Stone Island

We spent three nights at Stone Island, just outside the Old Harbour of Mazatlan, a short two hour motor from the marina. It was nice to finally be out of the marina, on our own (except for Lenahola) and on the beach.

We almost did not leave the marina at all after we found out our VHF antennae connection was corroded away. In the end, on the morning we were supposed to depart, Justin went up the mast and jury-rigged a connection so the radio would work well enough that we felt secure leaving.

The days were spent figuring out how to live on the boat. Washing dishes, cooking without access to a grocery store, taking showers and interacting only between ourselves were all activities we had to re-learn.



In addition, we both had to get used to the idea that the boat would always be moving, even at anchor on a well-protected beach. By the end of our stay at Stone Island, however, we were both ready to attempt our first big sail to Isla Isabel.