The images presented were taken in the 1990's. Taken as prints, there is degradation when going from print to digital images. Also, where we were traveling sometimes delayed processing for weeks or months and humidity played havoc with the undeveloped film. Still, I wanted to share our experiences through the pictures we took.
 Sept. 1990. One of our favorite snorkeling spots in Refugio. September 1990. While in Refugio, we spent most of our time in the water. The heat made it enticing and the added benefit of getting dinner added to our motivation. The water was clear and the sea life abundant. At one point, Carl speared a fish that was too big and we shared it with others in the anchorage.  Sept. 1990. Seals and other sea life were abundant in Refugio. We were in awe of the beauty of the area. To take up some of the time we weren't in the water, we took Clover to the beach and explored.  Sept. 1990. Although hot, we did get ashore for some exploring now and then. Quite often, we were alone in the huge bay.
 Seal Island in Puerto Refugio Aug. 1990 End of August 1990. We traveled north in the Sea of Cortez for two-and-a-half months. When we finally reached Puerto Refugio on Isla Guarda, it felt like we had climbed a mountain and finally reached the top. Refugio as it was affectionately called was breathtaking and soon became our favorite experience in the Sea of Cortez. Crazy currents and very hot, but gorgeous. We snorkeled daily, ate fresh fish and scallops daily, and fought off no-see-ums and sweat daily. A huge bay that only saw a few boats now and then, Refugio felt like we were at Land's End. The few cruisers who came in and shared the anchorage became instant friends, but often, we were alone. We planned on staying a week but stayed two. It was off the beaten path and challenged us as cruisers the whole visit. The opportunity to experience a place like Refugio is rare and we were glad we took a chance to visit.  Bijou all alone in Refugio. Dramatic scenery, crazy currents and heat!! Aug 1990
 Hotel Francis in Santa Rosalia. August 1990  Patchwork mountains in Baja. Summer 1990  Boobies were common visitors, This guy sailed with us for awhile August 1990. Heading north in the Sea of Cortez. Our next stop, Santa Rosalia. Spent three weeks there. Why? The cruisers that congregated there were great, we had a comfortable "gathering" palapa right next to shore and we could get supplies. This was an unusually long time for us, so it says a lot about Santa Rosalia. Warm and friendly atmosphere the moment we entered the anchorage.
Santa Rosalia is a good-sized Baja town with French history. Lots of wooden buildings with wrap-around verandahs, which is a very unusual sight in Baja. During our stay, the town celebrated Solidarity Week. We joined a road gang with Andrea and Karl off Cap N Kidd to help clean up trash and scrub. We loved our stay, it was a true cruising experience that can't be duplicated.
 Lori with Andrea and Karl off Cap N Kidd. Helping with Solidarity Week in Santa Rosalia. Cleared trash and scrub. Aug. 1990 |
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