene, who’s taking his boat Kajou to St Martin to sell, has been sailing the Caribbean for the past seven years and is ready to live ashore again. Sailing with him was Mirko, from Italy, who’s just starting his days of hitchhiking on boats around the Caribbean. (We really hope to see Mirko again – he’s a chef and has promised to make us homemade gnocchi and pasta!)
|Rene from Kajou telling tales with Skip|
|Hanging out in the restaurant|
|Mirko... make us some pasta!|
I guess you can tell I was able to recover some of my photos.... I'm in a much better mood now. Here I am during the recovery process. Notice Skip took this photo from outside the room.... maybe I was a little crabby.
We've been here for a week and are just starting to get to know this little town. I know I say this about most places we go; we hope to be back here again soon. But, when the wind drops this evening we'll pick up the anchor and go around the corner to spend the night under the Cabo Rojo lighthouse. Tomorrow we'll start traveling east across the southern coast of the island.