Saturday, April 21, 2007


We're getting a small class in entomology down here, Mosca's which are your standard fly's show up every now and again and you think it's the a chapter from the bible, you just want the god damn things to leave. yesterday we anchored in a nice place Isla Salsipuedes, very quiet, the snorkeling was great, we got three nice triggerfish for the dinner table. The next morning after latte's we had a nice hike to a 375' peak. However before we left Linda applied every known chemical to man to her body, the local bug population had extracted a little of her body fluids the night before and she was determined not to give them anymore. As we got ready to leave I started to feel a little nervous so I sprayed what I thought was the least offensive chemical on my legs(it had warnings in fourteen languages none of which I could read), Half way up the hill my lips had gone numb and I couldn't remember my home phone number, Well since I don't have one I guess that doesn't count!! We never got any bites.

In the morning boats check in a by ham radio tell where they are and the weather conditions and any other general info that's important. Last week three or four boats were in a bay called Puerto Refugio (port of refuge)they said the BoBo's were horrible.. We talked with one of the boats who told us BoBo's were small fly's, who fly into your eyes, ear's, nostril's and any other body openings. They also like any body part that has a fold such as belly's, chins I think you get the picture.

Well we had some BoBo's at the anchorage we were at, However we also had some no-see-um's which have a tendency to bite Linda and leave nasty welt's. So we did the only sane thing which is to move.

Well we arrived at Las Animas the next closest island, your's truly was standing at the bow lowering the anchor, when I discovered first hand what BoBo's were like, they introduced themselves to my eyes, nose, mouth, ear's and any other body part that was warm. Now the logical response is to just jump overboard, it's like being swarmed by bee's (Cheryl these won't be here in Feb)however what needed to be done was just pull the anchor and leave. However the dinghy still had the motor on. Well it took about 10 mins to take the dinghy motor off stow it on the back rail, then pull the anchor. All the time the local BoBo population was taking up residence in my ears, nose, belly, butt crack and any other part you can think of.

We left Las Animas for Bahia Sanfransisquito 18 miles away, the magic box (GPS)said it would take us three hours to get there, but the real question is ?? would the BoBo's be gone buy the time we got there.

So it's 88 outside there's a small breeze coming across the deck, not enough to sail, the motor's pushing us along at 6.2 knots, autopilot is steering. It's now 2 1/2 hours to BS anchorage. well, after a harrowing experience like that It's Martini time.

We dropped the anchor at 1900 and not a bug insight, Having your head and other body parts swarmed by little bugs is not something you really want to experience, trust me on this.

However as I type Linda has gone from complaining about the bugs to trying to pick the coffee remnants out of the screen for the Espresso machine, it's just a matter of perspective! bugs up your nose or your Latte tomorrow not quite tasting right.

Some things boggle your mind particularly if your on your third martini

Hugs and love to all
Rob, Linda & Capt Cubster

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