1-8-13 – Punta de Mita, Banderas
Bay, MX
We officially broke the first
rule of cruising this week. There really
aren’t that many rules to this game. There
are some pesky ones about lights at night.
(Why not run a masthead tricolor with your running lights? Heck turn on the steaming light while you’re
at it. The more lights the better right?)
But besides these there really aren’t many rules. People even seem to give you a break for poor
radio etiquette. Just don’t spend too much time chatting it up
on 22, the cruisers hailing channel, or some self-appointed radio police do
good cruiser will tell you to change because he is worried that someone else
may have to wait five minutes to find out what time bocce ball starts today. Nope, it’s really pretty simple. You go where and when the weather lets
you. And this is the basis of the first
rule of cruising.
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Shrimp boat following us |
Never commit to being in a
specific place at a specific time. You
can commit to a location and when the weather lets you, you’ll get there. You can commit to a time and where the
weather lets you go is where you’ll be.
But to commit to a time and a place, inevitably leads one to move when
the weather isn’t good. Or at least it
leads you to second guess yourself and the motivation behind your
decisions. “Are we leaving today because
we want to and the weather is great? Or are we leaving because we know we need
to be somewhere soon and don’t want to miss this weather window?” The weather is one of the few things you
simply can’t control. They can half
correctly, sometimes predict the weather three days in the future, but beyond that
It’s just a guess. Being a small
sailboat we are a highly weather dependent operation. The wind need to be enough to move us but not
too much to hinder us. Waves generated
somewhere in Japan can slow us to a crawl, (literally a slow as you could
crawl, no exaggeration) so we need to know about them. Top that off with the fact that sailboats can’t
go into the wind; the direction of the wind is important as well. Sometimes it seems like a miracle that we get
to move ever as all those factors line up to make it a travel day. Add the factor that we are now heading North
and the prevailing direction for most of these factors is against us and those
weather windows seem to get smaller and longer in between.
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Elizabeth sailing on a beautiful day |
If someone asked you if you could
go 145 miles in 17 days, I’m guessing you’d say yes. That’s only 8.5 miles a day. We figured it would be no problem either, and
it actually turned out not to be. But
the thought that we needed to be in a place at a time dominated our thinking as
we analyzed the weather for days at a time.
Wondering if it was a good time to head North or if we were moving because
we had to get there. Would we have
waited if we didn't have commitments? What
if we don’t go now, how long will it be until the weather is good again? When we found ourselves “stuck” in Tenicatita
for seven unplanned days and a weather system heading our way; our plan to
slowly hop up the coast and enjoy every little anchorage went out the
window. Now we were making a break for
it and hoping we weren't making a foolish decision.
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The tea cup on the coast |
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Sometimes you can't trust that chartplotter |
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Early morning departure |
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One of the many whales we saw |
Needless to say we had a fine
trip North and our decisions proved to be good ones. Yesterday we were greeted back to Banderas
Bay by whales everywhere and we narrowly missed running over a couple of turtles
out in the middle of the ocean. They don’t
seem to look around very much to see us coming, but pop their heads up and
glance at us as we slide past, sort of annoyed that we woke them up. While it seems easy to scoff at the first
rule of cruising, it has been repeated to us so many times I can’t count, and
for the first time we actually understood it’s meaning and how important it is.
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Cool clouds |
Hey Brian,
ReplyDeleteHave you found that you use your radar much? I guess if the charts in the plotter are off it might come in handy.
Re the clouds. I learned a sailor's saying enroute to Hawaii, "Mackerel skies and mare's tails make tall ships carry low sails." You had 50 percent of the legend.
Carry on,
Jeff