Hydration, Or The Lack Thereof

When we started the refit on Selkie, we decided to remove a 15 gallon diesel tank in order to store more fresh water. We figured we would be water limited more than anything else in planning our time away from civilization. As it turns out, we’ve yet to come close to...

An Ode To The Triggerfish

For months now, every beach we’ve walked upon that has shown any trace of human existence has been littered with the filleted remains of the triggerfish (Balistes polylepis).  With so many fisherman obviously eating this little creature, we have assumed that it was...

Fish and Chipotle Alfredo Over Mole Verde Rice

As promised a few days ago, here’s a good recipe using nothing that requires refrigeration. This of course assumes that you are in a place where you can catch a fresh fish, but I suppose canned sardines or herring would do well also. First, you must row out into the...

We Drag Anchor and Lose Bojangles

  The next island on the route was Isla Partida, shown in the guidebook to have two anchorages, one with protection from northerlies and one with protection from southerlies. The forecast called for moderate northwest wind, and it looked like we’d have decent...

Tianguis: A Farmer’s Market Mexican Style

The smoke of pork fat and adobado dripping on mesquite coals greets us as we enter the market place of Empalme. The ice mongers yell over the roar of the cutters that turn block into cubes, and beneath that, the chatter of barter consumes all else. Tianguis is what...