Sunday, May 17, 2015

Gauanaja Bay Islands, Honduras

 May 5 - May 11 Bay Islands, Guanaja, Honduras

The overnight trip was pleasant with the very light wind, so we had to start engines in order to make it to Guanaja before the sunset. The last 4 hours the wind picked up - up to 27 m/h, very unexpected, we barely had time to reef the jib and the main sails. This time seems that charts were more in sync with the reality and we made it fine to Guanaja island. The anchorage near this town is not very pleasant since you find yourself parked in the middle of the water traffic. We stayed on this uncomfortable anchorage for two night because we had some little trouble to check-in (we lost our original renewed boat registration), and we waited for the "fruit" boat from mainland (from La Ceiba) to show up on Thursday to fill up our provision.The quality of the produce was much better than in Kuna Land!
The people on the island speak both English and Spanish, and unfortunately, are not so much nice as Colombians in Providence. Everybody tries to get money from us, gringos, and we ended up paying to many people just for asking and help to take us to the restaurants or stores. Definitely, we did not like that. One local guy, named Red, shows up at the boats and falsely pretends to be an official from the immigration, then takes cruisers to the offices and copier tienda, requesting payment at least 3 time more than it should be. We paid for the customs and immigration $26 when it should be just $2.50! Paid for documents copies $1 per piece when next day at the other store we paid just one Lempira (2 cents)!





The town in Manaki (The Cay, as locals call it) seems very overpopulated, there are no cars or motobikes around, because the streets are very narrow, barely fitting couple people, houses don't have any space between each other, but streets are clean and you don't see much trash around. In the middle of the day it's practically impossible to walk in this town - very very hot!
Most of the time we spent anchoring near Manati restaurant, further away from the busy town. The restaurant Manati is the place to meet expatriats and cruisers. The food is very delicious - the native shwabish german Annete with her husband Claus are serving freshly homemade shpetzle, shnitzels, sourcrout, homebacked bread, fish, and, of course, the best german potato salad. The drinks are not cheap, but you got a good size of the draft german bier. We spent at this place almost every night, zerh gemutlich! We met there a lot of US couples who moved to Guanaja and some started their businesses. We met there a couple from Austin, TX who opened "G&G restaurant and resort".
The other restaurant we loved was "Mi Casa Too". It's a bit of a hike up to the hill to get to this place, but the view, very delicious local food and cheap drinks are worth it!
One of the days we dinghy through the cut in the island to the west side, much calmer with beautiful white sandy beaches and hikes to the waterfalls and in jungle. We saw the best corral reefs so far - very alive, with a lot of different fish and different types of corrals. There are not so many human beings around here on this side, so, not so many objects to ruin the reefs.
We really loved this place, the live here is relatively cheap and you still can buy land for $20K with the beautiful view and close to the shore.

Friday, May 8, 2015

San Blas

March 21 - April 18 - San Blas Islands, Panama

It's have been three months since we sailed, so preparations for the departure from our new "home" Santa Marta, Colombia took us some time. The weather forecast was very positive for next couple days and our pantry and refrigerator were full of the provision (probably more than we actually can consume in one month). On Saturday morning our friends from Alero and Landfall helped us out to cast off under farewell sounds of the horn, and here we are, sailing again and hoping for the nice weather all the way to Panama. First night was a bit rough, with higher seas that we expected, but on the third day wind died completely and we had to turn the engine for 5 hour in order to make it before sunset to the first island in San Blas, Isla Pinos. At this point we were pretty much off the grid - our chart plotter showed that we anchored on the land in the middle of the island and the cruising guide points were a bit off. This island was beautiful! Right from the post card pictures - a bit hilly, the perfect sandy beach, huge old coconut palms on the shore, amazing aquamarine hues of the warm Atlantic water. We got our first visitors the next day in the morning, paid $10 for anchorage and $5 for the tuna fish. Generally, most male kuna indians speak Spanish and couple know English. We met David, who spoke perfect English and who showed us most of the village and asked us to drive on the dinghy to the bigger island to cash the check he had. The trip to and back from Mulatupu island was a bit rough, in one of the tiendas where David cashed his check we bought a new little bucket for the boat, we were looking for this size forever! We figured out that on arrival to the new island we would need to visit a "congress" - the big round community hut made of bamboo and palm's roof with a lot of hummock where the chiefs of the tribe are hanging out. The chief position of the kuna's tribe is voluntary, and their responsibilities include marring and divorcing people, births/deaths registrations, promotion and support of social and cultural developments of the given island tribe. In Isla Pinos we bought our first "mola" - traditional kuna art of fabric application of different colors and different designs of birds, fish, animals and just abstract patterns. Some of the molas are very elaborated and take around 6 months from start to finish. The kuna women wear these applications as part of their outfit in the place of a corset.



