After a morning dip in Ballandra we motored a couple of hours to Punta Pulpito where we dropped the hook in twelve feet of green water. “Green agua Papa, why?” “Yep, it’s green. I don’t know why.” “Me no like green agua—like blue. Why green Papa?” The island is a … Read More
Find Sand Dollar Papa
Motored out of Puerto Escondido today and just a few hours north to Puerto Ballandra where we enjoyed a few days earlier this month. For hours Ouest repeated the phrase, “Me want you to find a sand dollar, Papa.” Cute at first, annoying as hell after number one hundred. Fortunately … Read More
Mer-Kids
Ouest took another leap forward with her swimming today—swimming underwater. She’s been putting her head under while swimming for months, but always just for a second. Today she stayed under and stroked, and stroked, and stroked. And every time she came up she was smiling as wide as her mouth … Read More
Fly This Car to Minnesota
We stood on the sidewalk of the airport this morning and said goodbye to grandma and grandpa. Grandma cried, told Ouest she’d be back soon, and then disappeared inside. “All right Ouest, let’s go to the market,” Ali said. “No. Grandma’s coming back. She’s going to come to Bumfuzzle.” For … Read More
Crab Prison
There is no good beach here in Puerto Escondido so today we dinghied out about a mile south to see what we could find. What we found was a shallow, rocky, seaweed covered expanse. So thick with seaweed that we had to shut down the motor and row to shore. … Read More
Playing Mailman
Ouest and I have been playing Mailman lately. I’m the mailman and I make deliveries to her. Before I give her the mail I say, “Special delivery for Ouest. Oh, hello, who are you?” Reaching out for her stack of cards she blurts out, “O-U-E-S-T. Ouest Lill Schulte. Forty-three pounds. … Read More
No More Water
Last night we heard the noise that cruisers without watermakers dread—the long-cycling water pump—signaling we’d reached the bottom of the tank. A day or two earlier than expected, but not a big deal. We returned to Puerto Escondido, filled the tanks, grabbed a mooring ball, went to shore for ice … Read More
Lowe 21-Months, Ouest 41-Months
Another month zips past. Ouest’s Spanish is improving greatly. She knows dozens of words and is using them pretty regularly. And of course her swimming continues to improve daily. She is to the point now that we let her go out swimming to the deep stuff by herself. We watch … Read More
Get Off Your Boat
Puerto Ballandra, Baja California Sur, Mexico. There are about ten boats here in the bay at the moment which has us scratching our heads because we never see anybody else go ashore. In the last two days we’ve seen one guy. We’re trying to remember if we sat around on … Read More
