Sunday, November 30, 2025

2278 Miles of Rain, Terrain and Adventure

San Carlos sunset at Charly's Rock!
Our road trip began November 11th, after Mike carefully loaded the car and the ‘burrito’ with accumulated boat parts and other treasures. Ironically, it wasn’t raining when we departed Portland. Usually, we start with a wet load after he hauls cartloads from the house up the ramp at the moorage. This year, dry on departure then, the entire trip of 1822 miles to Guaymas, it rained. A lot.

First stop – Mike’s sister and husband’s small farm for an overnight. A whopping hour and 15 minutes from home but hey, we’ve left the barn…and spend some quality family time! Next stop, Shingletown CA to stay with cruising friends. Due to heavy rains, outdoor activities were limited to driving into the national park and helping split logs and stack firewood under their dry pole barn. And, of course, swap stories of boating life.

Oregon to Shingletown CA

Off to Reno, living large at a ‘deluxe’ EconoLodge, a short distance to our usual walks around Virginia Lake. Then off to Shenanigans Irish Pub which is right out of the old TV show Cheers. Our sweet waitress recognizes us from past visits(!) and she regales us with stories of her recent wedding. An appropriate hefty tip is left to help her as she starts a new chapter.

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444 miles of mountains, farmland and desert!
North Las Vegas and long-time friends await - did I mention heavy rains? LV needed the rain really badly and we managed to walk their bevy of dogs between the squalls. A requisite casino visit lightens my wallet (Mike does not partake).

After hugs and long goodbyes, we’re off to Waddell, east of Phoenix for our next friends’ visit. No pool time, but plenty of rain. And some dog walking under stormy skies. We sneak in a visit with my long-lost (and recently reconnected in September) cousin who winters there, and we’ll see them again as we head north. 

Gotta fuel up before long dry stretches...

First margarita @ Charly's Rock
Next stop: Nogales AZ before crossing the border in the early morning. But wait! A boating friend in Guaymas (think border issues) has an inverter shipping to Tucson, so we delay our travels south by a day and head back north to meet up with another friend who accepted the UPS shipment. After an afternoon visit, the goods transfer in the parking lot in the pouring rain means short hugs and goodbyes and off we go.


Border crossing @ Nogales
In Nogales after my hair appointment with Lupita, dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant and our last stop to buy bratwurst at Safeway, we are ready. The border crossing is always a crap shoot. Will they want to inspect our ‘chandlery’ of boat parts scattered throughout the car and burrito? This time, we score.  The border guy asks if I know Spanish, and to avoid lengthy conversations, I say ‘un poco’. He calls us ‘gringos’ which is quite unusual for a local to call us that to our faces. But we smile and he sends us on our way. I figured he can call me what he wants if we don’t have to pay duty on thousands of $$ of boat parts.

Handoff of the the new inverter in the dirt yard

We’ve been in Guaymas for a very busy week, seeing a multitude of friends and our favorite vendors, dental appointments, and a requisite visit to our favorite waterfront restaurant for sunset and margaritas. Our usual guy Luis has the day off. We’ll catch him next time…so many friends as this is our long-time stomping ground, so it’s bittersweet to be heading south.

This is our next leg - 456 miles south

@ Empalme: crab, shrimp, sea bass - fresh caught!

But adventures await in Mazatlán – after we make the long journey through Sinaloa, the home of the Sinaloa cartel. Plenty of recent stories abound of bad things happening to people along this route so we hope by leaving super early in the morning and driving on the toll roads, we’ll arrive safely.

Our guy Luis who takes care of our boat will remove our boat covers, wash the boat and open it up for our hopefully safe arrival after 10+ hours driving.

We’re ready for our boating life on Pura Vida, thankful for every day we have!

Thursday, November 6, 2025

Sideways underwear – One more day?

Mike inspecting our luggage loading!
So, this is about doing your laundry in a sink with Woolite when you’re traveling a long time. Maybe you can relate. If not, travel with us as we explore the Philippines in October, where we dove for 11 days and explored for another 12, visiting 5 of the 7,641 islands.



