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So we sailed out of Cabo, well, motored...what a total zoo! Jetski's, pangas, glass-bottom tour boats, all trying to squeeze their way through the tiny channel between the breakwater on the way out.
Captain Jon guides us into the busy fuel dock and we top off Pura Vida's tanks- we've used just over a quarter of a tank since we left Marina Del Rey, 900 miles- not too shabby, just a teenie tiny carbon footprint in the sand. We also refill our two diesel and two gas jerry cans we have lashed to the foredeck. Deisel for the boat, gas for the generator and the outboard. We bought this super nifty generator before we left, a 2000 watt little fireplug that we set up on deck when we are at anchor. The genny lets us run the fridge without relying on Old Perkie and Solar does everything else.
We had a laugh watching two resident bull sea lions literally "beg" for fish off the transom's of passing fishing boats. These 800 pound puppy dogs, chase the fish boats, somehow launch their girth onto the swim platforms of the tiny vessels without sinking them and are tossed a few bait fish after which, they slide back into the water and move onto the next boat.
We motor out and squeeze between galactic cruise ships and an amazing spectacle- the monumental idiocy of American's on vacation. This is fat middle-aged people being sleigh-rided on banana boats or towed through the air on parachutes or zooming around on Jet-skis. Incidentally, you do not need a license to drive a jet ski, or parasail. or banana boat...which means there can be no insurance claim if you hurt yourself, which means you can essentially have had a lobotomy and still do any of these activities.  I think
that explains what attracts certain people to these sports. It is the simulation of "risk". Not actual risk. which is kind of akin to simulating love or sex or anything else exciting and risky. I know, that once on a parasail or a banana boat...these people all feel silly. They do. They must. They certainly look embarrassed enough. The idea is fun but the activity has been robbed of all adult content. You are in a grown-up "jolly-jumper" and you know it.
As we motored past these human cat toys, Kai asked me, "Is that fun. mommy?"
"No."
"Do you like Jet-ski's?"
"No"
"why not?" he said, I could tell he wasn't  impressed with my answers already.
"Because it's boring" I said, adjusting the sails.
'You think everything is either boring or terrifying" he said.
I had to think about this for a minute.
"No." I answered smearing his nose in number 350 sunblock...the kind made for albinos and cave mice.
" I think everything is boring or terrifying or AWESOME".
I glanced down at the GPS the next point on the horizon is...Punta Palmira...
I'm hoping for Awesome.