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A Bulleted History of Colombia

Why on earth would anyone go to Colombia?  It’s violent, dangerous, filled with armed militias and Narco gangs. A very dangerous place for an American Tourist.

It turns out that this is an image that Colombia has moved past.  There are many interesting lessons to learn, and parallels that can be drawn with the current situation in America.

Our oversimplified history of Colombia is based on several tours we took with English speaking guides, and a little wikepedia.

  • Due to disagreements between the various indigenous peoples, the country was broken up to create Venezuela and Ecuador.
  • In the early 20th century the United States sent Gunboats and helped create the country of Panama in exchange For a 99 year lease and the right to finish building the Panama Canal.
  • Colombia operated with 2 parties’ liberals and conservatives. (Sounds like America)
  • The liberals had internal friction between radicals and a more centrist group. (Sounds like America)
  • The two main parties enjoyed long periods in power. (Sounds like America)
  • There was increasing polarization between the two dominant parties. (Sounds like America)
  • Jorge Gaitan was the leader of the radical left and widely expected to win the election, but was assassinated in April 1948.
  • Gaitan’s death sparked a 3 day riot that destroyed the capital of Bogota, and was the beginning of La Violencia. (Jan 6?)
  • La Violencia lasted from 1946 to 1964 with 200,000 dead and an estimated 1,000,000 people displaced.
Monument to victims of La Violencia. Lights represent victims. Screens have photos of families…powerful stuff
  • Starting in the Early 60’s FARC (Fuerzas Armadas Revolucionarias de Colombia) came into being as a force for agrarianism and peasant rights.
  • Other militias came into being at that time including ELN, M19 and right wing paramilitaries funded by large land owners.  (BLM?)(ANTIFA?)
  • With the United States as the biggest customer by far, the drug trade turned out to be enormously profitable.  And some of these entities became more focused on the drug trade. 
  • The Narcos including the Medellin and Cali Cartels became the distributors and processors of cocaine through US affiliates like the Black Widow in Miami.
  • Meanwhile refugees from the countryside began to settle in Medellin on the hillsides as squatters.  Their first house were built from scraps salvaged from building sites and scavenging in the dump.  But as squatters they had low housing costs and paid no tax.  Over time they began small businesses in their neighborhoods, and as they became more prosperous they began to rebuild their shacks with red terra cotta bricks adding a floor for each new generation and creating part of the iconic Medellin skyline.
  • Isolated from the business center of Medellin by the steep geography and lack of city planning, gangs of underemployed young men began to mark out their turf in these new areas of the city.
  • In 1993, Medellin was the most dangerous city in the world with a homicide rate of 400/100000 and these new neighborhoods in the hills like Comuna 13 were the most dangerous neighborhoods in that city.
  • Completed in 1995 the Metro system knits together the neighborhoods of Medellin with tickets that cost 1600 COP (about 0.50 USD) and include transfers to anywhere in the system. Before the system a campaign to educate the public in “Metro Culture” instilled pride for and good behavior on the new Metro. Almost 30 years after its inauguration our ride was on a modern smooth system that puts BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) to shame.
  • In 2003 a new major Sergio Farjado was elected as Mayor. He began a series of policies that he called “social urbanization” that put the best schools, parks and Libraries in the poorest neighbor hoods.  This is often hailed as the moment that Medellin began to turn around. (would this work in America where the poorest neighborhoods often have the worst schools?)
  • Starting in 2004 a series of Cable cars were added to the transit system allowing easy access to and from the hillside communities like Comuna 13.  
  • The guerrilla factions are of course in the comuna 13 and in in 2002 the government moves to remove them with operation Orion.
  • Operation Orion has military helicopters hovering over the comuna 13 shooting people in support of ground troops.  In all  there were 80 civilians injured, 17 casualties committed by the Public Force , 71 people killed by the paramilitaries , 12 people tortured, 92 forced disappearances and 370 arbitrary detentions, according to the Corporación Jurídica Libertad.
Remembering the past
  • Many of the dead are in a mass grave on the hillside.
  • So I am not a rapper but Hip Hop music has a part to play here.   Hip Hop music evolved in New York using the music of Africa and rapping to create a music form that protests the injustice and oppression facing African and Hispanic Americans in the 60’s.  
  • Hip Hop came to Colombia not as music but in visual form via a movie called “Beat Street” other Colombian teens visiting America brought back music, break dancing and graffiti.
  • Brothers La Etnnia ages 8 to 12 began to practice break dancing and would become one of leading Colombian Hip Hop groups.
  • Hip Hop helped to get people back into the streets instead of hiding in their homes and breakdancing became a way for rival gangs to work it out without killing each other.
  • More on Colombian Hip Hop movement Here
  • One final overlay was the effect of Pablo Escobar and the various cartels, who took over the distribution and processing of Cocaine.   In an attempt to control the cartels the Colombian government signed an extradition treaty with the United States for drug offenses committed in either country.
  • The constitutionality of this was questioned and the cartels went to war with the government to try and overturn this treaty. Between 1989 and 1993 Pablo Escobar was responsible for the deaths of 657 policeman along with judges, politicians.  He began to commit acts of terrorism with many car bombings.
  • Today it’s all quiet in the country side, but Colombia remains as the largest exporter of Cocaine in the world.. More about that here.

One of the enjoyable aspects of the tours in Bogota and Medellin was trying to figure out the complex history of this country.   I am certain I have missed a lot, but being merely a traveler I feel I have an obligation to try and understand but no responsibility to create a definitive history….

Colombia is highly recommended, don’t miss the highland cities. Their climate is wonderful and the cities have an almost European feel. 

What’s the Why?

When we set off on this cruising adventure in 2016, we were full of anticipation of how it would all unfold. Everything was brand new. New boat, new places, new people, new way of life.  Well, now that we are a bit more seasoned—the novelty of some things, like haul outs, hurricane prep, talking cell phone plans and ordering parts in foreign countries, have lost some of their once innocent luster. Some days (well most), it’s too hot. Some days, it’s too frustrating, like when cleaning green moss off of — everything. Some days our why question sounds more like “tell me again just WHY we are doing this?  Most of our friends and family wish us well and listen to our stories with some wonderment. And others honestly look at us with a not so subtle air of bewilderment ( “so this is fun to you?”).  We laugh and explain away why it all works out and why we like it so much. (Are we convincing them or us?) Sometimes it seems that words fail to truly express our Why for cruising. We tell some exciting story, perhaps with a little storm peppered into the tale. Or of the time we had to wait 3 months for an inverter delivery in Costa Rica before moving on, what a hoot that was we say, laughing now. In response, there’s the look. Like the one your sweet grandmother might nod with, while you explain the intricate symbolism behind your tattoo. How nice. Truth is we all have a why for the things we choose to do. While some may prefer a Princess cruise to our adventure, there’s a why for that too.  For us, our why has evolved, and with it a deeper appreciation for all we get to do and see on our strong boat—even if it is too darn hot!   And with that spirit, Season 5 is underway!

Countdown

10, 9, 8 ….  The countdown has begun, boxes of parts have been arriving, overseas shipping is planned Airline tickets… check.  Airport hotel check, taxi to Bocas De Toro got it, water taxi to Red Frog Marina.  We are going back to Footloose after a year of COVID.  We are vaccinated, masked and ready to go. Michael had a booster the other day…injection site soreness mild headache next day..

It’s been a good year.  Learning our new house and a little bit about the area.   Mom and Dad stayed with us for 4 months while mom recovered from hip surgery.  They are back on the ranch now.  I now have a nice work shop in one of our garages.  Lisa has been working out at Defined Fitness and doing yoga at Sacred Rebel.  I built a fence to keep deer out of our fruit trees. 

Another big move for Lisa is obtaining her New Mexico Real Estate license. She is associated with R1 Realty in Farmington.  So of course if you know someone looking to relocate out of the brutal California real estate market, Farmington is a great place to live and Lisa can make it happen.  In this area 500k buys a lot of house.

We took time to hear some music with Music in the Mountains and to visit the Mesa Verde National monument. We even went sailing with the kayak on Farmington Lake. 

This year we plan to leave the Bocas del Toro Area mid-October, spend 2 weeks at Linton bay in Panama getting our life raft serviced along with some other boat projects.  Then we are off to finally explore the islands of San Blas.   After that we make our way to Cartagena, Columbia to spend the next few months.  We plan to enjoy the Christmas season from an Air BNB near the old town.  Footloose will be getting a bit of a face lift while we are there.   Then we cross the Caribbean going through the Windward Passage, and to Turks and Caicos.   We will make our way to our new home port at Brunswick, Georgia via the Bahamas and Florida arriving by June 1 and the beginning of Hurricane season.

What We Did This Summer- 2019

After a season of travel through the windiest regions of Central America,  we returned home from a steamy Panama to the cool California,  Ahhh.   It was a summer of few photos, but we enjoyed seeing friends and family again.

We started out staying with my friend Dennis Olson and attending Gus Beam’s Wedding.  Gus is the son of Marconi Cove Yacht Club member, Mark Peters…  I have known Gus since the car seat days and he is now an attorney practicing in Sacramento.  The bride and groom have known each other since middle school and witnessing their marriage was our pleasure.

After wearing out our welcome at the Olson’s, we moved over to our old neighbors Mike and Carrolyn’s place in Ballena Bay.  Centrally located in the Bay Area, we were able to visit with old friends and have my long awaited vitrectomy.  After a career spent advising patients to avoid this procedure, which among other things removes floaters (good), but also has a risk of causing retina detachments (bad).  I found myself so troubled by the floaters, which started in our first year of cruising, that I sought treatment, breaking my own advice.  Dr. Michael Jumper did an excellent job and my vision is much better.  I still have a large floater in my left eye, but having one good eye is a huge improvement and I doubt I will proceed with the left eye.

Rockridge Cafe after Vitrectomy.. been eating there since the 80’s

I had a follow up a few days later and then we were off to Soda Springs.

In Soda Springs, our sailing friends Lou, Patrice and Bear have a house, and put us up for a few days to enjoy the Tahoe area magnificence.

We enjoyed a quick visit with our cruising friends, Tod and Donna, in Grass Valley before our return to the Bay Area to catch a flight; we were off to St Louis.

