Thursday, February 7, 2013
21:00, Saturday, 26th of Jan 2013, Domingo’s anchorage, Bahia Honda, Panama What a gorgeous night! The full moon is being reflected on the still waters of this peaceful anchorage. The only sound is a tree frog calling from ashore. The French-Canadian part of me finds that very soothing…..The people living in the houses on the shore must have turned in because all is dark, but, then again, there is no electrical service on this side of the bay. It has been a very eventful few days since we left Golfito. On our last day we had planned an early supper with Gil and Lexie but nature intervened in the form of a torrential downpour just before we were to board the dinghy to meet them. After waiting 45 minutes for it to abate, we changed into our swimsuits and packaged our change of clothes into a plastic bag and, after bailing out buckets of water from the dinghy, we headed ashore. This would have been a good test of the rain-catcher Fran had just made but we had already filled our tanks in preparation of leaving. We didn’t have to go very far for dinner but without Gil and Lexis’s umbrellas we would have arrived looking like a bunch of drowned rats. The rain continued for another few hours and by the time we were ready to head back to the boat it was all over. Gosling was very clean by this time. Amazing what a fresh water wash can accomplish! We bid our fond farewells to Gil and Lexie once again and departed Golfito by 22:00 and did a night passage to Isla Parida, part of the western Panamanian islands and where we were to meet the other 2 boats. They had left the previous day and had stayed at a small bay just north of Punta Burica which forms the border between Panama and Costa Rica. There they met up with Chasing the Sun, with Jeff and his Venezuelan wife Egles, who had joined him in Golfito for the remainder of his trip to Venezuela. As we rounded the cape the other boats were all setting off for Isla Parida. We all put out our fishing gear, the first time since we left Bahia del Sol and within minutes we had fish on but most were the Mexican Bonitas, a garbage fish. Later on that morning Russ lost a sailfish but brought in a nice Dorado and J-G also got one, a 20 lb monster that fought him tooth and nail for a good 30 minutes. Our small freezer is full and we have been eating Dorado now for every meal…… Note to self: catch smaller fish.