When we left La Ceiba we had light winds and 1 foot seas for our 19 mile motor/sail to Cochinos. Karen was at the helm for the first part and she did get the forecast, then Cheryl took the helm and the wind picked up as well as the seas and of course the wind was hard on the nose (not the forecast…of course). So for the last 2 hours Cheryl did a combination of sailing in the wrong direction and finally motored in the right direction. Cheryl said “it would have been a great sail if we where heading to Roatan not Cochinos”. But we made it and of course we had to laugh because when we left to go to La Ceiba the wind was on our nose and when we came back it was on our nose….how does that happen?????
Interlude inherited a remora a shark sucker, we named Felix ll. But Felix was looking for a better home, when Karen went for a swim Felix ll decided to try Karen’s leg as a new place of residency. Not a good thing, with the appropriate amount of screaming and new found speed Karen climbed into Trouble, our dinghy. Neither Cheryl nor Karen went for a swim until French Harbour. Yup we are chickens. Thank goodness for the deck shower!
We spent a great 2 weeks in Cochinos with our new friends Greg and Judy who own a house there, enjoying great dinners together and playing with the fishies. Greg and Judy left to go home to the states and we were running out of food so off we went back to French Harbour, Roatan. Guess what, the wind was on the nose again. O’ well at least the winds and sea were calm this time.
We arrived back in French Harbour at 11:30 a.m. N’ Joy Boat 3 came over to say ‘hello’ as we had not seen them since Bonaire. They told us of a pot luck barbeque that afternoon for yachties, so we hurried into the food store with them. Once back on the boat we just had enough time to make the dish to share and put our stuff together when N’ Joy Boat 3 picked us up for the barbeque. French Harbour had a whole new group of yachties to meet and it was great to hear all their stories of their travels.
French Harbour, Fantasy Island Marina has a new dock master who has been organizing Pot lucks, Pizza nights and even a Sushi night thrown in for a change for the yachties.
We met up again with Jami a guy who owns a Live aboard dive boat and we did some diving with him and got to have a look around his boat and see what it would be like to be on a live aboard dive boat. It definitely is a lot bigger then Interlude.
We moved down island, okay it is really east ….to a bay called Port Royal where the Spanish and Pirates used to hang out. They even named a beer after the bay…it is not bad beer even Karen liked it..Surprise. N’Joy Boat 3, Wendy and Ken followed us to Port Royal to join in on Karen’s birthday celebration or is it an anniversary…we are not sure what you call it when you get THAT old! Along with Ken and Wendy the couple who run the small fishing/dive/nature resort (Mango Creek) joined us in the celebration complete with sparklers and cake. We even got to play and feed two 2 month old parrots and their dog Sailor…you guessed it the couple who run the resort are ex-yachties.
With N’Joy Boat we took their dingy with there 15 hp engine and went on a tour through a mangrove river to the north side of Roatan, we felt like we were the first explorers beating a path through the wilds of Roatan, except for the ‘private property, keep off signs’. We had hoped to see some crocodiles but the only crocs we saw were the ones on our feet.
We are starting to grow gills as we have been spending time snorkeling with Patrice from Mango Creek exploring the reefs around Port Royal, no sunken treasure yet.
Once again we are all alone in the anchorage ready to head off to Guanaja another Bay Island to the East and off course the wind will be on our nose. We hear the no-see’ms on the main island can carry you away, that is why everyone lives on the cays so if you see us fly by you, you know it is true.
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