My optometry license goes away permanently in April 2020, so I decided to move it to New Mexico, where work seems to be plentiful.  There is a shortage of optometrists in the state, and being of relatively sound mind and body (some might argue) I don’t think I would mind working a few days a week. So off we went to St Louis for the American Academy of Optometry annual meeting for some continuing education. It felt good to engage my brain in my old profession.

We loved Saint Louis.  Lisa found us an AirBNB that saved us hundreds of dollars over the conference rate.  A short walk through the campus of the Washington School of Medicine and then a short light rail to the conference downtown.

We stayed a week in St Louis and enjoyed a trip to the famous arch.  I never realized it was made of welded stainless steel plate.  We took the trip to the top in little trolleys (not for claustrophobics) that tip as the car moves up the curved legs of the arch keeping the occupants vertical.  At the top, a fantastic view of the capital and the ball park.

On the last day, we took a stroll through one of St. Louis’ great old neighborhoods near Forest Park.  A man working in his front yard told us these homes sold between 800K and 1.2 Million or so.  Lots of old, beautiful square feet for the dollar… not so sure about the maintenance.

Then off to New Mexico.

First stop was a visit to my parents in Roy. They are 89, and I am blessed to have both of them.  My mom had pulled a muscle in her leg and was in a lot of pain. After a couple hospital visits, I thought finally we would convince them to move closer to my brother Christopher in Farmington (7 hours away).  But, after a few days of better medication management, her pain subsided somewhat, and all bets were off.   Now they are once again adamant about living the rest of their days on their ranch. I respect their wishes, though it is very worrisome for me. I feel cursed that they won’t listen to me, but everyone makes their own choices and I have to live with that.

After a lot of driving, we retreated to my brother’s house in Farmington.  Great spending time with them and in some ways getting to know them better.

My nephew Mason turned 16.

In the middle of it all Sandy’s mom died.  I suited up and flew to Southern California for her funeral.  Jeanette is now at Mount Sinai in Hollywood close to her husband Webster and Sandy whom she missed terribly.  For the 12 years since her death all Jeanette could talk about was rejoining Sandy in the afterlife.  She will be missed. My mother in law was a generous and giving person who welcomed me into her family.  I am certain that there was some disappointment that Sandy had not married a Jew, but I always felt welcomed by her entire family. Rest in Peace

Two years ago we purchased property (with two houses) on the Animas river in Farmington. The tenants in the larger house vacated in August and then from the smaller Casita in September.  We took the opportunity to camp out in the big house for two weeks and thoroughly enjoyed the experience.  It was a pleasure to enjoy a cool drink by the river each evening as the sun was going down.  This house distracts us from cruising some as we plan modifications to the property.  Susan, one of the outgoing tenants, shared a couple of pictures of the property during last years more extreme winter.  We remain determined to enjoy cruising as long as possible, as it would feel foolish to abandon this until we are truly done. Perhaps with a modified schedule that includes staying in Farmington with temporary work and family for the summers during hurricane season.

We were concerned to be leaving with both houses empty, but a week later the management company called to tell us that both units had been rented.   🙂

For our last week in the states we were back to Alameda where we enjoyed a week in Felicia’s Yoga Room.  Fun cooking together with Felicia and Paul in their beautiful Bay Street home.

Even though it wasn’t October yet the Halloween season was starting to emerge near Bay Street, famous for its thousands of trick or treaters who attend the festivities on this heavily decorated area of Alameda. Here’s a link to this house from 2017 (I think)

Being in Alameda meant a great dinner with Allison and her husband Jerry and a trip to Berkeley Bowl to bring some goodies as our contribution. At the end of the meal, Lisa looked at her watch and exclaimed “It’s after midnight”….

Berkeley Bowl Cheese

We love our trips back to the US, but we hate living out of a suitcase.  A trip to the states means accumulating thousands of dollars worth of  replacement boat parts, carrying clothes for 5 months, shlepping a couple of computers, and camera gear which this year included a drone that needed repair. The beauty of traveling by boat is the ability to travel to new places with your home.  On the boat we don’t lose stuff.

We Don’t Pack Light

Thank you to all who hosted us this summer!

 

 

Costa Rica to Panama, It’s a Wrap!

Last Sunset Age 64

My last blog left off at Marina Papagayo, with Michael having installed our new inverter. Many miles have traversed since then. What a trip this season has been with 2000 nm, 6 countries, some trials, great adventures, many laughs, a few lessons, and above all breathtaking vistas. Best told with pictures, so here goes:

Gulfo de Nicoya, Costa Rica

Underway again!

Frustrations from boat repair delays fell away as we left Playa del Coco to the Gulfo de Nicoya in Costa Rica. As promised, the Papagayo winds did finally ease. First stop was Bahia Samera to rest then Ballena for Michael’s birthday. Making short trips daily, we anchored and enjoyed many new places, briefly sublime. 

