Tenacatita and back again AKA (what were you thinking)

Well it been almost a week since our family left and still a emptyness remains, eight kids a mother inlaw and sister inlaw leave a very big inprint, we are adjusting with some down time. Though we did hook up with Jamie (Fat) and Angie, my first cousins daughter, did I mention how many people you meet here from home. Like walking down the street Victoria (kids and all) spot a dear friend Mark from Passcreek in Malaque, we had them all down at the Casa including Walter and Donna from back home.It is a comfort to visit with everyone from home, catch up on news, and share a cervaza or two. We all went out for the "last supper" the night before Leeza, Victoria and the kids left. Next day, with Jamie and Angie, we caught the Olympic mens hockey game at a Mexican resturant, with a wide screen TV, but had to wait till the American group watching curling were done, they left shortly after,Jamie overheard one say "Bunch of Canadians wanting to watch hockey", like curling was exiting, I think they curled. Tuesday was a sort of Matigra???, a parade in town, along with a travelling amusement park in the evening, Noah and Nikita went on the bumper cars, (the other rides, mostly kiddy ones looked sary, loose bolts, some home made stuff,rubber tire mounted to a motor, one run by an eleven year old). Next day we all agreed to sail up to Tenicateta,and that we did, Mark, Jamie & Angie along with the standard crewas tour guides, first had to pick up laundry, milk ect. could not find Walter & Donna (must have been at the market). It was a lovely sail, wind peaking at 18kts, we saw a couple of dolfins, but also a big whale in the bay. Upon anchoring Kim made dinner for all, all was great but the time flew and then we had to get them to the Hotel to catch a cab back to barra, Mark was leaving in the morning.Nikita our best dingy driver was to land the dingy in the surf, Kim came along to arrange the taxi. They did not follow the warning to land the beach over here, and walk to the hotel. I watched in binoculars as they went down the beach to where the surf is stronger, half mile, Nikita knows surf, reads surf, lands in surf. He times the waves, he has a nack of riding in on the back of a wave, he throtled up,and there they were, riding the big wave. In atisipation of a exciting landing everyone moved foreward for the bail out, some with legs out by one account, the talk would have covered this,only problem it was too soon the weight broke the wave, now instead of riding the top of it, they are biginning to surf the front of it,Nikita throws the engine in reverse,too late it is now out off the water at the crest of the wave. Doom lirking, the bow strikes the trough, bottom of the wave, filling the bow with water, the standard sequence is ussually like this, the wave lifts the back until the dingy is vertical, bow in the sand then slams the still running engine over the heads of the people now pinned under the dingy, as the poeple gather there barring the next wave finishes them off. Dont laugh its happened to our friends, Nikita and his fiends had a near miss pre Cabo come to think of it someone there on the same day got pitched, head over tea kettle. Well needless to say they were spared, everyone got wet, some scared but no one got hurt, and Nikita is still annalizing why they survived, maybe the weight of that 25 horse motor we bought. The taxi ride back to Barra must have been comforting, though a little wet on the abholstry. Kim and Nikita had thier own challanges to make it out of the surf, Nikita recalls being airborne about 4 ft, I think that is what accounts for Kims' skinned knee, the landing that is. All in the life of a sailor.
We hooked up with friends Mishack and Qual Chan and also had a nice superise , BlackDragon pulled into the anchorage, it was time for catching up and telling storys, that is what sailors do best.
Yesterday we moved Gypsywind down to Melaque, antisipating strong winds,Sunday, Monday, Tues., we may have to anchor in the Lagoon in Barra.. The girls made the most amaizing cinnomin bunns,the night was beautiful, the anchorage peaceful, all is well.
Gypsywind on the side