They left Ensenada Honda early and we joined them in the channel between Culebra and Culebrita about mid-morning. It was difficult to leave the calm flat water for what we knew would be a rolly anchorage, but since we may not be back this way for a long time… maybe never… we took a gamble.
|Not too many boats when we got there...|
This time it’s “high season” and even on a Wednesday the place was a ZOO! The one boat that was here before us led us to false hopes and by the early afternoon there were dozens of boats coming and going…
|Waves breaking on the reef behind us.|
|Lots of shell growth from Ensenada Honda...|
|Catamaran way too close!|
It wasn’t only the workout that elevated my heart rate however… There were boats zooming everywhere causing wakes that bounced me and splashed water in my face… And then THIS. I looked up and saw the stern of a huge catamaran WAY too close!
The woman at the helm looked back at me and told me not to worry… And then they didn’t move!!!
Again I glared at her, wondering to myself whether or not I should be bitchy… the boat had a Texas hailing port… Good thing or bad, not sure…
When it looked as if they weren’t going to move, I yelled out that I wasn’t really comfortable with how close they were… She agreed and eventually convinced her husband to move. Now I’m not opposed to boats in close proximity in a crowded anchorage… but there was a LOT of room elsewhere and the short distance between us and the shore was not a good spot…
|A huge boat trying to squeeze into a small space...|
|He made it though. It was quite a show!|
|Another spectator... Dog getting a SUP lesson!|
So we let the sun set on our opportunity to re-experience one of our favorite places in Puerto Rico. I can’t help feeling somewhat “responsible” toward Adventure Us 2. I know I’m not really, but I just want them to have the same magical time as we did… But I’m learning quickly that sometimes you just can’t go back and recreate those times that happen so unexpectedly…
By nightfall, many of the boats had gone leaving the anchorage once again quiet. With no internet we were forced to resort to reading or quiet conversation. We relaxed in the cockpit as the stars came out and the frogs called from the island. The swells calmed somewhat and we could hear the occasional larger wave as it met the sandy beach nearby.