October our backyard

October our backyard

Panama

Panama
Red Frog Beach

Thursday, March 4, 2010

New Years Cartagena

New Years eve was different for me this year, I went to the town of Trabaco with three other couples. Kathy and Dan Suzy and John plus Jan and Bill. We stayed in this picturesque Spanish style hotel outside of the town of Trabaco. During the afternoon there was a bullfight taking place. This one was a little different because it is and audience participation event, if you want you can go in the arena and run with the bulls when they are let out. Which meant in this case, a lot of people try not to get gored or run over by the bulls. The arena is a huge wooden contraption with at least six mariachi brass bands playing loudly and a huge crowd of people in the arena and the stands yelling and having a great time as they antagonize the bull into cashing them around the ring. After several bulls were let out we went into town to watch the fireworks and mingle in the crowds in the main square. It seems that every one in the countryside came out to the festival and set up a booth of some sort. Food, games of chance, beer, and children's games, with a large smattering of souvenirs , And then the fireworks. They do not hold back on fireworks it just goes on and on through out the night.

CARTAGENA COLUMBIA

Our arrival in Cartagena took place in the late afternoon. By the time we motored into the very large and well marked harbor it was dark. My only concern had been a shoal near the entrance of the anchorage, which turned out to have a large well lit monument on it. We chose to anchor near the container docks and a large dock that accommodated extra cruise ships. Once we checked into the country Gil and I set out to explore the the Old City. It is walking into the past in a Spanish city. Cobblestone streets lined with three story buildings with bougainvillea covered balconies cascading in pink and red. The city boasts a huge arts and music culture, while we were there they had a music festival and there were many art exhibits throughout the city. On any given day there is something of interest going on which is well advertised. Gil and I toured the naval museum and San Felipe Fort,who's fort walls extend around the old city. We also visited the museum of the Inquisition, to be accused of being a witch was not a good thing. When we arrived the Miss Columbia pageant was taking place. The Colombians take this very seriously. There is a week long festival with a huge parade, during which you have to arm yourself with cornstarch, powdered tempera paint, cans of foam and bags of water. All of these accoutrement's you use on all bystanders at the parade and all the open air festivities. Obviously old clothing is a must because you end up very decorated and drunk. Once the fanfare of the pageant was done the city moved on to getting ready for Christmas. During the preparation of this they have at least one to two day religious Holiday's every week and more festivals. Around this time Gil found out he had to travel back to Canada and I was left to babysit the boat on my own And let me tell you it was a hardship festivals,happy hour at a local Cantina every Wednesday, volleyball three times a week, plus an excursion to see a bullfight. Oh!, yeah did I tell you I drank sun downers on other boats every night. I barely had time to decorate the boat with Christmas lights and entertain old friends and the new ones I had met. Seriously the harbor was beautiful at night there were many sailboats that lit up their lights and with the lights from the city it was a fairyland. During Christmas week the boating community organized a Christmas Ball with dinner and dancing, Everyone dugout their evening apparel and traded in their flip flops for dancing shoes. Christmas Day was a little lonely with Gil still in Canada but I was invited to breakfast on Christmas morning aboard Caborat. Suzy and John made an exellant meal and then we all had to get busy with cooking our dishes for the potluck Christmas dinner we were having in Old Town at a hostil. The hostil is owned by the same woman who owns the marina that we used. Chandelara was gracious and let us use her facilities. She decorated it beautifully with flowers and candlelight. After that a group of us went to a Small town named Trabaco to celebrate New years Eve.

The Journey Begins

My dad and I left the Soo on January 5 2008.

About Me

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Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada
I am Katerina Precepa, newly retired and going sailing with my best friend and soul mate Gilbert Quesnel. Who happens to be the captian of the fine sailing vessel Endorfin. Gilbert has been a water well driller for thirty five years. I worked in a steelmill for thirty years. The both of us will be leaving a lot of family members behind. Gilbert, a son and two daughters five grand children, his brother and sister and his wonderful mom. I am saying goodbye to seven brothers and two sisters,my son and his wife, my daughter plus six of my own grandchildren. Before I forget all of the many neices and nephews.

what Gil's leaving behind

what Gil's leaving behind
the pension

The crapper

The crapper
When you got to go

manatee

manatee
a really thirsty one

Florida

Florida
dolphins

fishing off coast of Cuba

fishing off coast of Cuba
dinner

Gil's tuna

Gil's tuna
Only 28 pounds

thirty pounds tuna

thirty pounds tuna
how to fillet on a rolling sailboat

crossing to mexico

crossing to mexico
hitchhiker