Mar 072008
 

Guadalajara:
Guadalajara

Ok I’m actually leaving this time. The winds are looking decent and I’m all cleared out of the country. I split a rental car with the folks off Eelyos down to Manzanillo to clear immigration. Somehow my tourist card wasn’t stamped showing that I’d paid the fee up in Guaymas, so I had to pay for my tourist visa so that I could leave the country. Sure makes perfect sense. Other than that we didn’t have any real problems, unless of course you think of being pulled over by the cops in a rental car that didn’t have registration on board, the driver had forgotten his license on the boat and we were speeding. Speeding, no license, no registration, could have been a problem. At first they wanted to impound the car, but the cop was no match for a screaming 2 year old. Little Daneb on Eelyos undoubtedly saved us a lot of hassle and the cop let us off with a 200 peso note slid which I’m sure will find it’s way into official channels. After immigration we hit the Commercial Mexicana, big box store, and picked up 4 overflowing grocery carts full of food and diapers. I’ve still got no idea how we fit it all into the station wagon along with 4 adults and the afore mentioned two year old, but somehow we crammed it all in and drove back to Barra with the exhaust dragging across every speed bump we passed. Gotta love rental cars.

Speaking of road trips, the reason that I’m still around, besides the wind of course, is that Scully, Sadie and drove up to Guadalajara to see Bob Dylan last weekend. Scully’s pretty much a local down here, even though he’s from Nelson, BC. He’s been building a house out in the Barrio and has a great old Chevy pickup with a camper that we took to see Bob. It was a great trip out, driving the windy little highway though the mountains and endless fields of blue agave. We got into Guadalajara and asked for directions to the theater where Bob would be playing. We strolled up to the ticket counter and the day before the show we were able to get tickets in about the 25th row dead center. Then we started driving towards the old part of the city and found a little posada for 350 pesos a night 4 blocks from the basilica. We then promptly left to go to Estadio Jalisco to catch the soccer game between Atlas and Puebla. We were hoping that Chivas was playing, but it was still a great game and a ton of fun for 6 bucks.

Estadio Jalisco, home of Chivas and Atlas:
EstadioJalisco

We spent the next day just wandering around Guadalajara. There’s just too much of the city to see in a day, but we had a good time wandering around and getting psyched up for the concert that night. Now I’d heard that Dylan’s been pretty bad the last few years, but it turns out that he put on a great show. He was dressed up all in black like a mariachi out Tim Burton movie. Almost ghoulish, but very cool. He’s reworked a lot of his old songs to match his voice. He just can’t hold his notes anymore, so the songs are much choppier, but his voice is pure gravel and sounds great. On top of that you can actually understand him these days. Unfortunately my camera got impounded at the doors, so no pics of the show.

Scully’s rig, classic ride for cruising around Mexico:
TheRig

So now I’m pretty much ready to go. I’ll probably actually leave tomorrow or Sunday, but this will be my last post before the Marquesas. I probably won’t be getting into port until April 10th or so. I’m sure that I’ll get a post and some pics of passage up then.

 Posted by at 1:40 pm
Feb 282008
 

Well at one time I was planning on leaving for the Marquesas today, but the fates have been against me. The biggest is the underdevelopment of the trade winds. Right now they’re a good 600 miles offshore and blowing less than 10 knots. I’ve also had a hard time getting someone to come out and clean Bodhran’s bottom. I wanted to have a good professional job done before I left, not to mention the fact that I really didn’t want to snorkel in the lagoon. The divers just got done cleaning the bottom and I should be renting a car tomorrow to drive to Manzanillo to provision and clear immigration. Then it’ll just be a little matter of waiting for the wind to build, but I’m going to try to be out of Mexico by the middle of next week. Of course the little matter of clearing out of Mexico may throw any number of monkey wrenches in my plans.

