Winter Solstice in Zihuatanejo Mexico

Photos and text of the sailing voyages of Ketch 22

The three intrepid sailors (myself, Rick Canter and Tom Charron ) left Puerto Vallarta and arrived in Zihuatenejo around December 20, 2007.  After 3 weeks at sea, Tom and Rick  promptly got a hotel  in town, whilst I stayed aboard.  The three of us had a few days as tourists in Zihuatanejo before Naty flew down from San Jose California to meet us.  Life was good for us all, as we became land tourists for a while.  Zihuatanejo and Ixtapa were at our beck and call for a few brief days while waiting for Naty to fly in from "cold country".   After her arrival, it was the four of us for a brief spell, then Tom and Rick flew home, although Rick was coming back in a couple weeks.

Naty and I spent a couple weeks enjoying the fruits of Zihuatanejo, of which there were many.  Unfortunately though, a couple days prior to her departure, I had dinner at the wrong restaurant and developed a wicked case of Montezuma's Revenge .  Not being my usual level headed self, and seemingly unable to make it clear to Naty just how dreadful I felt, she was in tears as I loaded her into a cab so she could fly home, while I made preparations for the next leg which was to take Ketch 22 and crew to Barillas El Salvador with another crew change.   The route was to take us directly through the center of the Gulfo De Tehuantepec, a notoriously treacherous body of water, made famous for it's extreme high winds and wave action.   True to it's reputation, just prior to Huatulco, we experienced force 9 winds on the Beaufort scale. Something I'd rather not repeat anytime soon.

Relaxing in Zihuatanejo

View of the the city and bay from Naty's hotel.

Tom Charron at Ricks Bar And Grill, Zihuatanejo.

Naty in the inner city Zihuatanejo jungle.

Ketch 22 on the hook in Bahia De Zihuatanejo.

Zihuatanejo town center.

Bahia Zihuatanejo y ciudad.

Fishing fleet on the beach.

Panga at rest.

Fuel and provisions in Ixtapa

With a long (ish) voyage ahead, we stoppped for fuel and supplies in Ixtapa before leaving for points south.

Ixtapa hillside condos.

What a view from there.

For those who can't sail, their's always 2nd best.

Marina Ixtapa fuel dock.

Sailor cooling off.

One of the many celebrated alligators in Marina Ixtapa.

Marina Ixtapa condos.

New Years Eve in Acapulco

A brief stop to celebrate the new year found us at Club De Yates (Acapulco Yacht Club) in a really crowded anchorage.   Amazingly, given the crowd, they gave me a 50% discount on a 2 day stay because I was a member of Oakland YC at the time and I asked for a reciprocal arrangement from one club to another.   We had a great time at a not too unreasonable (about $60 USD/day with discount) price.

Club De Yate.

Rick checking things out at the pool.

The beach.

Fireworks for the evening's festivities.

Awaiting the cliff divers.

The cliff divers.

Three at a time.

A cliff diver animation.

360 degree fireworks. Acapulco, 1/1/08.

Bye Bye Acapulco.

Heading East to Hualtulco.

Broad reachin under blue skies.

Decompressing in Huatulco

After a really difficult passage, Huatulco...

Calm and cloudless in Huatulco.

Huatulco cathedral.

All chicken, all the time.

Rudy, the marketeer.

Huatulco beach club hotel & bar.

La Playa Huatulco.

John Thompson, hanging out at the beach club.

Reef diving near Huatulco.

Sheltered, warm, beach palapas, a little bit of heaven.

Watch where you step.

The Tehuantepec

A little more calm now, as we headed further south and east through the heart of the Tehuantepec.

Leaving Hualtulco with a tear in my eye.

Southern Mexico coast line, Pacific coast.

Dead calm in Gulfo De Tehuantepec.

Bow riding dolphins.

Puerto Madero fuel dock. As ugly as it looks.

All birds on deck.

John at the helm.

Honduran sunset, green flash potential.

Barillas marina.

An El Salvdor gem.

Approaching the estuary entrance to Barillas.

Breakers on the bar at the mouth.

Following the guide boat, El Salvadoran panga.

Barillas pool.

Ketch 22 on a mooring can at Barillas.

Haul your yacht at Barillas on these rails.

This cat was salvaged from the bar at the mouth.

Heading for shore with Xavier.

After Barillas

The three of us headed south by bus.   We took a local bus into San Salvador, and then a Greyhound type bus to Costa Rica.   We made a stop in Managua and Grenada that was memorable for several reasons.   John split in northern Costa Rica to get a ride on another yacht, but Rick and I continued to San Jose and ultimately Golfito by air .   In late January, 2008, I flew home to California from San Jose Costa Rica, and Rick stayed around for a while longer and met up with his wife Ellen who flew down to meet him from the other San Jose.

 Mercado central   Usulutan, El Salvador.

Mercado central Usultan, smoke from  prepared food.

El calle vulcan.

Approaching San Salvador by bus.

Near our hotel in San Salvador.

After John left, Rick and I continued on into San Jose where we tried to get a hotel without auctioning our first born in the process.   We were moderately successful, both in San Jose and a few days later in Golfito, where we managed to share a room for $20 USD ($10 each) at the Tierra Mar.   We took no pictures (no camera), so you'll have to click   HERE   to view the shots of the cruise from Barillas El Salvador to Golfito Costa Rica.

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Click on El Salvador Land Cruisers to take a side trip with Naty and myself.