Dear Friends—Day 3 dawned with clear skies and the winds had died down to the high teens and low 20s. After the previous night, it felt like flat seas. We were within striking distance of Isla Cedros and made a course change to come in on the leeward side to get a little protection from wind and waves for a few precious hours.

Cedros was sighted at 1017 hours. Winds were still about 20 knots but they were backing from north to northwest, west, southwest and finally due south before they died all the way down on the southeastern corner of the island. Crossing to Isla Navidad was easy but the winds picked up again. Our goal was to make it to the entrance to Turtle Bay during daylight hours. We did not meet our goal. Night fell about 18 nm from the bay. Right before sunset, Barbara served delicious burritos so that we would be full of energy for our night entrance.

A night entrance to Turtle Bay is not dangerous but it is tricky. We followed the not reliable GPS (Mexico GPS is notorious for being 1-2 miles off), made our turn into the bay when we saw the Ha Ha fleet lighting up the sky. Mike was on the bow with an infrared scope looking for fish trap floats and everyone else looked for other obstructions. Fortunately, two other boats were going in a couple of miles ahead of us. Melody and Jeannea were on the helm and they put our bow on the stern of the trailing boat. We made it in with no problem, scouted a good place to drop anchor in the midst of the Ha Ha fleet and dropped the hook in 33 feet of water. Relief. It was flat as glass inside the bay and all was good.

After happy hour and lots of laughs, we collapsed in our bunks. Mike did get up in the middle of the night as is his custom. He was afraid that the rest of the crew had somehow died. There was not a peep out of anyone—a perfect example of sleeping like the dead.

Captain Melody, Barbara, Mike, Avghi and Jeannea