March 9, 2014
[Happy 2 month birthday, Joshua!]
We were moored in 35 feet of water last night and the water
was so clear we were able to see the bottom.
We even enjoyed a couple of dolphins who came by to wish us a good
morning.
The winds calmed down last night, way down, so much so that we
had no sailing possibility from our mooring on the west side of Isla de Culebra
to the town of Dewey. We were able to
enjoy the view of the beautiful island of Culebra as we motored to our next
anchorage. We even saw cars on the roads
on the side of the island mountain.
Blenda commented that it had been “three days since I’ve seen a car” –
welcome to the cruising life, buddy! We motored
about an hour and came into a beautiful open harbor that was “guarded” by a
reef. We found a spot close to town to
drop our anchor and we were set for the day.
We took D-Time into town and tied up at the city dock. We started walking to “the 2nd
most beautiful beach in the world”, Flamenco Beach, according to the Discovery
Channel. We were anxious to see it and
since we couldn’t find a taxi or a bus, we thought walking was the way to
go. The sun was up, it was about 10 a.m.
and it was turning out to be a really hot day, and a really long walk. After about 20 minutes when we saw a bus
coming by that said “Playa Flamenco”, no one’s Spanish was lacking – we all 4
jumped in the front of the bus and threw money at the driver begging him to
take us to Flamenco Beach. He didn’t
disappoint us. It was probably a 5
minute bus ride, but seemed like a really long ways, so I was glad we found the
bus. At the entrance to the beach area
there were a few stand alone type, walk up, fast food eateries – we eyed them
over good but since it was only about 10:30 a.m. we decided a walk on the beach
would be best. The beach was absolutely
beautiful and the walk was really nice.
There was even a Sherman tank on one end of the beach, left over from
when the U.S. Navy used the island for target practice and assault type
practice.
After the beach walk, we were hungry so we headed back to
the local eateries. Daniel tried some
fried shark, Blenda and I went for the pizza empanadas, and Tim had the chicken
with rice and beans. It was all very
good. Since we’ve been to deserted
beaches, it was really hard to just spend time on the weekend with the rest of
Puerto Rico that had come to Flamenco Beach, so we called it a day and left the
beach. We headed back into town for some
ice cream and a little shopping and taking in the local color.
Later we headed back to C-Time for a siesta and to get ready
for dinner. We did spend part of our
afternoon watching lots of other boats arriving in the harbor and trying their
hand at dropping an anchor – it was quite comical at some points. Blenda and I had gone below to read when
Daniel and Tim called us up on deck to watch the man in the next boat, sitting
on the stern of his boat, taking a shower, wearing not much more than a smile. Two words – bathing suit. Enough said.
We took D-Time back into town to have dinner at Mammacita’s. It was really good food and we all waddled
out of the restaurant after filling up on steak, salmon, grouper, and the house
chicken specialty. A short D-Time ride
later and we were back on C-Time to enjoy some quiet cockpit relaxing time and
Oreos. Then it was time for the cutthroat
game of Shanghi. Another wonderful day
in paradise.
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