In our last blog I said when you read this we will be out to sea going to Belize. I chickened out and we came back to our old slip. In a lot of our blogs I have said that it can get real out there quick. This time we went on to the bottom of the lake and anchored up at Texas Mike’s in the lagoon in “Cuatro Cayos” We were the only boat anchored there. It’s like a dream for us to anchor in places like this. Our old home built schooner setting so still with dug-out canoes coming by with the indigenous trying to sell you something. Our plan was to go on to Livingston and check out the next day then try to get over the bar in the river at 3:00pm high tide in the afternoon. This means the wind would be against us and we would be anchoring in the dark in our first anchorage. If we were the only boat leaving at this time of day this meat we my not have the guy most people use if we got stuck on the bar going over and I’m not letting the dock boys there that are always trying to hustle you when we are there touch our boat. When we were at Mike’s the people there said they were having terrible storms at night. Our first anchorage is open to south and west winds. The next morning, “Pam is a bilge rat always looking and checking on things she said “The commode was giving trouble and the rudder stuffing box is leaking a little.” I just went back to bed with her saying “I think we can make it.” The night thunder storm that night was enough to make me chicken and the “I think we can make it wasn’t helping me any.” When I finely did get up we had a day off with me fixing things on the boat. That night the storms were worse. The next morning we motored back up the lake to our old slip. We will try again soon but life in the Rio Dulce is not bad. We have only been back from the states three weeks now and life here is “Caribbean good.” Crowded streets with no sidewalks.
Many more motor bikes than cars and people living their lives a lot slower than in the US. Here a young farmer is delivering goat milk fresh. Bring your container or he will sell you a cup or a jar. I didn’t ask but you may can milk a goat yourself. A lot of people were petting the goats I did a little myself but warm goat milk straight form a goat is not my thing.
We will try again to go on to Belize sometime but for now it’s fried plantains and cold Pepsi in glass bottles like the old days in the states.




