Here's a photo of Gumbo Ya-Ya after the blisters
on her water line were repaired with high-build epoxy.


And here's a shot of the good ship Gumbo after she received
her first coat of primer. Notice the plastic wrapping that was used
to protect the areas of the boat that were NOT to be painted.
Kurt had to crawl through this many times a day.


This is what Kurt saw every night from the cockpit of Gumbo.
Basically NOTHING!!


Of course, if Kurt looked in the other direction he got a good view
of the Mexican flag - at least until the strong Santa Ana winds blew it apart.


And speaking of strong Santa Ana winds, they hit Ensenada
with a vengeance and caused huge brush fires at the same time
that San Diego was burning up.


A pretty good shot (from Gumbo's cockpit) of the wind blowing.


And another shot of the fires.


At night, the fires got to looking pretty darn scary.
Kind of a blurry photo, but if you look closely, you can see the fires
on the hill right above Ensenada.


While the fires burned, Kurt went to eat shrimp tacos at $1 a pop.
This is what a typical Mexican taco bar looks like. You get your tacos
and then add the fixin's you see here: onions, salsa, guacamole, sour cream,
hot sauce and shredded cabbage. Yummie!


This is the painter applying the final coats of LPU paint.


Here's a view of Ensenada harbor from the old fort at the top of the hill.
You'll notice the two cruise ships that would come in once or twice a
week - disgorging thousands of tourists who would hit the
town in a buying frenzy.


The restrooms and showers at Baja Naval Boatyard.
For all of you who have never lived on your boat while hauled out in a boatyard,
you won't appreciate how nice it is to have CLEAN facilities.
And these were the cleanest we've ever seen.


Here's the "name guy" re-applying our name with vinyl lettering instead of paint.


Can you spot what's wrong with this picture?
I didn't notice until he started on the second side of the boat!


Gumbo Ya-Ya - all dressed up and ready to go!!


Sunset at the Baja Naval Marina in Ensenada.


Gregorio (L) and his apprentice (R).
These are the guys that did 90% of the work on our boat.


What some of the kids in Ensenada did at night.


Amanda and her boyfriend. She ran the internet cafe that Kurt would visit
once or twice a day to send and receive emails.


Some "Norte" musicians hamming it up for Kurt on Dia de los Muertos.


Korum and Jherek 30 years from now.


More "Norte" musicians playing for a family in a beauty salon on Dia de los Muertos.


The anchorage at Turtle Bay, about 300 miles south of Ensenada.


The village at Turtle Bay.


Sailing at sunset off Baja California.


We traded a bottle of "2 buck Chuck" and 2 pepsi for these 3 "bugs".


This is the small lobster fisherman village up the estuary at Bahia Santa Maria.
This estuary was a very strange ecosystem - desert mountains on one side,
white sand dunes on the other, and a mangrove marsh running right down the middle.


Another view of the fish camp, with the mountains in the background.


Sunset at Bahia Santa Maria.


A view looking down at the mountains on the left, the dunes in the distance,
and the mangroves in the middle.


A view from half way up the mountain, looking down at the anchorage.


Gumbo Ya-Ya laying at anchor at Bahia Santa Maria.


Departing Bahia Magdalena at dawn.


Sailing downwind toward Cabo.


Approaching Cabo Falso (which is actually further south
than Can San Lucas) from offshore.


Cabo San Lucas at dusk.


Another cruising boat sharing the Cabo anchorage with us.


The famous arches at Cabo San Lucas.


The pinnacle rocks at Cabo.