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!

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