Category: 2009 April Blog

  • Costa Rica – Part 1…..

    Dear F&F,

    April 2-3, 2009

    April 2
    One other sailboat was anchored in Bahia Santa Elena when we arrived. It is
    a well protected bay in the very north of the country. The north is drier
    than the south and this is the end of the dry season. Except for the morning
    sounds of tropical birds, we could just as well been at Catalina Island in
    So Cal.

    We rested from our overnight run, too hot to do anything. The water was very
    green. We heard from the other boaters who went around the point to snorkel,
    that it was not clear outside the bay either. There were a few panga
    fishermen. We did not see the Costa Rican Coast Guard. Hope to get a good
    night’s rest then move on to where we can officially check into the country.

    April 3
    CHECKING IN

    We upped the anchor at sunrise & motored 5 hours to El Coco. En route, we
    passed Santa Rosa National Park. This is where Colonel Oliver North trained
    the “Contras” to fight against the “Sandinistas” in the 1980’s. As sort of
    a macabre statement, a local surf site is named “Ollies’ Rock”. It’s only 5
    miles from Santa Elena/Santa Rosa to the Nicaraguan border.

    El Coco is an open roadsted type anchorage. The guide books say that theft
    is a major concern all over Costa Rica, so we locked all hatches & doors.
    Beach House becomes a sauna when all closed up in the heat & humidity. We
    gathered the usual documents: passports, exit papers from the last country
    (Nicaragua), boat documentation, insurance, etc. We dinghied to shore – wet
    landing – which is where I jump out with my water sandals (hoping it’s not
    deeper than my legs). I hold the dinghy straight while Scott pulls up the
    engine so it won’t drag in the sand. He gets his workout pulling the dinghy
    up onto dry sand. We took our longest cable & padlocked the dinghy to a
    tree.

    El Coco is a rustic beach town. We quickly found the Port Captain’s office,
    1 block inland. Round 1 accomplished there in half an hour. He directed us
    to Immigration. We had to go quickly another 4 blocks to immigration before
    they left for lunch. Since another boat told us that this office made them
    wait 1 1/2 hours for no apparent reason, we were prepared to be super
    friendly & charming. We got lucky that the agent lit up when we asked if she
    & her helper would like something cold to drink. Si, Coca Cola! Scott went
    across the street, returned with “dos colas” & we were checked in, in only
    20 minutes. Fantastico.

    Next was a 30 minute cab ride to Liberia airport (small local airport).
    Driver Louis had worked in Los Angeles was quite fluent in English so we
    asked him a lot of questions about the area. The north, where we are is
    pretty dry & grows cantaloupes. We kept trying to find out what tourists do
    here, but it sounded like going to the beach was the main thing. The Customs
    office was just a little window at the airport. We were done there in about
    15 minutes. Cab ride back to the Port Captain for final round of paperwork.
    Voila, done! (Is there a Spanish equivalent of voila?)

    Hot & sweaty, but we saved $450 going on this triple office tour ourselves
    rather than hiring the very expensive private agent that would have done the
    leg work for us. We are using the agent to get a permit for Cocos Island
    ($200). It is too important for us that check-in there is quick & easy since
    we only get to stay 12 days & have a week of diving scheduled. In Guatemala
    an agent to do the runaround was only $50, so it was worth it. In El
    Salvador & Nicaragua the agents came right to our boat, easy as pie. Each
    country has its own routine.

    The taxi driver recommended a lunch spot, I enjoyed fish with rice & Scott
    had the chicken. Both came with plantains & fruit also; very nice. But now I
    have a bit of intestinal disfortitude… We\’ve been so lucky eating &
    drinking whatever we want.

    Playa (means beach) Coco was looking kind of rolly when we returned to the
    big boat so we motored 4 miles around the bend to this anchorage called
    Playa Panama. No we are not near Panama. Turns out we are lying sideways to
    the swell so it is just as rolly here as the other place. It has been
    raining off & on, which is a bummer when it is so hot because we cannot open
    any windows. We pretty much have a catamaran shaped sauna. Scott turned on
    the generator for a couple of hours so we could cool off a bit & reduce the
    interior humidity. We put the side awning up so hopefully we can keep the
    bedroom hatches open without getting soaked overnight. It depends on which
    way the wind blows. Boaters we met elsewhere are here & have family
    visiting at the hotel on the beach so they have use of the hotel pool & are
    enjoying that.

    We need to get further south & plan to leave at day break tomorrow. It will
    take us 2 days travel to get near Manuel Antonio State Park which is
    supposed to be one of the most accessible parks from the coast. We have a
    reservation at Los Suenos Marina for the week Megan, my niece from NY, is
    visiting. It is always best to be at a dock with non-boating guests. It
    costs a freakin’ fortune, but there is no competition and no safe anchorages
    to leave the boat unattended while we do day tours.

