Tales of the Itinerant Sailor
Political Peril and the Itinerant Sailor
The Cruiser Friendly Officials
But, alas, it is time to move on. At 0900 hours June 21 I am underway to Cayo Largo, a very popular resort area for Canadians and Europeans. The auto pilot gave me fits at first, but I did this and that and it engaged. I elected to sail the southern route, right out into the Caribbean and the trade winds, as I was a little unsure if the route inside the reef would have the proper channel markers. The last time I sailed the inside passage, many of the channel markers were missing and it made for a very scary cruise for me. So, I choose the devil I know. Again, an overnighter. But, the night-time sky is aglow with flashes of lightening. Electrical storms will be the norm for every night I am at sea for the rest of this trek. Beautiful, but threatening when the storms get too close.
Again, this marina is well protected by reefs. In the dark, I elect to stay outside the reef until I reach Cayo Largo. I pass two foreign vessels anchored out as I approach the marina: From Canada and Ireland. On this entire 800 mile trek across the bottom of Cuba, I do not see another American Vessel.
In addition to
the usual array of authorities, I am greeted by Pire, the English speaking PR
person on duty. I first met him in
1998 when I arrived here, unbeknownst to be, on my birthday.
He noticed this from my passport and arranged a birthday party for me,
hosted by three couples from Holland.
It was a nice gesture. Before
departing two days later, he makes sure that I see Ogiliva, who works in
finance. They made a cute couple 10
years ago; now they are divorced. He
wants to take a photo of us together.
This is one of the better maintained marinas along the southern coast of Cuba. But still it was no surprise when on the first night I had to cut my shower short because I am eaten alive by mosquitoes; on the second night I had to share my shower with a crab. Were there toilet seats and toilet paper, you ask? I donít remember. Probably not. These personal luxuries are hard to find throughout the Caribbean.
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Cruising 2009: Political Peril and the Itinerant Sailor
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