Lowe loves VW bugs. “Bug!!!!” he squeals every single time he sees one—which in Mazatlan is twice per block at least. And he knows that I share his love, so every one he sees he also says, “Papa, papa, papa…” until I acknowledge him with a, “Whoa, that’s a cool … Read More
Summertime
We’ve been here a week now and have yet to see another gringo. I swear—not one. For me, that’s really the beauty of living in Mexico during the summers. Every local that we talk with asks, “Vive Aquí?” Do you live here? A much different question than, “Where are you … Read More
Lowe Turns Two
Lowe Bleu turns two. Finally. It feels like he was one forever. Not that I’m rushing him to grow up, but seriously, it feels like he has been one for at least four years now. We started off the day with balloons. Because no Schulte birthday is complete without one … Read More
Soda? Why?
Ouest and I were sitting at a taco stand having what are surely some of the most delicious items ever made, taco suaves, when she suddenly sat bolt upright with her arm pointing straight ahead. “Papa, why is that kid having soda?” A mother was lifting a bottle of Coke … Read More
Pigeons, Pastor, and Puppies
“Let’s go feed the birds.” That’s how our days generally get kickstarted now. After three or four hours of morning in which nothing much gets accomplished—some breakfast, some playing, at least some crying, some snacking, some dishes, some coloring, some bed jumping—Ouest finally makes the decision for us; it’s time … Read More
Mazatlan Kids
Well it’s taken a couple of days to get settled down here in Mazatlan, but it’s feeling good. After fourteen hours on a bus I arrived at our house just as the kids were waking up. They were still doing that little kid sleepwalk, rubbing their eyes and dragging their … Read More
Guaymas to… San Carlos?
A little piece I like to call, “A stupid crappy sail in a stupid crappy boat to a stupid crappy place.”
Out of the Water
The boat got hauled out of the water this morning. Two guys came out in a panga to pick me up and pull me in. The guy that came aboard with me acted as if he had never been on a boat before. It was actually pretty funny watching him … Read More
What a Trip
This is the longest post ever. But frankly, I’m too tired to split it up. So here goes. Conditions were primo yesterday when I took off, twelve knots of wind on the beam and we were flying along. “This is going to be easy.” Winds stayed up around 8 throughout … Read More
It’s a Sailboat, Sail It
All right, it’s been two days—where do I start? Well I don’t really know. After a few hours, reading e-mail, talking to friends, I came to a conclusion: the head gasket is blown and the cause of the overheating that caused it was the Bar’s Head Gasket Repair that I … Read More
Overheating
Man, that day did not go as planned. It started off well enough. I picked up the fish—yay! Still alive. I can’t believe it. This is how you transport a fish on a Mexican bus. Then I got back to work on the engine. A while back I noticed that … Read More