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Monday, February 4, 2013

Barra de Navidad


We hoisted the main sail before pulling anchor in La Manzanilla. It was a perfect departure with 10-15 kts of wind on a close reach to close haul all the way to Barra de Navidad. It was one of the better days of sailing.

We entered the Barra de Navidad channel with a  pretty good surf smashing up against the breakwater entrance. Once inside things were well protected and the marina was easy to navigate into. We would be at the marina for a week while we relaxed and visited Barra and Melaque.

The temps here have been unseasonably warm, at least 4-5 degrees warmer than normal per the locals. The key to enjoying ourselves was to do our exploring in the early day and hide out at the pool in the afternoon.

My cousin Laurie lives part time in Barra with her husband Chris. We went about town the first day or so meeting the locals and always the subject of having a cousin in town came up in conversation. It became clear that the places we were visiting were also places where my cousin was known. We would not link up with Laurie and Chris for a day or two since we had many chores to attend to. This left some time to hang out at the local espresso shop. The owner of the espresso shop is good friend with Laurie and Chris. We were asked to play a practical joke on Chris when we met up with them on Friday night. It was all in fun with Paul delivering the set-up flawlessly when we joined them at their home for dinner. It brought the house down in laughter. Chris and his friend Brit put together a huge feast of fresh ahi sushi and a variety of other sushi and sashimi delicacies. We enjoyed watching the sunset from their palapa on the beach and hearing their impressions on living in Mexico and the result of the many earthquakes and storms to have passed thru this region. While we were sitting enjoying our drinks an older gentleman smoking a big cigar rode by on a beautiful horse. He stopped when we said hello. He is the retired mayor of Bellingham, Washington, era 1985. Yep…this is a funky little place.

Pretty much anything you could want you can find in Barra. The secret is to ask the locals. We went by bus to Melaque to get some money and do some exploring. The bus ride was pretty quick but I felt that the town did not offer anything Barra couldn’t provide, except the bank. We don’t get pesos except from ATMs located within a bank.

We got together with the cousins and a group of their friends for the Super bowl at a local eatery “Ramon’s” It was a great time with lots of food and fun. By the time we had done all the socializing this week we are recognizing people as we walk thru town.

The one thing that I did not mention was the French Baker. This is one of the funky things about Barra. The artisan baker bakes fresh pastries early morning. He then delivers them to you boat by Panga. Early morning you will hear a gentle bell ringing and a French accent announcing his arrival. We have had chocolate croissants, Danish and special breads all delivered directly to the boat. Each choice was equally wonderful. I wish all marinas had a French baker.

Tomorrow we are going to leave for a few days and head to a small cove south of Barra. We will return to Barra and anchor off until the 9th or 10th. We need to pick up an antenna splitter for our XM radio from another boater who has gone to San Diego for a few days. Once we have that installed we will begin our trek north towards the Sea of Cortez. I’m hoping we can get XM radio again.

Talos IV at the Grand Bay Marina in Barra de Navidad.
Yep, the marina fee included the use of the facilities and
most importantly the pool.
Ding, ding ... the French Baker had arrived with our
morning croissants.
We couldn't decide which we liked best between the
chocolate croissants or these tasty little
danish, so we had them both on alternating days.
We found this Tostaderia or as we like to call it,
a Chiparia where we bought fresh chips almost
every day.
The La Bruja coffee shop was one of our favorite hangs.
We managed to score this table virtually each
time we stopped for our espresso fix.
This grand old tree marked one of the major intersections
in Barra.  It was simply known as the tree corner.

1 comment:

  1. Great story! I wonder when and where the first bell rang in a gulf. It'd be kind of interesting to hear the story about that. Thanks for sharing!

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