Thanksgiving in La Cruz de Huanacaxtle

A very busy and mixed week.  I explored more of La Cruz, partly in an effort to source everything from pumpkin pie to large stainless steel lag bolts.  In the midst of all that I went to the first public market of the season and went to a couple of tai chi classes.  I joined some friends in celebrating Thanksgiving on Delta Swizzler, a big power yacht out in the anchorage.  It was a very pleasant evening and we all had a good time.  I also continued to wrestle with the autopilot problems.  I have decided to replace the WH with a new Simrad or Raymarine so I can get parts and service more easily in Mexico.  I'm definitely making progress, albeit slowly.  As you'll see in the photos and videos, life here does have its compensations....

Thanksgiving


This is the pie shop in nearby Bucerias where I bought
a great pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving.  You can see
why I had trouble spotting it even though I had an
address and basic directions.  It definitely doesn't look
like a bakery!

 Our Thanksgiving fiesta


Approaching Delta Swizzler


Cindy helps Liz and Brian secure their dinghy to
Delta Swizzler.

First order of business:  an icy cold martini!

Tod, Cindy, Mark, Liz and Brian on the flybridge for cocktails
and appetizers while watching the sunset.

The sunset

While the sun set, the full moon rose

Next:  turkey time!  Mark does the honors.
(Yes, that is the galley on the boat!)

Liz, Cindy and Mark loading up their plates.

Everyone sated and seated:  Mark, Cindy, Brian, Liz,
Tod, Donna and yours truly.

Party crasher

Moonlight on the water

Around La Cruz


You never know what you might come across just
wandering around.

I happened upon a lovely spot that was well off the
beaten path for cruisers:  Playa La Manzanilla.

At the end of a dirt road.  No gringos.

I decided to try one of the beachfront restaurants,
La Serandia.

The name comes from the wood-fired 
barbecue style of cooking.  It was
every bit as good as it looked.

November 20th was Mexican Revolution Day, and the
local school children dressed up in costumes and
paraded through the town.

Not all of them seemed happy about it.



I finally found a machine shop to do some work needed
to deal with the autopilot problem.


Luckily it was next to a fastener shop where I was 
able to get the specialized screws I needed.  It
was the third place I had tried.

At the first weekly market of the season in La Cruz

The La Cruz market has always been one of the best,
and this year it has almost doubled in size.

The food section is always popular.

A wide variety of food and drink is available.


 Music and dancers at the market


Flowers, Sunrises and Sunsets













Boat Work


While testing the old autopilot after installing the new
motor controller, several new problems arose, including
not stopping once the rudder hit the stops.  That resulted
in blowing out the end cap of the hydraulic cylinder,
dumping a bunch of hydraulic fluid into the bottom of
the lazarette.

The good news:  the end cap was held in place by a "C"
clip and was easily re-secured.  The O-ring appeared fine.

Decapitating a screw was the first step needed to
remove the hydraulic cylinder.

I needed to turn down some wine corks to plug the
hydraulic lines because I couldn't find any suitable 
plugs anywhere after looking for three days.
I used a washer to mark the center.

Did some rough preliminary trimming with a knife.

Then turned the screw into the center of the
cork, chucked it in the drill and turned
the end of the corks into a cone.

While not ideal, it did the job well enough so I could
pull the cylinder.

Next problem:  the base mounting screws were
completely rusted into the base plate.
I had to rip them out of the wood and fiberglass
mounting structure to get the cylinder out.

What's left of the mounting base after the plate
was ripped off.

Here you can see the separate small block (after it was
cleaned up) that broke off.

Old fiberglass matte and oily wood ground away

Getting ready to glue the block back in place with
thickened epoxy.

Block glued back in, epoxy filets added, two layers
of light roving and one of very heavy roving
with epoxy resin.

Rough spots ground fair and a final coat of epoxy resin

Old screws removed by machine shop and new 
stainless screws for remounting the base

Getting a perfectly mated surface by pressing base plate
into thickened epoxy, with a sheet of wax paper between.

Metal base plate removed, ready for paint.




November 15, 2018

Where have I been?  I spent an anxious couple of weeks in Los Angeles getting some health issues checked out and hoping I would be able to get a diagnosis and repair of my non-op autopilot.  I also voted and had a nice visit with Carol, but that wasn't related to the anxiety.   Other than a skin scrape biopsy for which the results are still outstanding, the health issues all turned out fine.  I also got lucky on getting needed parts back before my return flight.  HOWEVER, the autopilot is still not working.  The factory suspects a lightning strike, but now I will have to try shipping several components from Mexico to the US, at best expensive and at worst risky.  And perhaps contend with the insurance company to get some reimbursement.   It will take several days of effort just to remove the components, research shipping (DHL seems the best bet), and get it packed and shipped.  Stay tuned!

While I haven't had much opportunity for fun since my return to Mexico, it's encouraging to see that the cruising season has begun:  No more thunderstorms and temperatures, especially at night, are coming down.  I hope I will be able to get the autopilot issues resolved so I can enjoy it!

The bad motor controller for the autopilot.  The blown fuse
was an indication of bad problems within.

The new updated motor controller installed.  Initially it still
failed to run the motor, but after a couple of days of 
messing with cable connections, the motor worked. 
HOWEVER...

The pilothouse controller did not display the course or
control the rudder.  More testing and then back to the maker.

This is why you need to change the air filter on a marine
engine even though there is no dust on the ocean.
There are grungies, including fan belt dust.  
I had to bring back a new one from the US because
 I couldn't find one in Mexico.

Sunrise behind Circadian.  Most now are cloudless with
the coming of the dry season.

The marina at sunrise

It's not a joke.

On one of my gear-hunting expeditions into
Puerto Vallarta, I finally found a Chinese
restaurant that was a least one step above
the fast-food steam table places that you
usually find.

The white-collared seed-eaters decided to take full advantage
of the long docklines I deployed across the vacant slip
next to me during hurricane season.

Good thing, because the lines had to be removed before the
crowd from the Baja Ha Ha arrives and the slip is neeeded.

I squeezed in some time saying goodbye to friends before
I left for LA and they left for points south.  Here I'm
enjoying a drink on Footloose, Mike and Lisa's big beautiful
catamaran.

The start of a big bon voyage dinner at a fancy Italian
restaurant in Bucerias.  Maureen and Lisa enjoying
the view.

The rest of the crowd (clockwise from front left):
Donna, Lisa, Bob, Maureen, Mike, Lou, Patrice, Tod.

Popcorn clouds on the approach to LA

Sundown from the air


Adjusting to LA?  Halloween!

Carol got into it.  Pretty scary!

LA wall mural

An evening at the LA County Museum of Art

One of the exhibits displayed Mimbre pottery from
an ancient people living in New Mexico from the 
10th to 12th century.


I voted, but had to use a provisional ballot.  I hope it
was counted!

I tend to revert to black and white imagery when
I visit LA.  This is one of the many cacti in Carol's 
front yard.

The big wooden flat file in Carol's
dining room has a long history.