We flew from Manila to Dumaguete
NEGROS ORIENTAL

We spent our first 14 nights on Negros Oriental, a few in the bustling city of Dumaguete where the airport is, and 11 at the Atlantis Dive Resort.

Our last day on this island, we did a full day tour to Valencia, to explore the island’s highlights, one of which is the world renown Red Rock Hot Spring. Family owned for years, they opened it to tourists so others could relish the healing benefits of the spring waters emanating from the red rock formations. These tropical mountains are full of springs, waterfalls and stinky sulfur vents that provide electricity to this and neighboring islands.

The Hot Spring entrance fee includes access to a changing room to prepare for your spa experience and a towel. Surrounded by the gentle sounds of the springs bringing fresh water to the pool, you relax while balancing your butt on the rocks and take in the tropical jungle and glistening red rocks. As it’s a popular destination, we are joined by four Germans and a Brit.

Hot springs and lush jungles. Not many bugs!
We sit in the pool for a period of time feeling the energy of the healing minerals. When fingertips are sufficiently withered, it’s time to move on. Plus, more adventures await and our driver beckons with a full day of exploring.

On the way in, you’re focused on getting in the water so don’t really pay much attention to the changing room experience – there’s a spa awaiting! Upon exit, you’re thinking, I want to get into dry clothes for the rest of the day’s adventures. The ‘phone booth’ size space is dark, dank and wet, with rock walls, no lights and no hooks to set your dry clothes. There is a bucket of fresh rinse water, which is also standard in most restrooms – ready for flushing the gravity-fed toilets and providing a fresh body rinse.

Okay, so I negotiate my swimsuit removal, balancing my dry clothing in various body crevices to keep it dry. I don my underwear, shorts and top – impressed with my ability to keep most items above the standing water. As I exit, Mike awaits his turn to do the circus act and I smile because I know what fun he’ll have, too.

As the day passes, I wonder why my walk is a bit wonky, but I don’t think much about it. Humid weather makes for some uncomfy clothing scenarios, let’s just say. After we arrive at our hotel, I finally realize I’d put on my sexy black underwear sideways! HAHAHA. No wonder. Then, you get to thinking – hey, since I hand wash my underwear in the sink – does this qualify for a ‘free day’? Now I know it’s TMI, however it does cause a pause in your thoughts.

Hiked 142 steps up/down to the swimming holes

Beautiful flowers abound

Butterfly garden featured many species
Our 8 hour excursion included a winding drive through the mountains and valleys to experience:
- the Forest Camp with several hot springs; 
- the Monkey Sanctuary (monkeys are no-shows that day); - raging Pulang Bato Falls with the rickety suspension bridge; - stinky steaming Sulfur Vents; 
- the Valencia Pigeon (a visit to “Chada Valencia” (basically “Beautiful Valencia”) which is the decorated city plaza where Mike feeds the pigeons; 
- a requisite stop at a souvenir shop and a bakery for a torta (muffin) baked in a wood fire; 
- the Mango Ranch where we rode for a hour on an ATV through a river; 
- a final stop at the impressive Cata-Al World War II museum.
My buddy Tim at Atlantis Dive Resort

Bohol Bee Farm -local handicrafts & lore

Rice drying along the streets

Museum had WWII memorabilia & Asian treasures
The donation-based WWII museum is run by a chatty older gent who is very proud of his collections. He regaled us with stories of the treachery imposed on the Filipinos during WWII and ultimately, victory. He quoted verbatim from Douglas MacArthur’s speech when MacArthur returned to free the Philippines from the Japanese:

TO THE PEOPLE OF THE PHILIPPINES:

I have returned. By the grace of Almighty God our forces stand again on Philippine soil – soil consecrated in the blood of our two peoples. We have come, dedicated and committed, to the task of destroying every vestige of enemy control over your daily lives, and of restoring, upon a foundation of indestructible strength, the liberties of your people.