Bahia Drake

Footloose at Bahia Drake

We usually travel in daylight, but seriously overdone by the sun (85-90 average temp with humidity to match), we decided to travel over night to Bahia Drake. It was a calm and cool night, arriving  at dawn to a quiet anchorage. Bahia Drake is situated in the lush Oso Peninsula. We reunited with our buddy boats Paradisea and Sonamara and lingered a couple weeks there, enjoying walks around the small town, and taking a couple tours to Corcovado Park and Isla Cano, ominous for being the place where more lightening strikes occur annually than anywhere in the world. We hired a panga to take us there. We were able to tie our dinghy to the Oso lodge dock to walk about and explore. The staff at Oso were helpful in setting up the tours. All in all, Bahia Drake was a favorite stop in Costa Rica.

Rainforest Tour in Corcovado Park

Bittern, Corcovado Park

Getting to this tour was perhaps the most thrilling part. The panga picked us up from our boats and then traveled around the point to the beach where our park tour would begin. They drove through the rocks and crashing waves and backed us in to shore. It was hair raising. On shore, we took a great hike through the forest with our guide, trying not to think about the perilous return trip. The panga crew and boat were both strong and brave and we were back aboard our boats before sundown with more stories to tell.

Snorkeling at Isla del Caño

We didn’t swim as much as I’d hoped for this year. The water was either too rough with strong current or too muddy or too something else to encourage diving in. At last, we had it almost just right snorkeling at Caño. Alas, I did get stung by jellies, but still worth it.

Gulfo Dulce

We departed April 14 for Puerto Jiminez.  A large delightful group of dolphins escorted us along the way. It was hot, humid, calm, no wind for sailing. We anchored at 1430.  I was somewhat distracted on this trip, thinking about the Masters. I am a huge golf fan and that’s something I miss out here. We had wi-fi at anchor and I quickly logged in to check on the tournament. Tiger won his 5th green jacket, a momentous comeback in the sport.  We spent a few days in Gulfo Dulce, with Bahia Rincon being a favorite, though it did have its anchoring challenges with very uneven bottom (depths quickly vary from 15 to 50 feet).  After a few days at anchor, we checked in at Golfito Marina and appreciated the air condition after a few weeks of none. Golfito would be our final stop in Costa Rica. 

Panama 

Isla Parida Anchorage

We began the season thinking and planning for the end destination of Panama. It’s hard to explain the emotion behind accomplishing this goal. We set off from Golfito eager to see some of the anchorages in western Panama on the way to Vista Mar Marina. 300 nm, let’s do this!

We are so glad we allowed time to stop at these anchorages on the way to Vista Mar. Secluded, Tranquil, and Gorgeous!

Isla Parida

Isla Seca

Bahia Honda and Ensenada Naranjo

Bahia Honda is a large bay with many anchorages, which we could have explored for days. We stayed only one night and still had several visitors including the National Park Police and the well-known Domingo and his son Kennedy who both visited with their pangas bringing fruit and welcoming smiles. Ensenada Naranjo brought visitors of the insect kind!

Punto Malo

We had our weather window to face the final navigation test of the season – Punto Malo, known for extreme currents and winds.  Looking good, we departed Ensenada Benao at 0530 to round the Point. All calm, Vista Mar here we come.

Punto Malo

We made it!  Grateful for all we’ve seen, the people we’ve met, the countries explored. Grateful for the Panama Posse, a rich resource and community for making this passage. Grateful for our fabulous boat Footloose, which continues to be a strong and beautiful home for us at sea. Grateful for our buddy boats and friends on Paradisea and Sonamara, who made the challenges easier and the celebrations sweeter. We are back in the United States for the summer. Looking forward to Season Four and more footloose adventures in Panama…

Fair Winds everyone-

Lisa and Michael

 

El Salvador

Footloose surfing into Bahia del Sol

Departing Chiapas for El Salvador, one thing weighed heavily on our minds— the bar crossing into Bahia Del Sol. We had seen the videos of those who’d gone before and survived, but still the waves at this bar are intimidating. We arrived in the middle of the night and anchored out near the bar entrance. As the sun came up, we began our wait for high slack tide, the best time to cross the bar. At 1230, Footloose, Paradisea, and Sonamara made our way to the entrance to meet the pilot boat. Boats do not cross this bar without pilot boat escort. Paradisea was the first to go. We waited and watched as they took a wave and got sideways a bit, then pulled her to starboard, and in she went, whew. Our turn and Sonamara to follow. Bill directed us on Channel 16 and we followed “Full Speed Ahead”. Michael pushed on the throttle and we powered through, seeing 11mph, surfing one wave on the stern, sporty, and just like that we were through and made our way to the marina. (Unfortunately, the conditions quickly worsened and Sonamara was turned away and had to wait at anchor for another night.)  At the dock, we were greeted by many smiling faces, including immigration folks and the celebrated hosts of Bahia del Sol, Bill & Jean (El Salvador Rally). They took our dock lines and presented us with Rum drinks. Welcome to El Salvador!

