Hauled out in Ensenada

For nearly two weeks, we were living on the boat in Ensenada, part of it in the water, tied up at the dock; part of it on board while the boat was on the hard. Part of it in San Diego (yes!) where Philip, Liz, and Miles hosted us again, we did some last minute shopping, and then took a bus back to Ensenada.

We have a new bottom paint job, a buffed and shiny hull, a new propeller cutless bearing, a new through-hull fitting in the forward head, and a new engine exhaust hose to replace the one that leaked coming down from San Diego (That was exciting! Nothing like going down to check the engine and finding seawater spraying out of an old hose! Marv was up to the repair task, however, as we shut down the motor, cracked off into the wind to sail [slowly] and let the engine cool enough so he could crawl over it. He securely taped the leak with "Rescue Tape" and we were able to continue on).

Ensenada was a windy, dusty city, with an excellent new art museum, some good restaurants off the beaten track, and friendly, helpful people. But it was good to move on.