around the cape...Gracias a Dios!

after our lovely stay in Prov it was onward - northward that is - to the Bay Islands. We spent almost exactly 5 days getting here (here being Isla Guanaja). It was a long, wet, rolly, green-gilled slog of a trip. I had written up a colorful little account of the trip, describing every bone-chilling wave in detail, but after we found out how Starlet had fared, we can hardly complain. Suffice to say it was a challenging but successful trip on tiny and tender boat, a salty combination of a ride on a Tilt-a-Whirl, an Outward Bound experience, and going through astronaut training. There were some fun and funny parts, like when a brown booby - who we dubbed Dodohead - attempted a landing on a solar panels and came crashing down into the cockpit on my watch. Scared the crap outta me! He rejected our welcome gift of kippered herring, choosing instead to gum on the lines tying down the outboard. After a rolly half hour of glaring at us and pecking at everything on our stern, he merrily ejected guano in a perfect ring on our stern laz and took off for friendlier pastures.....




Allen says he likes how the booby and I are wearing the same expression in this shot......