Bahia Del Sol

Bahia Del Sol

From our stern porch, we looked out onto the long estuary, with volcanoes prominently in the backdrop. The marina is rough around the edges, with the docks needing work (watch out for nails), boards loose… But, the restaurant and the 4 pm happy hours at the pool with the friendly cruiser community, make it a sweet spot. Bill and Jean have made their home here, having arrived 5 years ago. They host the annual El Salvador Rally and contribute greatly to the local community. They have a lovely Island home and have made Bahia del Sol a welcome retreat for cruisers. We even celebrated Chinese New Years with Debra from Avant teaching us how to make pot stickers and Pork Buns for a delicious feast.  Bill rides with the pilot boat to escort boats in and out of the bar and provides clear instructions in English. They host Saturday “Pupusa” nights and are readily available to answer any questions about the area.  Many cruisers have come to Bahia and lingered for a season or more, as it’s a sheltered place to leave your boat, with affordable mooring balls, and a very good place to take inland tours around El Salvador and throughout Central America. 

First Impression, Politics

You can’t talk about El Salvador without talking some politics. The effects of the civil war (1980-92 ) are still felt and the people are still longing for a strong government without corruption.  We arrived on the weekend of the presidential election. Alcohol was banned for the weekend of our arrival through Monday, Election Day. Voting is a big deal with much higher turnout than the US.  Voters are given the day off to vote and there is a celebratory mood as everyone participates in this important civic responsibility. From our boat, we watched pangas bringing people from surrounding islands to the polling place along the estuary. We learned some about the different parties, including the once prominent FMLN and ARENA. Ultimately, Nayib Bukele (GANA party) won. Previously, as mayor of San Salvador, he made notable improvements , with successful projects to clean up the center of town, eradicating some of the gang element, and making it safer and more enjoyable for people to congregate. Some are hopeful, others skeptical that he can make good on his presidential campaign ideas. I hope so.  

Touring El Salvador

We couldn’t leave Bahia without a tour of the country. In a week, we could not see it all, but our tour with Maureen and Bob (Paradisea) gave us a great taste of El Salvador.  We hired Ernesto to be our driver/tour guide. Our tour first wound thru the recommended Ruta de las Flores, which was reported to be a pretty drive with stops at coffee plantations, colorful towns and festivals. Well, it wasn’t that pretty, with this being the dry season, it was – dry.  Meandering through the countryside and towns we did see Coffee and Sugar Cane crops (the two largest exports of the country) and lots of color– with bright murals on the walls, painted houses and even the buses. The city buses are old time school buses from the USA. Industrious Salvadorians’s own them, drive them, and paint them.  We stopped our first night in Santa Ana,  the 2nd largest city, next to San Salvador.

Day Two: Parque Nacional Los Volcanes

We did It!

There are three major Volcanoes at this park. Active Vulcan Izalco is the youngest with its cone taking form starting in 1770, and now stands 1910m high. It erupted throughout the 20th century, earning its reputation as the “Lighthouse of the Pacific”. Next to it and 400m higher, stands Volcan Santa Ana. At 2,381 metres (7,812 ft) above sea level, it is the highest volcano in the country and last erupted in 2008.  True Confession: I like to hike, especially on long, flat, smooth trails. I heard stories about the Santa Ana Volcano, (“arduous, kicked my butt, not for the weak…). I told myself, I’m not doing that. I’ll take the forty-five minute nature hike instead and call it good. But then,  there I was walking up this huge volcano, climbing, panting, cursing, wondering if I would make it to the top. We got a late start (waiting for required park police escort) , but we did make it to the top before closing time. And it was quite spectacular looking down into the deep green caldera below.  So Worth It!

A word about Coffee

Cafe Expresion Cultural, Santa Ana

On the way out of Santa Ana, we just had to find a good cup of coffee. Surprisingly, Salvadorans are not as java crazy as we are. Coffee is the prominent export, but that doesn’t mean they drink it or love it. So far on our tour, we had tasted mostly watered down nescafe or its equivalent. Strangely disappointing.  My Central America guide book made a solid recommendation to go to Expresion Cultural, which did have good coffee, art, and vibe.  Refreshed and properly caffeinated – we traveled on to our next stop, Suchitoto.

We arrived Suchitoto on Valentine’s Day and our guys did the right and romantic thing by splurging on our lodging at Los Almendros de San Lorenzo. It is a Spanish style Inn, with beautiful art, courtyard, lounge, pool, and gracious hosts Joaquin and Pascal. Joaquin and Pascal are want to be cruisers, so perhaps we’ll meet them again at some remote anchorage! We later learned that the El Salvador Rally has in the past rented out the whole Inn for cruisers on this rally. How fun would that be! We enjoyed our two nights there and also soaked in the charming town of Suchitoto along the Indigo Trail.

Indigo

Before coffee, indigo once reigned in El Salvador. There are still artisans who carry on the tradition. We met Jenny and her husband and spent a few hours in their shop in Suchitoto.  Lovely people and art. They were happy that we did more than just look and treated us to a demonstration.

A Word about the Tour

Perhaps it was due to the off season or just plain bad luck. Whatever the cause, we had a bit of the Cerrado curse. Ernesto attempted to thrill us with sites, but unfortunately, many places were closed upon arrival. We were turned away from waterfalls, coffee plantations, the puerto del diablo…. We took it mostly in stride and teased Ernesto plenty. And he did his best to fill in the time with more sites, like the tour of Suchitlan Lake in Suchitoto. 

