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We left San Diego one month after our “marina neighbors” Sam and Dave. We knew they were heading out, knew they were going Southbound, but that’s all we knew.

Two days ago, we anchored in a random small bay near La Paz. We loaded our bikes onto our dinghy, motored out to the beach where we knew a road could take us to a nearby beach (Tecolote) and eat tacos. Fried fish tacos are the local delicacy here! Yum!

 

When we finally got back to our anchored boat, the bay was no longer empty but had other boats. After checking one of them out with our binoculars – lo and behold – one of those boats happened to be our MARINA NEIGHBORS! Is that freaky cool or what?

We jumped back on the dinghy, zapped out their way and… where THEY ever happy to see us! Their food supply was down to the bare minimum as they planned on eating any canned goods they had. Of course we invited them over for supper and had a great evening.

But what are the odds? Anchoring in an empty middle of nowhere bay to find yourself smack dab next to your neighbors from like 800 miles away from home??? Just thought you may want to know about that. Because if I think its a cool story, then it mustbe a cool story!