Tenacatita 2014

Dusk Tenacatita

For whatever reason, Tenacatita feels like home.  Barra offers many restaurants, shopping etc but Tenacatita feeds your soul. 
 Our trip here yesterday was good in so far as the waves were almost non existent, but as there was no wind we also could not sail.  As a result it was a short trip and we were lunching at noon.
Tenacatita is a veritable village right now.  Finding a place to drop our anchor took us a few minutes, and then finding ourselves a bit too neighbourly with another sailboat, we took up the anchor and made a move.
Then it was off to the beach to socialize and speak with people that we had not seen for a year...and of course meet a whole new group
Friday is the raft-up and it was by far the biggest we have attended.   I made appetizers for about 25 people (ham roll-ups) but they certainly never made it around the group.  With more than 30 boats at anchor (and many people did not come to the raft up), the crowd may have numbered 40 but who was counting.  The raft up always has a theme and yesterday the theme was 'your talent'.  There was music, poetry, jewellery, books, and then the rest of us talent-less people having to 'fess up.
Last night just before dark, the bay was an abstract painting of pinks and blues....calm and exotic.  Once again I did not have my camera but I will hope that we will have a replay tonight and I will post photos tomorrow.
The visiting dolphins woke Patches and I (NOTHING wakes Bob is seems).  But they were well behaved as they did not rattle our anchor chain.
This morning was a work morning...Bob does most of the cleaning as I have kept my role as the interior worker.  After being in the Barra lagoon, the boat is covered in green slimy stuff which Bob scrubs off with a brush.  After he did that job, he rearranged (?) the anchor chain.  I compare that to tidying the cupboard where I keep my plastic bowls and lids.  You reach a point where it seems the lids have disappeared and nothing is working.  So the chain gets twisted, etc and needs to be untwistedd...that is my version of what happened the morning.  For the moment the book looks pretty nice inside and out.  
Today I am swimming into the beach with some women.  Apparently they are swimmers after my own heart...swim, float, chat...and finally make it to shore.  We will be accompanies by dinghies so that the local fishermen don't mow us down.  The afternoon activities consist of Bocche (beach rules) and Mexican train.  We sometimes play Bocche but I am best at sitting under the palapa drinking beer!!  Maybe that is my talent!!
Another magnificent day has come...calm waters, blue skies and a gentle breeze to keep the bugs at bay.....

Tenacatita Bay