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| April-May 2004 |
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We left Marina Chahue on Thursday,
April 29, 2004. We picked our weather window, which called for
about 5 days of settled weather, and off we went in a huge caravan of
boats. The fast boats pulled ahead quickly. Some ran into
trouble as they caught up with not-quite-finished Tehuantepec winds. Others
had gear failures and had to ask for help. We stayed pretty close to our friends Sera
(dark hull) and In The Mood (white hull) |
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It turned out that In
The Mood misjudged the amount of fuel it had, and was in danger of
running out of diesel in the middle of the Tehuantepec. As you
can see, here we are in the middle of perhaps the most dangerous piece
of water short of Cape Horn, and it is flat calm, blue skies, barely a
breath of wind. It's a lucky thing, because Ken from In The
Mood is in his dinghy, rowing to Sera to pick up diesel in
five-gallon jugs. |
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motoring directly up to Soul Catcher's stern to drop off empty jerry jugs
so that we can fill them for In
The Mood. Linda is at Sera's bow, tossing empty jerry
cans into our dinghy, while Vic is at the helm, driving Sera
into our behind, to put it delicately.
You understand, we are in the middle
of the Tehuantepec, the piece of water we have been obsessing about
for weeks, maybe months, the place where hurricanes are born. |
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Here is Ken, from In The
Mood, rowing his dinghy to Soul Catcher to pick up jerry cans of
diesel. |
| Here we are on Soul
Catcher, Betsey at the helm, the Boys helping to pick up and drop off
fuel cans. Everyone is having a great time. We threatened
to raft up and eat lunch. It was so funny to be
goofing after
we had worried so long about this very dangerous Gulf of Tehuantepec,
where hurricanes are born. |
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And once we were safely
across, George raised the El Salvadoran flag Betsey made. The
flag is pretty nice, but the skipper is a real beauty. |
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