Days Five-Six, San Salvador, the Capital City

Sunday Night, Downtown San Salvador

San Salvador is a modern city, with crazy traffic, homeless people, some beautiful buildings, museums, art, and very good food. Thanks to Pascal’s recommendations, we enjoyed the best meal of our season at Punto, the restaurant at the Museum of Art (MARTE). Shopping at Kreef (German) Deli and the Super Selecto Mercado across from the US Embassy brought provisioning to a new height. Plus, there is a volcano! A gentle hike to the top of this one. 

Volcano San Salvador

A Day at the Museums

Michael gives bartender a lesson on making a “dry” martini, Punto Restaurant, Museum of Art

We spent a few hours and could have spent more walking through the Military and Anthropology Museums. They were excellent, better than our group anticipated. They helped us to understand more about the history of El Salvador, its past and current struggles and opportunities. Migration was featured a lot in exhibits with a large percentage of Salvadorans considered transnationalists, working and living in other countries. Very interesting to get this perspective.  We didn’t have the time or brain power left to tour the Art Museum, but the restaurant was an amazing treat!

Final Day of the Tour, San Salvador

San Salvador

Our last day we did a walking tour around the center of town. The National Palace is mostly empty since the earthquake of 1984; nonetheless, we enjoyed walking through the empty hallways, imagining the past splendor of this European-design statehouse. We saw that the National Theater had a Dance Performance at 5 pm, so we returned and took in the performance. We didn’t completely understand the “plot” but the dancing was terrific, reminded Bob and Maureen of Capoeira, the Brazilian martial art that combines elements of dance and music. Very powerful. After the show, we found Lero Lero Cafe (another Pascal recommendation), and enjoyed a casual tasty meal while looking down on San Salvador all lit up.

We so enjoyed our stop in El Salvador. Only three weeks there, but with many more miles to go this season, it’s time to go.   Next stop, Isla Tigre, Gulfo de Fonseca, Honduras…

Fair Winds Everyone-

Lisa & Michael

Entering the Bar at Bahia del Sol

Our Tour of Chiapas

Birdwatching from our Porch

After the Tehuantepec, as tame as it was, I was content to rest a bit at Marina Chiapas. It’s a peaceful setting surrounded by mangroves, with few boats going in and out, no obnoxious jet skis or early fishing pangas rocking our boat with their wake. I woke up naturally with the sun here and enjoyed many cups of coffee, watching the birds take flight. Left to my own lazy devices I may have whiled away all my time hibernating on the boat in this fashion before departing for El Salvador. But alas, our energetic traveling friends shook Michael & I out of our stupor reminding us that we would likely never travel this way again. So, we set aside our best-laid budget and packed a suitcase. Touring around the state of Chiapas was indeed– to quote our friend Bob on Paradisea– an OLTE (a Once in a LifeTime Experience).

Meet Our Tour Guides

Miguel and our driver Manuel

To see the sites in this mountainous state, we hired a tour guide who quickly became our friend. Miguel Angel Alvarez Davila operates Tours Discover Chiapas. He and his knowledgable crew took our group (Footloose, Paradisea and Sonamara) on some safe and gorgeous adventures.

Quick Tour to Nearby Chocolate Town and Izapa

We first did a day tour to nearby Chocolate Town and the Izapa Ruins. Chocolate Town is aptly named as it’s the home to generations of chocolate makers. We met Josefina who famously won an international chocolate competition in Italy or France. Quite an honor. She demonstrated her techniques, which she learned from her grandmother and mother. Sadly, her children have other ambitions, but her granddaughter sat watching nearby, so perhaps the tradition will not be lost!

Izapa Ruins are only an hour drive. Miguel and our other guide, Favio, are amateur historians with a great interest in Maya Culture, so their insights were invaluable.

Five-Day Tour to Palenque and San Cristóbal de las Casas

Palenque, Maya Archeological Site

Next, we took a 5-day tour to visit Palenque and San Cristóbal de las Casas. The drive itself was spectacular — winding around the majestic Sierra Madres, mango tree orchards, hillside towns, and more. It was a long drive, about 12 hours to Palenque from the Marina on our first day. We did stop for lunch in Villa Hermosa for fantastic Grilled Chicken at a roadside stop. A feast for 80 pesos. And the rewards for enduring the long drive in a van with 9 people are evident in these photos. We were all taken in by this historic place.

The city of Palenque is home to this major Mayan Archeological Site and National Park. This Maya city state flourished in the 7th Century. Archeologists continue with excavations at this site with only a small percentage of buildings yet uncovered from the surrounding rain forest. goose bumps.

After climbing all those steps we enjoyed dinner and a night’s rest in town. But not before a stop at the Aluxes Wildlife Park.

San Cristóbal de las Casas

Santo Domingo Cathedral, San Cristobal de las Casas

Day three, off to San Cristóbal de las Casas, considered the cultural capital of Chiapas. We arrived just in time for dinner and sleep. The next day was full of walks, museums (including Casa Na Bolom) and exploring this magical hillside city. Many people from around the world have found their home here. It’s got a good blend of folk with exiled hippies mingling with indigenous people, some hipsters, artists and tourists.

And now for the long drive back to our boats on day five, with a stop for a hike and spectacular view of El Chiflon Waterfalls.