Kunas are very friendly, curious and like to laugh. They like to know your name, marriage status, children, relatives and age. It's very easy to make them laugh too, that was Kevin's job. We perused Isla Pinos  in all directions.
We met a lot of villagers, saw their very simple live style in the round bamboo huts with the roofs made from the palm leafs. Most don't have any furniture in their huts and sleep in the hummock, but some have even TVs (not sure there are channels available) and all have the restroom outside situated over the water - so to say, self cleaning no suege required toilet. And yes, you don't want to swim in the sea near the villages.




All islands in San Blas seems to host different kuna tribes, and you definitely can see that difference in the mola designs: some have just geometric pattern and others are very elaborated with animal and birds applications.
On our way to PorVenir we visited other multiple islands which look pretty much the same: round bambu and palm leafs huts, the monument to the island's prominent person near the "congress" hut, a school, couple tiendas with caned milk, flour and detergent. We visited Ustupu - overpopulated bigger island with 2 panamanian armed coast guards playing on their phones, Aligandi - the island hosting the real hospital in the concrete building with four big wind turbines, there we made some ladies friends while buying their molas and who allowed us to take pictures! Then we made it to San Ignacio de Tupile where we finally met other two cruising boats from Holland. We spent very nice day hiking on the mainland jungle and visited kunas cemetery. This is a tradition for kunas women to spent Sunday in cemetery to attend to the tombs of their relatives - burning the coals on the tomb, cleaning around, get a meal with them, etc. Ladies gracefully showed us their passed away relatives and told stories about them. In the jungle we saw a kuna doctor - he was picking up some medicinal herbs and plants for different diseases. We saw parrots, wildly growing pineapple, cashes, cacao, coffee and different types of bananas. And, of course, anywhere we went and talked with women, Kevin made them laugh and even allowed to take picture of them!
    In the next couple days we visited other kunas islands: Aredup Isla - which has a bridge to the next island with a Hospital there and all village women were cleaning dirt roads near hospital with self made brums, then next day was Devils Cays - uninhabited little island with a lot of rolling waves, could not wait to leave it; then Tigre Isla - women are still wearing traditional molas and it seems that the whole island is a big craft shop with molas and other traditional stuff, and, of course, we bought more molas and traditional skirts (not sure I will wear them). We got some corral reef snorkling, but did not see much fish, must be out-fished already by locals.
   We met two other boats from Holland (Rafiki and Cornellius), and travelling together with them was much more fun. In Nargana we tried to get some provision,but did not have much luck. However, we managed to get there some rum and wine. The veggies are brought to this island via boats from Colombia, maybe once a week, but everything is already almost rotten and impossible to use as a food. I bought some flour from the bulk and the next day discovered a lot of bugs there, and had to throw away all of it.
   We had a great trip up the Rio Diablo and then long hike (3 hours one way) up to the little waterfall where kunas put water pipes to supply Nargana with water. It was a great idea, but now all water system is broken and kunas have to come in the river to get their drinking water, as they did for many centuries. During the hike in the jungle we have not seen any caimans or monkeys or wild pigs, but saw plenty of little poisonous frogs (black with neon green spots), huge butterflies and huge and ugly spiders.








  After we had enough time spent in "civilized" Nargana, where all the cruisers in San Blas come to shop for the rotten food and alcohol, we sailed to the Green Island (Kanlildup) - the true pearl of the San Blas islands. Imagine an uninhabited little island all covered with tall coconut palms, a white sandy beach around the shore and, absolutely clean water where you can see in details a starfish and other creatures. The island is encircled with a huge reef with sharks and amazing corrals. The best part of this island that it's very suitable for the kiteboarding training. We found here a lot of other boats, and Fritz (from Bella Ciao, learned how to kiteboard at 62) gave Kevin very useful instructions on kiteboarding, and now he can easily getup and sail with the kite. We celebrated my birthday on the island with new friends and old too - with the great surprise we met Carlos from s.v. Gaya there, who now is working as a crew on the catamaran going to Australia.

