Sailing naked and drinking Margaritas

So we're living the good life here in Mexico, just sailing naked,=
>working on our tans and drinking margaritas everyday ........ Well =
>Two days ago we awoke to grey skies, light wind, as the day progressed =
>the wind built.
>Sitting in the cockpit with our usual sundowner's raindrops started to =
>fall on our heads! Totally aghast we moved under the bimini, however, =
>tomorrow's another day, a good day for Linda as her grocery order =
>comes in.
>
>Now getting groceries in a place like this is a little involved, you =
>put your order in for stuff the week before and hope that things don't =
>get lost in the translation, like wanting Olive oil and getting motor =
>oil. Plus you don't just get in the car and go pick them up, well, =
>sort off, for us the car is the dinghy.
>
>Sat. morning I'm awoken by RAINDROPS coming thru the bedroom hatch, =
>dark grey skies and the wind blowing 10-15. Well this is Mexico, it =
>will blow away soon. We sat and had coffee listening to the rain grow =
>in intensity and realized what a golden opportunity this was, so I =
>went outside to scrub the boat with soap and let the rain rinse it =
>off. Now I know what your thinking, I go thru the cleaning thing and =
>the rain will stop before the soap is rinsed off...not this time, it =
>was still raining when I finish.
>
>Linda had a fairly large grocery order, we also had a propane tank to =
>pick up and Capt. Cubster was out of cat litter, so not going to =
>Maria's was out of the question. However it was 80 outside, so it's a =
>warm rain!
>
>So off we go for the 45 min run thru the jungle to get our groceries, =
>the first step is to cross the bar, this is usually done at high tide, =
>guess what the tide was when we got there!(low) So over the side of =
>the dink I go dragging the dink in 6" of water, when a wave comes by =
>and soaks me to the waist. Now the tide is running out, so we are =
>dragging the dink against the tide, when we reach water deep enough I =
>hold the dink so Linda can get in, start the motor put it in gear then =
>give it some gas, I dive in as she goes by, we are both quite wet at =
>this point.
>
>With Linda at the helm we head up thru the jungle, now Linda has =
>become very accomplished at handling our boat but in the dinghy she is =
>a total spaz, we're in a narrow channel with sand bars on either side =
>so when I say turn left there is no room for error! use your =
>imagination...
>
>Well we arrived at Maria's (which is just a truck in a dirt parking =
>lot) picked up all our supplies and had a slow trip back as we had a =
>big order. It's still raining, but hey, we have fresh cat litter(we =
>were down to getting ready to scoop sand off the beach) so life's good.
>
>We get to the end of the river and now are facing a scene we didn't =
>like the looks of. The wind had switched 180 degrees, blowing on the =
>shore and the surf had gotten big. So here is the dilemma, do you =
>wait for the surf to die down or is it going to get bigger, with our =
>dinghy loaded down with groceries and a big propane tank we would not =
>be able to travel quickly thru the surf. If the surf got much bigger =
>we would not be able to make it back to the boat, so we went for it. =
>Watching the two dinghy's in front of us take breaking waves over =
>there bows I knew it was going to be a wet ride. We dragged the dink =
>over the sand bar one more time and headed for the surf line, when =
>Linda was waist deep she dove over the side of the dink, looking =
>somewhat like a stinkbug she scurried for the stern to start the =
>motor, by now I'm in chest deep water with the occasional wave =
>breaking over my head and piled over the stern, we took one wave over =
>the bow, the little motor started and we headed for the boat.
>
>Our case of beer and groceries floating around the floor, thank god =
>the litter was in a waterproof container. We arrived at the boat wet, =
>salty, and tired. After cleaning up the mess, showering, putting on =
>dry clothes the rain stopped, the wind switched 180 degrees and died =
>then the sun came out.
>
>With our chores done for the day what else do you do! we headed for =
>the cockpit with sundowner's to watch the sunset.
>
>Love to all
>
>Rob & Linda