Good morning – it’s 7AM local time, the sun is climbing up into the sky and it’s going to be a super day out here on the water. The ocean has a low rolling swell coming in from starboard and the wind is pretty darn light – perhaps 3 to 4 knots from the NE. Beetle and I are tooling along at 1850 rpm, the goal being to arrive at the Cruiseport marina before it’s particularly dark.
The charts I have are from 2007 and are old enough that the marina doesn’t even appear on them. I knew this and went over to the Navionics web site and looked at their current charts for the area, and was able to screen-shot their bit of chart that shows the marina located inside the big breakwater that protects Ensenada. The marina is therefore fairly new, has concrete docks, and is super-well protected by the surrounding giant cruise ship docks/wharf/terminals. I have been in the marina before when Kristen and I took the dinghy and went exploring in the port of Ensenada – the Cruiseport facility rivals any USA marina.
The plan is to be at the marina tonight, I have a slip reserved through Michelle at Cruisport, and she sent me a map of the marina layout so I know where I’m going – always a nice thing to have in advance. The total distance run is 66 miles today, significantly shorter than the 108 mile run from Marina del Rey to San Diego. Tomorrorw I should be able to check in to Mexico by walking up to the small office that contains the bank, immigration, customs, port captain, and conapesca fishing people all in one little space – no running across town to visit all the different offices as the Mexicans have kindly coalesced them into one convenient place.
The folks on the docks at the San Diego Harbor police are an interesting lot; there are definitely two classes of boaters there – the cruisers that are passing through have the bigger well-cared-for boats, and the local anchor-out liveaboards are also there periodically (for water, showers, boat fixes) and these are the boats covered in blue tarps to keep the rain out, and lots of stuff stacked on deck that makes the boats difficult to sail. A lot of time is spent by the latter group clustered around each other’s transoms as they work on resurrecting balky outboard motors. An enormous amount of energy is expended on tinkering on old outboards in the hope that the device will suddenly start working again. I wonder what it is about outboard motors that makes them so finicky? I know I have spent enough time arguing with mine that I’m always happy when it starts.
So we’re off into the clear morning, temperature is forecast to be up around 70 here and 79 in Ensenada, and Coastal Explorer (the nav software) thinks I might be at Cruiseport shortly before 5pm.
Not too much to do today on board, simply hang out in the sun and watch as we head down the coast. Yesterday I made the last set of telephone calls to manage international stuff, namely to let the credit card folks know to expect charges coming in from Mexico, obtain direct-dial phone numbers for them (800 numbers into the USA don’t work from Mexico and are thoroughly unhelpful), and I’m all set there.
Enjoy the day!