We're baaaack....

Trip Start Dec 01, 2010
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Flag of Mexico  , Northern Mexico,
Friday, January 6, 2012

I woke up to the distinctive shrill of an Osprey and knew we were finally back in Mexico. Leaving Ashika on the hard some 18 months and 800 miles ago was difficult to say the least. But family and business called so we returned to the States to do what we could. Our return is bitter-sweet, similar to the smell of Mexico; ripe pineapples, burning tires and fish guts.

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We mourn the passing of Dois' mother. She anchored the family for generations and the loss of this amazing woman will change our lives in many ways. Cleaning out the family home during the Christmas season was especially difficult and we had to remind ourselves over and over again that the house and its contents were just stuff, nice stuff, but just stuff that sometimes called to us like the Sirens song; if we held on to all the stuff our cruising dreams would be dashed. So we let it go.

In the end our voices echoed in the cold dark house, void of the person that gave it meaning and character. With much grief we packed up our RV and turned our heads and our lives in another direction, it was time to go home.

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We were delayed at the border with new permits and red tape.  Mexico loves beaurocracy and if they don't know what to do with you, they send you to the next window.  Dois and I spent over 3 hours being shuffled from one window to the next. We would stand in each line for 20 to 30 minutes until someone finally charged us $703 pesos (approx. $50 US) plus another $480 pesos for tourist cards and then reluctantly let us go on our way.


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We limped into the yard at Marina Seca Guaymas around 10pm having broken our golden rule; never drive in Mexico after dark. We bounced over the rough and rocky road recognizing many of the boats from when we were here before. This yard is both a place that boats come to die and boats are restored into new life. Many tired looking boats seem to be floating in piles of debris.  As the headlights found Ashika standing proud and straight our worries of hurricanes and vandals vanished and our shoulders dropped from the relief of seeing that she was all right. We brought the motor home along side and got out to inspect her closer. Circling her, inspecting her as best we could in the dark, the fatigue of the long trip began to set in. But our hearts were light for the first time in over a year; we were finally home.

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I thought we would just rush down here and splash her, but that was competely naive. The first thing we discovered was the staysail furler is beyond redemption, so impacted with rust that it has to be replaced. The sole (floor) boards have shrunk due to the heat and lack of humidity and have to be stripped and revarnished to make right. And then the standing rigging is so impacted with dirt that it needs a thorough cleaning to become functional.

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Dois has decided to pull the mast off the boat to clean and make safe as well as making it easier to install a new radar dome and I have taken on the miles of teak (just call me Dusty).

Peace

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Roonie on

Wow!! Happy New Year and Congratulations! What a lot of work but also a great feeling to be 'home'. I look forward to hear of your travels so PLEASE keep me posted! Love to you both! xoxoxoxo

Donnie Demarois on

thanks for the donkey making love under the tree shot

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