    I can\’t say that I love Costa Rica yet, but I hope to soon. We saw many
    dolphins today on our 5 hour motor ride. I am always excited when they swim
    between our hulls for a while. Makes it all worthwhile.

    Scott & Cindy

  • Nicaragua to Costa Rica…..

    Dear F&F,
    March 31 – April 1, 2009

    Yesterday we mostly munched paperwork with our scanner: receipts, warranties, instruction manuals, statements. We try to scan as much as possible & take important stuff back to our Los Angeles storage unit for filing, tossing the rest. Having WiFi onboard is a rare convenience. Scott had practically \”live chat\” emails with an agent in Costa Rica and the Galapagos. He got a mechanic referral for the bolt problem and confirmed our dates with the marine electrician.

    We indulged in a sunset swim. The pool was a good size for soaking & short laps. The water temperature was the same as the air, about 85 degrees so not what you would call refreshing, but always lovely to move the body in water. Our evening entertainment was the movie \”Juno\”. We got a good laugh discovering that is how the singing duo \”Moldy Peaches\” came to be. Played often on Sirius Coffee House station, they sing poorly a silly, yet catchy tune that is annoying yet hilarious at the same time. Sadly, we sailed out of range of the satellite radio in El Salvador.

    April 1
    The Tres Amigos showed up as requested at 7:00 am: Migracion, Aduana (Customs), Capitania de Puerto. Two of us cruising boats are checking out of the country today, but Scott waved them over to us first. I was eager to get them in & out so I could then have my tea & breakfast in peace. The Immigration Agent & Port Captain were the same two that checked us in 2 days ago, but the Customs agent was a different guy. He was good natured & set his cell phone on the table with Bob Marley tunes playing while they filled out their forms, signed & stamped. Scott manned the copy machine. I scrambled for exact change for each of the fees. Note to self: carry more small bills at all times. The Port Captain got a bonus $15. We never got any Cordobas (Nicaraguan currency), but they happily took dollars.

    Our bill at the marina was more than we expected, a steep charge for electricity. Oh well, being able to use the air conditioning was worth it. We saw nothing of Nicaragua except Marina Puesta del Sol. One of the nicer marinas, very tranquil with beautiful grounds. A helpful dock worker tossed me our lines as Scott pulled away from the dock. Upon arrival, we had backed into our double wide slip which makes for an easy exit. The wide channel out of the lagoon is well marked with buoys and is plenty deep all the way out.

    I earned April Fool status by not putting on a scopalamine patch last night. When will I ever learn?! I feel so perfectly fine when I do wear it that somehow I forget how awful I will feel without it. I\’ve developed a skin sensitivity to the patch, but a few days of an itchy scabby spot behind the ear is well worth prevention of seasickness. Our course on the ocean put us almost directly into the 3-5 foot swells with a southerly breeze. I had taken a Bonine before leaving the dock, but it wasn\’t enough. I decided to give the Sturgeron a try. (Sandy, you were right, it is a miracle!) I felt nearly perfect in about 30 minutes. Due to my initially deteriorated state, Scott took the first watch, which set us up to be opposite our usual routine all day & night. Fine with me, I only have to do one night shift this way.

    The wind increased strength & the direction backed around enough for us to sail from 1:00-6:00 pm. It is such a wonderful feeling to turn off the engines & watch the sails harness nature\’s power. The land breeze overcame the sea breeze after dark so we tucked the sails away & returned to motoring. We look forward to the offshore passage in June, getting into the trade winds, sailing day and night for a couple of weeks. For now, we are still closely watching the port oil pressure, hoping the remnant of the broken bolt will keep its place until we can get it replaced. I cooked Scott a hamburger while I ate assorted leftovers for dinner. Another dose of Sturgeron for insurance before I went down for my 7:00 pm -10:00 pm nap.

    A one-third moon is keeping me company. The unmistakable Southern Cross is visible just under the bimini. A string of fishing panga lights inshore keeps me out further, over 7 miles from land. We are not in a rush, since we are timing our arrival with sunrise, so it does not matter if we take a wide course. I see the occasional path of dolphins swimming along side, stirring up a wake of bio-luminescense. I can hear them exhale, but I cannot see the body of the animals in the dark, even with a flashlight.

    Our morning destination is Bahia Santa Elena, our first stop in Costa Rica. We are hoping to enjoy a day and night of rest in what the guide book describes as a pristine, well protected anchorage. There are no facilities at this National Park and we will not be officially checked into the country. We hope the Navy is not patrolling or simply ignores us. We\’ve heard many boaters stop here without a problem, and we will certainly fly the country flag. Checking in to Costa Rica is not as easy as the the other Central American countries. We will brave that challenge at our next port (El Coco) in a couple of days.

    Signing off at near midnight. Two more hours on my watch, all is well.

    Scott & Cindy