Sailing obstacles

The next day I made my way west taking full advantage of the smooth seas I had so eagerly sought this far north.

What I had not taken into account in my planning, was having to dodge the hundreds, if not thousands, of fisherman’s lobster pots (at least I think that’s what they were), littering the area. It would appear that only day passages are possible, as at night, you would be almost guaranteed to become thoroughly entangled on a regular basis. Perhaps there is scope for inventing a new sport here: What do you think of ‘Giant Yacht Slalom’?

Isla Canela Marina

While mooring at my designated finger pontoon in Isla Canela marina, I jumped clumsily to tie off and the jarring motion sent my best sunglasses falling to the murky depths beneath Eileen. I spent the next hour free diving to try and recover them, but to no avail. Visibility in the water was so poor I literally could not see more than 20cm in front of me and at 4 meters I couldn’t hold my breath long enough to search effectively .

As the sun set, I gave up in disgust and went to mope over their loss at Sugar Reef, (a bar boasting Wi-Fi). Several beers (I mean hours) later, I wasn’t feeling too bad about my latest trivial misfortune. 😉