  The Green island was very pretty, but our next destination - Holandas Cays islands - were amazing. Mostly uninhabited islands are lying behind 7-mile long barrier reef. The view on the breaking waves at the reef is breathtaking, the water is very clear and you can see all the shades of blue, but this place is not easy to navigate - 15 boats got destroyed on the reefs this season, and we saw 3 of them near the reef. These boats are very easy pray for kunas, they take everything from the boats, including demolishing cabinets and little electric wires.

  We anchored in Swimming pool near BBQ island, in shallow waters. The BBQ island once used by cruisers for burning their garbage and have BBQ parties on the land, now became an "adventure" tent camp for the European tourists. The island is renamed to Turtle island and the workers there charge $3 per person to get ashore of this beautiful place, or, pay $2.50 for a beer and stay how long you want, as we did. We ended up staying at this enchanted place for about a week already, and still are waiting for a suitable weather to sail to Isla Providence. On the first day of exploration surroundings we swam away from the shark and swam with the dolphins almost near our boat. Next days we tried to catch some edible fish, but just caught nurse shark repeatedly, and then some huge fish bite off a wire rigging on our fishing pool, so we must give up on fishing here. And that's fine, because we start buying fish from kunas, even though it's a reef fish very cheap for couple dollars. But we had some luck, Kevin hunted a huge lobster - that dinner was very good. However, living in the paradise is not all in pink colors: all our food supplies are slowly coming to the end (flour for bread, veggies, milk, fruits, alcohol) since there are no any provision spots around. The only option to get any fresh stuff around is to visit kunas on the nearby islands and get some bananas and green mango from them in exchange of milk and coffee. Sometimes, the "fruit" boat operated by kunas shows up in this area and we got lucky to spot it yesterday night. We bought veggies, fruits, milk, rum, beer, etc. for very cheap. Now we can sit here for another week!


  Just to "spice up" our stay while waiting for the weather window we moved to the nearby anchorage called "hot tub", surrounded by the beautiful reefs alive with lots of fish. But, we did not have any luck to catch any of them either! Since these islands don't have a very convenient civilization invention - trash collection tracks once a week - all cruisers deal with the trash in the primitive way. All the organic trash we dispose right in the water, just watch for the swimmers nearby, and the rest, which is mostly plastic and paper, we simply burn on the nearby islands. That is not very plesant task because burning plastic produces a lot of toxic fumes, and some of the cruisers believe it's cleaner to dispose shredded plastic in the middle of the ocean. Who knows, what is better, but it's definitely a problem. What to do with glass and aluminium cans? Well, disposing them in the middle of the ocean seems is not posing any problem for the environment.



Reef Quita Sueno, Colombia Hobbies Islands, Honduras


April 27 - May 3,  Reef Quita Sueno, Colombia/Hobbies Islands, Honduras

 We left Providencia with the first light in the morning, carefully traversing back our arrival track between reefs. The promised wind never happened during our trip and we had to motorsail just to make it before dark to the reef Quita Sueno. This place is just a huge underwater reef with some protection from the waves, there are no any land or even rocks out of the water. Pretty much we anchored in the middle of the ocean. About 5 miles ahead from our anchorage we could spot at least 3 unfortunate cargo and tanker ships destroyed by the reef. So, keeping them in mind we had to trust only our eyes while picking a spot to anchor. All the boats of our fleet (2 cats and 2 monohulls) made it fine, but nobody felt comfortable in the very unprotected roly place. So, every body really wanted to leave Quita Sueno reef with the first light in the morning. "Walking on the water" decided to sail all the way around the Gorda Bank straight to Bay Islands, Honduras - that was the safest route to avoid any unwanted pirate's visits. The rest of us sailed about 12 miles off the dangerous pirate zone through the Gorda Bank. We were suggested to avoid Mosquito Banks and Areciefe Banco and sail at least 10 miles off these places where the "fishermen sometimes turn pirates" attack the cruisers underway. The overnight sailing was very pleasant, but the next day we had to start our engines to make it to our destination before dark. We all anchored in about 20 feet deep water surrounded by reefs. Have to have to use your eyes again, since there are no accurate charts exists for that area, and Honduras in general.

 The Hobbies Islands are scattered around with some distance between each other and all of them are uninhabited. However, during the lobster season the boat from the mainland brings fishermen to stay on some of the islands. We were not sure how these poor guys could live on the islands for months without any houses, fresh water or food availability... The lobsters these poor fishermen catch are imported to the USA for the restaurant "Red Lobster", I hope they get enough money to support their families the rest of the year.

