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Pacific Bliss

June 14th, 2008 · 3 Comments

In the twilight of morning as the sun approached, I woke to realize this life we’re living is nothing short of remarkable.

Our trip to the Las Perlas islands was a incredible. The passage there tested our nerve as we navigated through a maze of lumber washed into the sea by a recent storm.  We caught 2 good sized Bonito’s that we gobbled down the first night at anchorage. Kyber’s culinary wizardry amazed this salivating crew of munch-mongers. The endless stars, shooting and stationary, reminded us of the simple joys earned by traveling off the beaten path in remote destinations. We were primed for more adventure and beckoned the sun to reveal tomorrows wonder.

After a morning snorkel session we weighed anchor to explore more of the “Pearls”. We motored in high tide knowing the dangers that lurk below these waters that thrust and plummet nearly 20 feet. We found a chill spot in between two islands that we had to ourselves. We dropped the Red Rocket from the davits and raced to a nearby beach for some frisbie-frolicking.

The next morning we awoke to discover a graveyard of of insects that had migrated to our ship. We looked around to find a new island had revealed itself in the ebbing tide. After multiple rounds of coffee went down the hatch and through the heads we were amped for more exploration in this island paradise. We decided to drop the hook at the isle de Pedro Gonzales among the palm tree lined beach.

The cruising guide recommended a trek through the herb gardens there so we decided to inquire within. In the one and only shack on the beach resided a lively 87 year old. This farmer was happy to give us avocados and his special blend of sweet smelling herbs that he promised would keep the bugs at bay.

After two days of meandering through the dense jungle, sprawling beaches and perfect waters around this island we had to head back to civilization. Sandor’s time with this floating frat of frothers had come to an end , so we motored through the rain towards the urban sprawl.

Lately we’ve been residing in the oil-slicked waters of Flamenco Marina enduring the daily barrage of tropical rain.Sometimes it’s easy to be bogged down by the weight of the mundane. Boatwork, provisioning, boredom- the daily chores done while baking in the tropics all tend to drown out the excitement of this saga we’re creating. But in these simple moments of a radiant dawn, the reality of this escapade slaps me in the face. EVERY moment of this life is bliss. The mountains wouldn’t look so striking if it weren’t for the depth of the valleys. The minor headaches from time spent in a marina accentuates the reward achieved once we arrive in the next pristine anchorage.
Thanks for living your dream and sharing it with us Kyber. You’ve enlightened us all with your your many skills and talents.

Tomorrow we depart so we can dust off our boardbags. Panama’s surf soaked shores await us.

-Ben Anglin

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3 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Candy // Jun 14, 2008 at 10:35 pm

    Very well said, Kyber, Ben and Khalil. We love reading of your adventures here in SB and feel very fortunate to be able to view so many wonderful photos. Keep them coming.
    Candy, Kyber’s Mom

  • 2 Jamie // Jun 15, 2008 at 1:47 pm

    its a bitch to be so free….honor the father today! Happy Fathers day to all you guys! My son was up and running yesterday on his first East beach kiteboard water session…that was a gift in itself! I was having the best day ever until an old piece of lobster trap hiding in the surf line punctured my foot….stuck in about 2 inches, then I yanked it out! Ouch! Oh well, I will survive! Take care and score some surf! JD

  • 3 keci // Aug 19, 2008 at 10:19 am

    and what happened to the snake?
    how did you manage to throw it back to sea, or did you ?
    seems like a bit dangereous to keep it as a pet :)

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