The hour of your redemption is here. Your patriots have demonstrated an unswerving and resolute devotion to the principles of freedom that challenges the best that is written on the pages of human history.

Mike & Ajit on our Siquijor day tour
The extensive exhibits leave you humble and give you a feel for the Philippines’ lengthy and complicated history. And the owner is, understandably, very proud of his collections.

SCUBA DIVING – NEGROS ORIENTAL & APO ISLAND

Our dive boat was well manned, equipped and comfy

Double outriggers make the dive boat a smooth ride
We dove with Thunder Reef Divers out of Vancouver WA. There were 11 of us in the group and we all dove daily on the same outrigger boat, and dined together during our 11-day, 10-night stay at the Atlantis Dive Resort. The entire facility and all of the services are absolutely top notch – from the dive operation, the attentive staff who called us by name, fabulous food, spa treatments, easy beach and dive boat access, to the good diving and cool stuff seen during our 19 dives.
Genie & dive masters w/ Cedric, Greg
Our dive master, Genie, was a gem and pointed out lots of macro stuff like seahorses, nudibranch and frog fish, not easily discerned by the naked eye.

The wonderful breakfast wait staff at Atlantis
In addition, we spent a day at Oslob near Cebu City (where one of the 3 earthquakes happened shortly after we arrived) on Cebu Island. Seated in small outrigger canoes, we paddled out a short ways then were all instructed to fall backwards into the water – and into a bunch of whale sharks who were being fed! That was pretty outrageous.
4 wheeling through the river in Siquijor

Pigeon feeding at Chada Valencia plaza

@ Chocolate Hills

SIQUIJOR & BOHOL

We planned on 3 weeks in country as it’s a long trip, leaving Mike and I with 8 days to explore after diving. We intentionally didn’t plan anything and as hoped, the hospitality managers at Atlantis put together fabulous itineraries for us. They chose two neighboring islands easily reached by ferry. Both offered plenty to see and do and were very distinct from each other.

Panoramic view of some of the 1,268 Chocolate Hills in Bohol 
On Siquijor (sik-e-hore), we had a couple of different drivers in a private car for 3 tour days to see vistas, beaches, churches, museums, caves, and a butterfly farm.  

Man-made mahogany forest in Bohol


We ferried on to Bohol, a much smaller island where several people we’d met were born so they were pleased we visited their home. The Ocean Jet ferry system is super organized, well run and they even have live music in the ferry terminals. While some of the musicians needed lessons, hey it was very nice entertainment. With the throngs of people on each ferry, we were glad they checked bag tags and that we’d purchased large white hard sided cases for our dive gear, so our bags were easily recognized. In a tight crowd, let’s just say that’s a great benefit. Bohol offered 2 days of tours as well, all informative and beautiful.

The Fish Spa - nibbling at your toes

Loboc Floating restaurant - rained like
crazy & we got soaked, but had
a great time

On Bohol, it was rice harvesting time so along the roads were tarps with rice laid out in single layer, gently raked by the farmers to dry. If rain started, they quickly covered up the tarps as they need 2 full days of dry weather. I know, I know – the rice was drying alongside the busy roadways where there was tons of traffic – maybe that’s why we should rinse our rice before cooking?

View from our room in Bohol - the ocean awaits
We saw the tiny critters @ Tarsier Sanctuary 

Mike and Mamay, our tour guide in Dumaguete

Tarsier souvenirs in every form!
We stayed at a high-end very reasonably priced resort where we were almost the only patrons! We had a deluxe suite overlooking the ocean and the pool. We had the pool to ourselves as we soaked, sipped and watched the sunset. Pretty sweet deal and the bartenders were happy to have someone to talk to! The dining was oceanside with white linen drapes flowing in the breeze, so we decided to dine there both evenings – why take a tuk-tuk to an unknown place when life is good on the beach? After full days exploring, a little quiet was a treat.

Bolo-Bolo Healers in Siquijor 
Overall, the country is amazing. While we were there, there were 3 earthquakes and a typhoon. It rains frequently (they say it’s seasonal, although we had plenty of rain during October which is not a rainy month) – and you quickly understand why 95% of people wear flip flops. 

