Half a dozen small fishing boats, inundated with all types of rods of
various sizes, motored past us about 6.15 on Sunday morning as we were preparing
to leave our anchorage at Bahia Pinas.
We had a drinks party on board
last night, for twenty people. The WARC participants from the five other boats,
with whom we had traveled from Las Perlas islands. We were returning hospitality
in addition to welcoming new friends.
As we left the bay and I looked
back at the mainland, I was overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of the vista.
Heavily wooded hills to the very edge of the Pacific and behind, layers and
layers of mountains, as far as you could see. Stunning!
With very little wind, close
hauled, we had been motor sailing for about five hours when we first spotted a
black flag, standing up from the water. This was followed by small floats at
intervals of about 100metres. Every mile there was another black flag until we
eventually reached one of the fishing boats responsible for laying these nets,
at least 5 miles long. We could see another fishing boat further to starboard
and wondered if the two boats were working together. Some three miles to port,
three of the other WARC boats had also encountered a similar situation.
The water is now blue rather than
green with plankton but despite this, a great many dolphins visited us during
the morning and a whale was spotted some 100 metres to starboard. It was easily
as large as our boat.
The sky was mainly covered with
cloud during the first day as we motor-sailed until 10am next morning when we were able to turn off the
engines and sail using the main and genoa, for the next eleven hours.
On the first day of the passage
to Ecuador, we passed miles and miles of fishing nets, even finding ourselves
crossing them on occasion, fortunately without incident.
On the second day, the forecast
was rain and thunderstorms but although it was cloudy all day and we had a
little rain, we missed the bad weather.
We continued to motor sail
throughout the second day and into the third, passing several fishing boats and
encountering a number of large commercial vessels. One of which kidded me that
it was turning to starboard and then flashed its green light at me. The only way
to avoid collision was to switch on both engines and do a 180º. Scarey!
Day three was hot, sunny and the
sea was flat. We spotted a whale at 6.30am, right next to the boat, dolphins
during the morning and afternoon, a turtle, even a couple of sea birds stopped
by for a chat. One of them continued to settle on our boat several times during
the course of half an hour. Early afternoon within a proximity of 500metres, we
passed two whales who flipped for us and then three more whales which also
turned over for us. The most surprising visitor was the fish, possibly the size
of a whole salmon, as sold in your local supermarket. It was purple with some
yellow coloring but although we checked the book, we couldn’t identify it. It
swam alongside the boat for over an hour before it finally disappeared.
We are doing three hours on, six
hours off during the night and then 1.5 hour watches throughout the day. I
cannot believe that so close to the equator the weather is so awful. I have
taken to wearing a body warmer and a windproof jacket when I am on watch.
Each morning at 9am, one of the WARC boats runs the SSB net which
familiarizes us all with the positions of other boats.
We have been in visual contact
since leaving Bahia Pinas, with Ronja and Noeluna until around 6pm local time on
the third day.
The fourth day was back to cloud
and rain, which seemed to be particularly torrential during my night watch.
However, this was the day that we crossed the equator and toasted
Neptune. Ronja and Noeluna had crossed two hours earlier
and there was much jollity amongst the boats.
Thursday was our fifth day at sea
and for an hour during the morning we were plagued by fishing boats and fishing
nets, every which way. A nightmare!
We reached La Libertad mid
afternoon initially dropping an anchor, picking up two buoys and taking four
lines ashore. The swell is not good and there is a lot of oil on the surface of
the water. A turtle surfaced near the boat, quite at home with all the oil
pollution.
Dick took the rib to a nearby
pontoon, some five metres away, to collect six officials who came aboard and
checked passports, completed the paperwork and then one of the guys had to have
an inspection tour of the boat.
Soon after Dick had taken the
officials back to the shore, we moved the boat to a pontoon, It was still
necessary to pick up two buoys and take lines ashore as well as tie up to the
pontoon but at least we wouldn’t have to get in the rib every time we needed to
get ashore.
At 18.30, we climbed aboard a bus
along with the other WARC participants and went to
Salinas, the local town, for a crew
supper. A good night was had by all, despite a number of us still suffering from
sleep deprivation.
Back on the boat soon after
10pm, Dick discovered a water leak.
Always something to get fixed but at least we are in harbour and although the
boat is swaying back and forth and side to side, we are not going up and
down.
The monohull moored next to us
has a problem with the finger pontoon to which he is attached. It is coming away
from the main pontoon and his boat keeps hitting the finger pontoon. His fenders
don’t do him any favours being small in size. In fact, the three fenders on our
side are actually concave! In order to help him over the problem, we tied his
bow to our bow but this resulted in our boat jerking every time his boat moved
causing us not to get much sleep.
In order to assist the monohull
further, the catamaran on his other side, another WARC boat, to whom the
monohull is also attached, swapped one of the lines with one of his own in order
to provide a more flexible solution. Not good. Owner of monohull returned after
being ashore all day and found that the line attaching him to the other
catamaran had pulled out his cleat and damaged the deck. There has to be a moral
here somewhere,
Saturday morning we did a major
shop at a local supermarket and ordered meat to be packaged and frozen for us
for collection on Wednesday, the day before our departure to the
Galapagos islands. We still need to buy some more items,
to ensure that we have sufficient provisions to reach the Marquesas, especially
as we will have a guy joining us who doesn’t eat meat. Fresh fruit and
vegetables just won’t last the course so we are stocking up with plenty of
tinned vegetables.