Cascadas El Chiflon

El Chiflon features five waterfalls at different levels. Great hike and even a zip line for those so inclined.

Some Takeaways from the Tour

Tour guides are worth it: Before arriving in Chiapas we were warned about robberies along the tourist route. Miguel explained that along the road from San Cristóbal to Palenque, there are some indigenous people that are angry and misguided. On occasion they have thrown up road blocks and robbed some tour buses. With Miguel’s local knowledge he knew to take us on a different route, though longer, Safe. 

Best New Road Snack: Plantain Chips with Valentina’s Hot Sauce

Best posed question and sure way to make a tour guide blush: What are “Auto Hotels‘?- A place to pull in for a secret romantic afternoon.  Basically a garage with a bed and bathroom you can pull in to and no one sees the lady in question…

A popular & plentiful business in these parts: Vulcanizadora – a tire fixing place. Luckily we didn’t blow a tire.

Timely: Seeing segments of the “caravan” underway. Miguel explained that Mexico too, does not want them to enter Illegally; however, once here, the towns (and country) do what they can to help them. We saw medical teams set up at check points. Trucks picking up families with children to drive them for a distance. Food and supplies, shelter,  good will.  Federales are on the look out for MS13 members.

Most Astounding Mystery: Why did the Mayan people abandon this flourishing empire? Since it was re-discovered in 1567,  a huge number of inscriptions and sculptures have been the key to unlocking historical secrets, although opinion is still divided on why Palenque was abandoned. Was it famine? Invasion from a neighboring state? A calendar mix-up?

and lastly, thanks again to our friend, Captain Bob on Paradisea, for a new defining motto, “OLTE” —  never pass one up!

Fair winds everyone-

Lisa and Michael

Waiting in Huatulco, Tehuantepec Looming

Cruise ship barely fits in the Santa Cruz harbor!

We departed Barra De Navidad over a month ago with stops along the way to Huatulco, where we now sit and wait for the elusive weather window to cross the ominous Gulf of Tehuantepec. The Gulf of Tehuantepec is infamous for Force 8 gales of N wind called Tehuantepeckers, or T-peckers for short. We’ve been thinking about this moment for a couple years, so the waiting is killing us. We did arrive here in January, notably the time of year when the wind strengths peak, so waiting should not be a surprise!  Unfortunately, the marina is closed due to a winter storm and silting, so we wait hot and sweaty at anchor. We do take day trips, but mostly are tied down to staying near or on the boat. Still, there must be lessons in this wait time. I am on a 23-day streak of Duo Lingo, learning Spanish. Somehow the “emotions” lesson is so apropo: Enojado (angry), Aburrido (bored), Cansado (tired), Preocupado (worried), Triste (sad), and the highly anticipated – Contento (happy).   Haven’t learned the word for grateful yet, but I will and do have many reasons to use it.  Starting with the buddy boats we are traveling with, Paradisea and Sonamara. Turns out even reviewing weather maps is better shared with others. 

Chicken wings, potato chips, olives and Fried Grasshoppers a specialty of Oaxaca

Today is Day 10 of the wait and the T-pecker effect is making its presence known. Waves are rolling in to  Bahia Chahue, rocking our boats at anchor and I feel un poco enfermo (sick). Michael checks Predictwind and assures me that the waves should subside in another 24 hours more or less. Espero (I wait).  

When you need an attitude adjustment, it’s time to take a breath and reflect on the special moments along the journey. Here’s a snapshot of our travels Barra to Huatulco.

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Sights from Underway

 People

Anchorages

Touring Around

The Divers of Acapulco: Quite a history. Generations of divers have been diving here since 1934.  Book to be published later this year telling their story,”Divers of the Pacific”.

Fort Museum, Acapulco: Great historical museum at the old fort.

Acapulco, Around Town

Huatulco Area

The Wait is Over

First Sundown in T Pec, Paradisea

On Day 13 of our wait, a short weather window came to light. Our friends encouraged us to take the plunge. We departed on Friday, January 11 at 1700 to cross the Gulf of Tehuantepec.  It was a calm and beautiful passage. We sailed for only a few hours with sunrise on Saturday, then motored on through Saturday night, arriving Marina Chiapas on Sunday morning. I have such awe and reverence for this great ocean we travel on our small boat.  Agradecido (grateful)!

What was all the fuss?  Smooth sailing (& motoring) to cross the Tehuantepec!

Season Three: Panama!

Panama Posse

Class of 2018-2019 at Barra de Navidad

Each season begins with a plan. This season Michael and I shook hands on taking the Central American route to Panama. We thought we would have made it there last season, but plans changed. This year we seem determined, albeit somewhat scared to leave what has become our familiar and friendly cruising grounds around Mexico. Not scared exactly, just a bit uncertain. Uncertainty is one aspect of the cruising life that you have to get used to. What lies ahead? To bolster our knowledge and bravado, we have joined the Panama Posse, a support group of sorts for like-minded cruisers on the less traveled Central-American route.

Now in its second season, the Panama Posse is not a race or an organized rally whereby we all depart and travel together until we cross the finish line. Rather this group was created to provide information and a supportive community for people traveling this route. Some boats may buddy boat together, others may travel to a different schedule. Either way, the Panama Posse will be there to check in with along the way.

