We are free. Free of dock lines, free of the several-times-daily-made-stations-of-the-cross-type-walk (marina version), free of the much-too-enjoyed high-speed internet, free of shore power, free of endless hot water, free of easy access to land and stores.
Gitano slips out into the Sea with a sprightly step. The air smells fresher. We feel younger. The sun rises and we are underway, once again.
We shut down the engine and hoist our new main, testing her out in the light Northwest winds.
We enter the Ceralvo Channel under dolphin escort...lovely!
We set anchor by early afternoon with the expectation that we will spend some time at anchor here as Northerlies are predicted to commence soon and last for most of a week.
Feliz la pura vida!
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