The wind blew itself out last night around midnight, and for the rest of the night we wandered around our anchor aimlessly. We awoke as the sun was peaking over the southern mountains. Dew soaked everything, we can’t even see out of the cockpit windows. The bay is as smooth as glass. A far cry from when we anchored.

“Mayday. Mayday. We’re taking on water and sinking.” We heard the panicked voice as U.S. and Mexican Coast Guard tried to ascertain who was in trouble and what their location was. Liana scrambled to write down the position.

Chores, maintenance and repairs had to be done to get Silhouette ready to sail again. We didn’t have time for fun in the sun but we were content just to be back!