I believe it was Friday, down here the only way you know the day of the week is by your pill box and that only works if you remember to take your pills everyday, we left Honeymoon Cove for Ballandra. This was nine mile trip that had us passing by Loretto and a cell tower! Yes I could catch up on my blog and check in on Dad. All is well at home. As we neared the anchorage we saw that Destiny had already dropped anchor and John was busy getting the dink in the water. Still not sure how they got to Ballandra before us since we had left way before them but I guess I was too distracted making calls home.
The water is as beautiful as any we have seen so far. It was both the deep blue and the turquoise at the same time. I can not wait to actually see the anchor from our deck.
Enough said about the beauty of Ballandras because there is a down side to this anchorage beter known as "Beelandra". After a lovely swim to both cool off and to check the bottom of I decided to rinse off on the back of our boat. Everyone knows about the fresh water wash down on the after steps of all Catalina, they are great every where but in the Sea of Cortez. Fresh water doesn't at track one bee it at tracks hundreds that just swarm the entire boat looking for more fresh water. We had to close up the entire boat and the inside temp of 87 degrees required that the air conditioner had to be turn on. Thank goodness for the air as it turned out all our friends were attacked at the same time! Turned into a dinner pot luck on Di's Dream and no one got stung. So there is the story of Beelandra.
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