Thursday, December 19, 2013.

Well we departed Acapulco just before noon after 3 Mexican bus rides to clear out with the port Captain and picking up some fresh veggies form the local market.   A rather  interesting departure and a bit comical an reminiscent of a scene from the “Movie Captain Ron”.  I left behind a rather upset local merchant who did some repair work on our canvas but was unable to complete the repairs because he didn’t the materials but he demanded to be paid for the full job anyway. I thought have to pull out the bear mace just as we were casting off, the merchant with a pair of goon type jumped into a little skiff and began rowing towards us. Fortunately they were head to another nearby boat and not attempting to board us. It was a tense moment but all thought of peril vanished as our friend Marina returned from a garbage run from down the dock, and as she did, a love sick Mexican out marina’s name,  called out her name, pleading that she not leave. Awe the life of a roving sailor. Broken hearts in every port. 

As we motored out of the harbor I called the port captain to report that we were underway. Now I’m not too sure what happened as  the language barrier is still a bit of a problem but I was either ordered back, to the dock at the marina, (Thoughts that the merchant may have filed a grievance with the authorities crossed my mind) or her was giving me directions on how to find the marina, not sure which. Anyway no navy gunboat rushed out to head me off so I suspect that we are ok but If my boat gets impounded in the next port I would suspect I would know why.

Outside the harbor the wind filled in from the west at 8 to 10 knots. We up all sail and are nicely sailing on a tight reach, parallel to the coast with our next stop about 175 miles away. The fishing rods are out so maybe we will catch diner.

That’s if for now. Take care all.