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CW 23 2003

03.06. - 09.06.2003

We return to SILVER BLUE on Tuesday, under a strong southern wind. In the morning it had about 30 knots, but it isn't that feared southern wind yet who's name - freely translated - means chickens bottom. That wind only lasts for 20 minutes, but reaches speeds of more than 50 knots. For that event, SILVER BLUE is secured towards the South with 4 bowlines.

Changing the engine oil and a few other errands that never let living on a ship become boring, are on this weeks agenda.
Our weekend-trip to the Islas Rosario is a good opportunity to test all equipment again before the long sail to the St. Blas Islands (approx. June 20). Luznela and I invited a few friends and on Saturday afternoon eight of us take of heading towards the Islas Rosrio.
We had good weather all the time, even though we hardly had wind. After all those thunderstorms during the last few days, we're now enjoying warm sunshine and the prospect of great days ahead.
  
   Our destination is the Isla Grande and SILVER BLUE wriggles its way through numerous reefs to a beautiful anchoring spot in front of a few tasteful weekend-houses.
After a long swim in the clear water hunger is severe, but unfortunately the fishing on our way down here was not too successful and even the friendly local on the island doesn't have anything fishy to sell - except for local pearls in a beautiful pink color. Oh well, then we'll just have plenty of Spaghetti Amatricana.

Our two other boat neighbors left early in the morning. Apparently they hadn't enjoyed last night's party with all its techno music. Sorry, but that had to be, just this once. But then again, maybe they were simply looking for a different place in this beautiful group of islands - just as we change our anchoring spot around noon. We spend the day swimming a lot and while I'm at it I check the underwater parts of the ship and convince a few mussels to let go of the ships hulls.

On our way back on Monday morning that work immediately shows effect by us doing one knot more than before. We still don't have any wind, but we do have a very distinct swell. That in combination with the weekends partying doesn't seem to agree with some of our friends and they eagerly feed the fish. Maybe that's why they are biting … anyway, a nice tuna fish and a stately barracuda end up at the other end of our fishing rod.   
  

They'll make a nice meal, back in Cartagena. Here, since most participants have recovered, and SILVER BLUE is taken care of, we take a good-bye picture.


What happened during the rest of the week … you can read all about it next week, right here, if you like.

Until then, take care!
TOM