San Evaristo to Loreto

We weren't catching any fish until about a month ago. Really. All this time on the great big blue and trolling lures much of the time, but still nothing. Until we met The Amazing Mylan. While on anchor in San Evaristo, a lone kayaker paddled up to the boat and asked about the weather forecast. Turns out, he was working his way down from Loreto to La Paz alone in a sit on top kayak with a small sail. And even cooler, he had to be over 70 years old. We eagerly had him over for dinner to hear how his adventure was going and about the 25 years he'd spent training Peace Corps volunteers in West Africa before retiring as a gardener in Kauai. But, back to the fish. Mylan had too many lures and gave us a few, which have been working like clockwork since then. Since he isn't the first person to provide fishing advice, and suggest a no-fail lure (it's a toss-up between who has more advice to dole out, fishermen or sailors), I can only attribute our new found lucky lures to his good karma.



This is the elementary school in San Evaristo, where we spent a few days helping with science week. The last day, the kids broke pinatas which they'd made the day before. Great fun with some learning about action and reaction thrown in for good measure.

We are currently anchored at Isla Coronado, near Loreto, and will spend about another week exploring the islands in the area before continuing northward. We took a month go the 100 miles here from La Paz, and could have spent more time in any of the bays along the way. Cell phone coverage was nearly obsolete however, and we thought our families would want to hear from us. Alex did, hear a rumor about a hill with cell coverage and hiked up it one afternoon to make successful calls to our mothers.

Some more pictures from the past month, including the amazing rocks in Puerto Los Gatos, flying our new spinnaker, and Kristi's new haircut and her handsome stylist who accepts guacamole as payment.