Febuary 17, 1998-Tenacatita Again

It's been a year, nearly, since we've been in Tenacatita.





Today we dropped the hook here again, probably for the last time. It's gorgeous here. The light today is crystal clear. On the beach at the hotel you can see the dayglow orange of the women's swimsuits and the white t-shirts of their men even when they are so far off you can't even clearly delineate their bodies with binoculars. The long Pacific swells roll in to Tenacatita and when they hit the shore you can hear them for half a mile. The spray goes up into the air and blows inland like a grey cloud. Then, after a delay, the sound. Thrrr-ump!

Tenacatita, again.

We set the hook, folded the sails, and opened a bottle of rum. I put on some Beatles and sat on deck with the long eyes and looked around the harbor. Nineteen boats including us. They all looked sharp in the clear air and bright sunlight following the cold front which came through yesterday and they all rose and fell in the swells, like some kind of quiet ballet. Nineteen fellow cruisers, all enjoying Tenacatita, and it's unbelievable beauty... and I realized again that life is good.

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