Filipinos are extremely nice and deferential to others, even in traffic! They drive crazy - on scooters, in tuk-tuks, and funky trucks and a few nice cars - but seriously, we didn’t see any accidents (Mike is in the background saying we did see a lot of ambulances…however). Let's just say they know how to merge and give way without skipping a beat. Crossing the road as a pedestrian is another story.  


Wood fired oven, making torta (muffins) - delish!
Everywhere, families are out and about with up to 4 on a scooter, nary a loud voice was heard in 3 weeks’ time and although there’s a lot of poverty, people are peaceful, quiet, upbeat and do with less. There are lessons to be learned from these gentle, kind people – in fact, on the Dumaguete city tourist brochure, they are called ‘the City of Gentle People’.



A great place to explore along the sea

The Filipino flora were non-stop amazing

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

NW Summer - Life on the River


We arrived back from Mexico in late May – this year we were on the road and the ocean for 7 months. It was high time to enjoy our floating home on the Columbia. 
In late April, we closed up shop on our newly bottom painted Pura Vida, all buttoned up, left at the same dock with the same guy to watch over her @ Marina Mazatlán. We chose the 12 hour bus ride from Mazatlán, Sinaloa to Guaymas, Sonora from 9PM to 9AM, with 2 stops along the way for bus cleaning and military inspection, and thankfully a safe arrival in the AM – just in time to pick up our two large boxes of boat stuff from DHL (maybe the delivery van passed us on the highway?), then race off to the dentist.

Two weeks in Guaymas for Mike’s dental work, seeing friends and visiting our usual haunts, we headed north toward Oregon. Two more weeks of wandering later, we arrived in Portland, unpacked and did a high-5. 

After staying with three sets of friends on our way north who were all doing remodeling projects, their influence hit us, and we jumped immediately into doing some updating of our own. With the help of a neighbor, we found a place that offered a limited but excellent selection of stone. We are loving the white quartz countertops that truly brighten our kitchen and office spaces! And our interior walls now sport our selection of three bright cheerful colors. One update leads to another, so more changes ensued, all enhancements to our small but cherished 658 sq ft. 
We accomplished these changes in the flurry of exactly one month. That was amazing in itself, to find two vendors that quickly quoted, showed up and completed their work as planned! I’ll hasten to add that we were anything but slackers during that month. Then, it was time to kick back and enjoy. During the 4 days of interior painting, we were very fortunate to stay with friends.

While Mike power washed the house and deck and set up the patio, I immediately planted our garden. Now mid-July, we are already on Round 2 of lettuce, kale and arugula. It’s been great having the troughs for small space planting, and we purchased two more to replace rotted wooden barrels. Now I am painting flowers on the troughs to cover the company logos.

We hosted 10 neighbors on Memorial Day for a memorable happy hour party – seating a dozen people in our living room is a feat. Let’s just say we were cozy but it was still too chilly to be outside. It was a  great tribute to our buds here in the moorage.

In June, a highlight upon our return was the long planned 20-year reunion party for Stormwater Management, the company I worked at from 2004 – 6. Cal, Lanz and I started organizing the event in January. 50+ guests descended upon Cal’s house on the Willamette River. Everyone had a great time! It was so fun to see friends and coworkers and catch up on their lives.


I’m on a couple of committees for our floating home community - glad to be able to help. It’s a great moorage with plenty of thoughtful neighbors and, as with any neighborhood, there’s a cast of characters. We belong to the Tomahawk Island Yacht Club where we’ve made new friends. Although we only have a dinghy at our dock, other club members offer us boat rides to events. We always enjoy our time on the water whether kayaking, paddling or cruising in our dinghy.

400 yr old oak at Ridgefield Wildlife Sanctuary
We’ve also gone boating with a few friends – sailing and powerboats, slow and fast. Last weekend, we were even picked up at our dock for a fabulous day motoring on the Columbia and the Willamette.
Great outdoor concert with friends

Missing our girl already