As we prepare to weigh anchor and head south towards Barra de Navidad, here are a couple more La Cruz moments that we won’t be forgetting any time soon.
While we do LOVE La Cruz, there was a bit of drama a couple of weeks ago when the marina here decided to impose a dinghy dock fee to those of us anchored out. This isn’t a horrible thing; we’ve been to numerous marinas along the coast and baja and while most have been free, the occasional, and very nominal fee does pop up. Nominal meaning somewhere between 10 and 30 pesos.
So here we are, listening to the morning cruisers’ net and the marina spokeswoman announces nonchalantly with her other daily announcements, “…and lastly, today is the start of a new dinghy dock fee. $5 (USD) in order to tie up to the dock. Thanks.”
Oh, the uproar! At $5 USD, or 67 pesos, that’s twice the amount of the highest dinghy dock fee we’d had prior (in Cabo). It’s also the amount we spend for one of us to have dinner at our favorite taco place (food AND large beer). In La Paz in the Sea of Cortez, the dock fee is $15 pesos daily and that includes garbage drop-off and potable water and security for our dinghies. La Cruz wasn’t going to provide any of that with this new fee. We were afraid we’d have to move on from La Cruz, because we couldn’t afford to pay $5 USD every time we wanted to go ashore
After much complaining and then gathering together as a group and talking with the marina owner and manager, both sides agreed to 20 pesos for a 24-hr period (including garbage drop-off). Everyone listened to each sides’ concerns and reasoning and things seem to have settled down.
In hindsight, Dave and I are unhappy with the way the marina treated the cruisers. We don’t have a problem with a fee being imposed. A FAIR fee. But the way the whole thing was handled was really shady and made us feel very unwelcome. We had considered going into the La Cruz marina for a couple of days to stock up and power up the boat, but we really don’t need to, and if we do, there are a couple of other marinas in the area that we’d rather patron first.
This hasn’t changed our opinion of La Cruz or the wonderful locals we’ve met and we’re glad that the marina’s politics haven’t affected the economy of this small town, which is what surely would have happened had the $5 fee stood.
OK, so onto happier memories…With other cruiser friends in town, every night can turn into a great party. And as a cruiser…pretty much everyone is your friend.
Bob and Camelia on s/v Navigo sailed back into La Cruz a couple weeks ago. We hadn’t seen them in over a month and we were so happy to get to spend a little time catching up with them. One of their first nights in town I joined them at Ana Banana’s – a restaurant in La Cruz that Dave and I had somehow skipped our first month in town. They always have live music and there have been rumors of free tequila shots. So I tried it out with Navigo on a Monday night when the band Pacific Rock Company was playing. This band was awesome. Someone told us the band has been playing there every Monday night for eight years. Not sure how this is possible when the guitar player looks like he’s 15….but it doesn’t matter, because they rocked it. We danced and sang along until midnight.
Pacific Rock Company before the crowd hit the dance floor. Three guys; awesome tunes.
Dave and I checked out Ana’s later in the week just for dinner because it really is quite nice on their patio under all the trees. Too bad the trees started attacking us.
We’re sitting there enjoying the evening and our dinners when all of a sudden I feel something fall onto my forehead. I quickly brush it away, but I accidentally brush it INTO my food. Lo and behold, a small, but fast, centipede. He quickly crawls to safety under my french fries. I shriek. I practically brush all the french fries to the floor trying to get the little buggar off my plate, all the while, people at adjoining tables are looking. I smile; situation now under control and everyone returns to their conversations.
Not even a minute later and something falls from the trees onto our table right beside both our plates. I shriek again. A small piece of fruit or nut from the tree above has crashed onto the table and then rolled onto the floor.
I still like Ana’s, but every time we go now, I pick a spot clear of the trees. Now I’m just waiting for a bird to come crap on us.
Gremlin. Me Gusto.
Girls Destroy Guys in Catch Phrase Marathon:
With tequila shots on the line for the losers of each round, things were definitely tense onboard s/v Charisma the other night. As you can tell from the photos….
“C’mon! You know, the thing, with the thing…”
“Who’s team am I on?”
J/K guys…you were good sports…especially when Ann was dealing out your medicine.
AND IN OTHER NEWS: