La Village de Bahia Los Angeles to Puerto Don Juan to Santa Rosalia

Sunrise on Tuesday, September 27

We made two trips to shore. In the morning, we went to the grocery store run for perishables. In the afternoon, we had lunch at the motel restaurant. We haven’t been writing about the food lately because we generally only write about new foods to us. Living in San Diego, Mexican food is the staple of our diet, so we haven’t run across many foods that are new to us. But this time, there was something on the menu that we didn’t recognize: arrachera. Eric ordered it and found out that it was a marinated steak. The other items on his plate are a chili relleno (poblano chili stuffed with cheese, dipped in an egg batter and deep fried), rice and refried beans.

On the way back, we got ice cream at the sportfishing store. We took a back road to Guillermo’s (which was where the dinghy was parked) so that we could check out more of the town.

Even though it was only a 10 – 15 minute walk from the sportfishing place to Guillermo’s, Eric and Keith both needed to get a beverage at Guillermo’s. While we were waiting, Christi chatted with a tourist who has come to Bahia de Los Angeles to sportfish every September for the last seven years. He says this is by far the greenest he’s ever seen it. His sportfishing captain had told him that two houses along the waterfront at the north end of town had been completely destroyed in the hurricane.

Meanwhile, Eric checked the weather and saw the forecast had changed. The winds were going to come from a direction that would make this anchorage uncomfortable. Also, there was a chance that thunderstorm cells could come through, which would bring short-lived, but intense, rain and winds.

We made the snap decision to move to a more suitable anchorage. We rushed back to Kosmos. This photo really shows how green Bahia de Los Angeles has become.

We immediately raised dinghy and set course for Don Juan. It was a quick one-hour ride. We were surprised that there were only two other boats in the anchorage. At sunset, the sky turned pink to the southeast (looking at the entrance) and deep purple to the northwest (looking at “the window”).

On Wednesday, we had strong winds from south for a large part of the day. Both of the other sailboats in the anchorage took off early. We figured they were utilizing the wind to head north towards Refugio.

The anchorage was flat and calm, so we were glad we’d moved. It would have been uncomfortable in the The Village. It was also overcast and felt like it was going to rain, but it never did. The clouds made the sky dark and kind of eerie; it felt like dusk at midday. In good news, the temperatures were pleasant.

Because of the strong winds, we never got dinghy down. We did chores while monitoring the destruction being caused in Florida by Hurricane Ian. Hurricane season got off to a late start this year. It seems that Mother Nature is trying to make up for the slow start with giant storms. Here is the sunset.

On Thursday, we pulled up anchor at 1130 and set a course for Santa Rosalia. The seas were calm for the entire twenty-hour passage; we didn’t even run the active-fin stabilizers most of the time. It was cloudy during the day. We passed a few areas where it looked like it may have been raining onshore, but we didn’t get any rain.

We saw some dolphins.

We had a couple more bird stowaways on top of our paravane poles. It looks like they were two different species. I caught the one one the left flying away. Can anyone identify them?

It was another sunset with dramatic colors

After dark, the clouds cleared. The crescent sun set not long after the sun did, and the stars were luminous.

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