Here’s Where Things Get Interesting Although Chris and I are accustomed to being on the go, constantly, our 3 month “break” in La Cruz de Huanacaxtle truly felt like we had started to settle down. We knew all the places to eat, the bartenders knew our names (for better or...
If there's one thing that sailing adventures thus far have taught us, it's that some places are simply destined to leave a mark on your heart. Isla Coronado, a hidden gem in the vast expanse of Mexico's coastal beauty, is one such place that made not only our fifth wedding...
The Early Years I was recently writing an upcoming blog post about our time in Isla Coronados For those of you that don’t know our story, this is a good time to tell it - well, the sparknotes version anyways. Chris and I officially met back in 2009 at a mutual friend's wedding....
Escondido - V Cove Well, Honeymoon cove on Isla Danzante sounded great in theory, but we were immediately swarmed by bees and I received my very first jellyfish stings when I jumped in the water to snorkel - baptized by sting. Kessel was the first to pull the hook and leave,...
Nestled along the shores of the enchanting Sea of Cortez in Baja California Sur, Mexico, lies Agua Verde. Far away from the bustling tourist hotspots, this charming coastal village welcomes intrepid travelers seeking an authentic Mexican experience in a serene and unspoiled setting. It’s a place where time seems to slow down, and worries dissipate with every gentle sea breeze… at least that’s what the guidebook said.
Located off the eastern coast of the Baja California Peninsula in Mexico, Isla San Francisco is known for its untouched wilderness.
Leaving La Cruz was tough but with a working engine and hurricane season on our heels we were at peace with our decision.
Chris’s legs were dangling above the pit that once held our Perkins engine, debating his next move while painted in oil, diesel, sweat and dirt. His phone was in his right hand on speaker-phone while his left hand collected various dirty towels and tools around him. His...
Here We Go Again For us, it was like being back in the trenches; Chris head down into our bilge, covered in oil and diesel while swearing like a sailor… which I suppose was appropriate. It was our first day back in La Cruz de Huanacaxtle after limping our way from Isla Isabel...
Isla Isabel, The Galapagos of Mexico The morning light painted the sea in glistening glass, shattered by breaching dolphins and our bow slicing through the water like a hot knife in butter. I was physically and emotionally exhausted but managed to pull myself together to...