 We parked near the "Boobies island" - the little rocky island with couple palms, thousands wooden lobster cages and thousands birds - the yellow feet and beak boobies - nesting on the island and fostering their young. That was such a nice surprise for us to discover such a nature gem - this little island!

 All three days we stayed at Hobbies we were exploring reefs around and tried our best to catch some food. The reefs there are in very good shape with a lot of different fish - since there are no any humans around to destroy it. Kevin speared a lobster, a crab and a little fish, not much... but tastes really good if you catch it yourself. Everyday we had dinners at each other boats, played domino and had very fun time in this lovely uninhibited place in the middle of nowhere. But on second night we got some squally weather with a lot of rain and lightning which stroke our friends boat. The lightning hit in the nave station and destroyed some electronics, but the crew were fine. We all tried to help them to repair as many parts as could be, but still their depth meter would not work. On the positive note, we filled up our water tanks completely while it was raining.

 We really loved this beautiful place, especially as we had chance to spend it with friends. That was really like vacation from vacation!

 On the forth day in the early morning we all left. Our boat was the only one with working depth meter, so we were ahead of the fleet, slowly progressing through the unknown territory since the charts for this area are totally wrong.

Isla Providence, Colombia


April 20 - 26, Isla Providence, Colombia

We sailed off  Holandas Cays to Providence island together with Miss Molly2 catamaran. The trip was about 48 hours, and not very pleasant (more than 2 meters swells). On the Monday morning we were greeted by hundreds of the dolphins who accompanied us all the way to the entry channel of Providence. What a beautiful and true Caribbean island is Providence!

The best treasure of this place are the local people - very friendly, laid back and happy. The island is bilingual - everybody speaks both Spanish and English, and the locals are the descendants of the eastern Caribbean slaves and old English religious missioners. As much as I did not like much Colombian food on the mainland, I just loved the food on this little Colombian island - fresh fish, lobsters, conch, octopus, etc. accompanied by fresh plantains and rice cooked in the coconut milk, plus locally made very spicy pickled peppers. Yamm! There were not many restaurants around, and most of them on the beaches. The beaches all around the island - white sand, turquoise water, coconut palms, reggae music, rastafarian man cooking food, "coco loko" drink in the fresh coconut, and there are no any other people around... isn't that a description of the internal paradise? We even found a place for Kevin to practice kiteboarding - on the Manchenella beach the winds were much stronger than on other beaches. Our training was not very successful, because the wind was "not good" (citing Loud), but for sure we were entertainment for all the beach - everybody wanted to help us to bring the kite up in the sky, and one local guy actually turned out to be a kiteboarder. There was a nice fun trip around the island with the rented motobike. Especially we liked the Almond Bay beach - very "rasta" style.




  On the anchorage we met with almost everybody and for a week had a very extensive social life. With the guidance of our new friends we hiked to the one of the vacation houses of Pablo Escobar. Now, his once beautiful house is almost demolished by the locals - the tiles, wood, roof, toilets, faucets, etc. now found the new home in the houses of the locals.

On Saturday we went to the Southwest Beach to see the horse races - one of the main local attractions. Laura and Jim (who is staying here every year for 7 years) organized a track-taxi for 16 people (all us cruisers) to transport us to the beach and back. The races itself took only 30 seconds, but it was very emotional seconds among locals, especially for those who lost. For some reason it's only two horses participating in this race, and each time it provokes a lot of heated conversations before and after races. The jockeys are young boys and are admired by the local girls a lot. The horses are raced right along the beach and spectators have to be very alert and careful not to get run over by horses, since there are no any markings of the racing track or any security around. But we survived this event and actually, it went so fast that we did not have time to take good pictures. Together with all the friends we got a lunch at the local bar-restaurant - this time we tried iguana stew, and that was very tasty.







We really loved this little paradise and would stay longer, if the weather would not speed us up to continue. This time we had the whole fleet to sail together, two catamarans (Miss Molly2 and Walking on Water) and two monohulls ("C'est si bon" and us). Our course to Honduras laid through some questionable areas in relation to security - recently there were some reports on the pirates activity around Honduras and Nicaragua shores and islands near Gorda Bank. So, sailing as a group would be more beneficial while crossing those areas.
On Sunday afternoon we got our Zarpe from Mr.Bush (the only immigration agent on the island) and were ready to continue towards Guatemala.