Posse kick-off in Barra de Navidad

November marks the start of many cruising seasons. The Marina Puerto de Navidad (a Panama Posse sponsor), hosted this season’s Posse kick-off shortly after Thanksgiving. The week featured daily seminars to learn more about the route, weather and safety, provisioning and finally the kick-off party. Dietmar of Sailing Vessel (S/V) Carinthia is the organizer/presenter for this week’s event. He with his wife Suzanne traveled with last year’s Posse to Panama, so he has first-hand knowledge and lots of stories to share.

Community

The Panama Posse is created with community in mind. Not to be repetitive or cliché, but believe me when I tell you that cruisers are the most generous of people. They gravitate to helping out and building community. Perhaps it’s because we are a minority, when you consider there are really only about 25,000 small boats cruising worldwide. While cruisers tend to be self-reliant types, they also seek out others. Whether to troubleshoot an engine problem on someone’s boat or to wait out a weather system or commiserate over a rough passage or to share a snorkel or a taxi to Mega to provision, cruisers join together. So far, there are about 58 vessels signed up for this season’s Posse, with 19 attending the kick off. Others will join the route later in the year. Some will travel the distance to Panama and others may stop over in El Salvador or elsewhere for the season. Like always, plans and routes are unique to each boat and crew.

Communication

Chris and Monica on S/V SeaGlub have volunteered to be the lead vessel, which means they will be coordinating the communication. In the past, Single Side Band (SSB) Nets were the primary means of checking in with boats underway.This year we will use an online application,“Line”, to do weekly check-ins, plus there is a 24-hour chat room to pose questions, etc. Knowing there are people who are listening and watching our boat’s progress is a comfort. Should we have a medical or other emergency out there, we feel better assured of some assistance. More than likely we will hear mostly about the best restaurants, calm anchorages, and interesting inland trips not to be missed. In addition to Line, Dietmar will send out regular Posse updates by email with information that members of the Posse share. We are asked to provide detailed information (e.g. latitude and longitude of a good or bad anchorage, phone number for a mechanic in El Salvador, how to check in to Costa Rica, etc.) All of this is being recorded for the next guy. We learn by doing, but also from shared information. Fortunately, we hear that wifi and satellite coverage is strong along this route — most of the time.

Sponsors

Dietmar and others have cultivated relationships with marinas and other services along the route to Panama. Thanks to their efforts, there are now many sponsors offering significant discounts to Panama Posse members. One notable sponsor is Vista Mar Marina in Panama where we plan to park Footloose at season end. These sponsors and discounts are another welcome benefit of joining this group as we prepare ourselves for some sticker shock when we leave Mexico!

Plan, Work, then Go

That’s the plan for now. Our departure date is unfortunately delayed a few days while waiting for our DHL mail delivery. Patience. Oh well, another dip in the pool, read a book, a couple more boat items checked off the list, a delicious dinner out at Bésame Mucho. A tropical storm system passed through last week, likely the last one of the year. The weather and seas look calm for departure tomorrow. I’ve enjoyed our time in Barra and meeting new friends with the Panama Posse. Our next stop is only 20 nm south to a small, serene anchorage at Ensenada Carrizal. Slowly we make our way south!  

Barra De Navidad, Thanks for the Memories…

A Moment in Paradise Village

Bengal Tiger

Duke

We are moored in the Paradise Village Marina which is part of the Paradise Village Resort in Neuvo Vallarta.  We take a walk every morning before hiding out in the Air Conditioning for the hottest part of the day.  As you leave the Paradise Village Complex, You pass a sort of mini zoo.  Two Bengal tigers Daisy and Duke live in large cages that include his and hers water features where they often lie to cool off.  You might not care for the idea of caged tigers, but if you can get past that, it is a rare opportunity to stand next to a mature tiger.  In the morning Duke takes a walk along the front wall of the cage.  Say his name and he will often respond with a kind of deep purring sound.  He seems very interested in our metal dock cart which we often roll by on our way to the market. I don’t know much else about the tigers although there is a book available here.  They seem to be in great health, lean and sleek with clean teeth, and paws the size of salad plates.  Did you know that male tigers have a white spot on the back of their black ears?  Sometimes they sleep on their backs inviting you to rub their belly.

Paradise village

Carolina – Parrot Caretaker

There are also several cages full of parrots. I would guess at least 15.   Today I met their primary care taker, Carolina.   Carolina gets the birds out of their cages to sit on perches, creating a great opportunity for some parrot portraiture. In my broken Spanish she answered a few of my questions.  She was hand feeding them pieces of whole wheat bread.  I asked about fruit and she said they get fruit every evening.  She also gave each bird some water out of a hose, she thought the birds might drink as much as a quarter liter of water every day.  I asked her where the birds come from and she told me that many are rescues.  A parrot can live for as much as 60 years, and if an owner dies they sometimes come to the resort where they are carefully cared for.  Some of the Parrots are hatched there. Currently there are several youngsters in the population.

 

We like Paradise village, but we are ready to return to the “real” Mexico.

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