These guys drive around the lagoon every once in a while cleaning 4 or 5 boats in a day:
BottomCleaning

 Posted by at 12:57 pm
Feb 222008
 

OK, it’s 2 in the morning, I’m drunk and Tate and I just got back out to the boat, but I thought this was awesome. Thanks Trev for passing this on.


Jason or Jerry, you decide.

 Posted by at 11:57 pm
Feb 222008
 

Steve and Tate and some spectacular vistas on Isla Navidad:
Overlook

Well things are definitely wrapping up for this year in Mexico. Steve, Tate and I got a good long hike in over in the hill behind the Grand Bay the other day. We’d hiked to the top a couple of times, but had never explored the dirt roads back behind. There’s still lots of trail back there to explore, but the heat of the day was coming on and we needed some beers.

We had an extreme low tide when we were hiking up on the mountian. Here’s a good look at the unmarked, usually underwater bars we have to navigate through to get to the anchorage here in Barra:
Bar

Of course when we were in playing music and eating at Mexico Lindo, we ran into a whole gaggle of boat musicians who I’d played with up in Mazatlan. Steve had to leave the next day, but we set up a big jam session at Pipers. We had a great time and packed the joint. We had to quit playing for a little bit to watch the total eclipse of the moon.

Best pic I could get of the eclipse:
Eclipse

Kinda dark, but the best pic of Tate and I pickin with some of the other cruisers at Pipers:
Pipers

Cool pic of our instruments on the pool table between sets:
Instruments

Tate and I are going to be out running errands today and then pickin late into the night. He leaves in the morning and who knows when the next time Cabin Fever is going to get together. So we’re going to have to make tonight a good one. Then it’ll be a couple of days of provisioning and checking out the weather and I’ll be jumping off for the 3000 mile jaunt across to the Marquesas. I’ll probably get one more post up before I take off, but then it’ll be a good month or more before I make landfall again.

 Posted by at 7:39 am
Feb 162008
 

Yesterday was quite the day down here in Jalisco/Colima Mexico. I’m not sure what state I’m anchored in right now. It’s Colima and the Grand Bay hotel side and Jalisco on the Barra de Navidad side of the lagoon. Either way, we all woke up before sunrise yesterday and caught taxis into the cleverly named capitol of Colima….Colima. No not Colima City, it’s just named Colima. At least a little confusing. Anyway, the 6 of us rented two cabs for the day and made the 2 hour drive to the big volcano right outside the city. Our drivers didn’t admit till we were up there that they really didn’t know where they were going. We thought that there was a National Park and hiking around the volcano, but we ended up bouncing ourselves to pieces on a little cobble stone road until the cab drivers decided that the suspension just couldn’t handle it, so we turned around and went back down the hill.

Tate, Steve, Beth, Jane, myself and Tate in front of the steaming volcano:
Volcano

After coming down from the volcano, we ended up in the the zocalo in the little town of Camala. Sergio from the Sands recommended this little restaurant on the edge of the square that just brings out appetizers as long as you’re drinking beer. It was great. They just brought out plate after plate of tacos, taquitos, tostadas and shrimp until we had to cut them off and tell them that we were full. The beers were $3 a piece, which is outlandish by Mexican standards, but they didn’t charge us at all for the food. Not a bad deal and really nice to get all sorts of different tapas that we might not have ordered ourselves.

After Camala we made a reasonably unmemorable trip to downtown Colima, which is a very pretty colonial city, but we only spent 15 minutes walking around as it was the heat of the day and we needed to get back to Barra for our gig at Rey Momo. It was a hot cab ride home and we grabbed a quick dip in the Sands pool before heading up to Rey Momo for a sound check. Then it was a quick dinner followed up by playing music until well after midnight. A fun, fun day, but we had been going since sun up. I took the water taxi home and went to bed, but Tate, Steve and Betsy rallied and played the Sand Bar till the wee hours of the morning. You know it’s getting bad when I can’t keep up with a retired Montessori school teacher.

Tate, Betsy and myself picking at Rey Momo with Steve and Dan over in the corner:
ReyMomo

 Posted by at 1:53 pm