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We woke up to sunlight beaming down our
hatch and strange noises, we have never heard before. We are not
sure what it was, but it was something big and deep sounding. We
described the sound to some friends here and they said it was howler
monkeys.
We went outside and sat on the deck to
listen. The animals were constant. Dark clouds began to
gather around us. Lightning and thunder were getting closer.
We checked the radar, sure enough, it was heading our way.
We closed all the hatches below and
prepared for rain. We were down to about 1/2 tank of water, so
after the deck received a good soaking bath, we plugged up the scuppers and
siphoned the rain water into our water tank once again.
We then got out the shampoo and soap
and took a shower in the rain. Of course, when you get all
soaped up........right......the rain becomes a light shower, then stops.
Our first rain shower. Nice.

Once the rain stopped, at about 7:30
a.m. Sonny pulled up the anchor and we raised the mainsail. No
wind, so we slowly left the anchorage. We have to wait until 10:35
a.m. for high tide to cross the bar.
Right at 10:35, we arrived at
Livingston and followed the markers in as we crossed the bar. We
had .6 foot under our keel, at times. But, we made it without a
bump.
After we crossed the
bar, we went nearby to
anchor, with our "Q" (quarantine) flag flying, so immigration, customs
and the Port Captain would come to our boat.
While they were aboard, a sailboat nearby
that we had been watching swung around too close to our boat. So the
officials went over and pulled up the anchor and set it again while the
owner was in town and we, in turn, moved farther away from the roaming
sailboat.
At about 2 p.m., we
had cleared all of our paperwork and headed down the Rio Dulce River.
It was so beautiful! The video camera and digital camera were
going constantly. What do you think?

As we headed down the river, we followed the path
thru the twists and turns.

There were huge cliffs on both sides.

We wandered 10 miles along the river.

It was so pretty......
Our marina is 20 miles from Livingston,
so we had to anchor along the way.
We dropped anchor behind Cayo Grande, an
island in the El Golfete portion of the Rio Dulce, about 10 miles
inland. It was an awesome place.
We went for a swim and Sonny was still in
the water while I was on deck and I saw something out of the corner of
my eye.
It was a homemade Cayucos with two small Mayan girls inside who had
rowed, with a board for a paddle, probably 1/2 mile to see us.
They were very shy, but curious. We gave them each a bag of
candy, and made friends with them instantly. Their names were
Maria, 10 years old on the right, and Yolanda, 7 years old, on the left.
They spoke no English, so Sonny managed to communicate in Spanish to
them. The girls were very small.

We had been watching them ashore in their
modest home on the water with our binoculars. We noticed they had
a younger brother, so we went over to take him a bag of candy. We
met their family and enjoyed them.

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