Daniel the Czech sailor aboard his steel cutter, "Waterbird". As San Cristobal has a much nicer anchorage than Santa Cruz (offshore breeze, no swell), most of the cruising sailors stop by here enroute the Marquesas, usually coming from Panama. I met Daniel, who had sailed from Europe to the Carribbean, spent a year or two, and was now on a mission to go to Antarctica (after the southern winter is over, to be sure). With just a masher and a whisk, he was able to mush together a fantastic banana smoothie aboard his boat. He was stoked because he met the banana farmer, and got to ride in the pickup to the plantation, and choose a gargantuan lot of bananas for his trip westward.
If you look really close, in the center, you can see the sails of the "Waterbird" raised, leaving the harbor to follow the sunset.
Whereas Daniel was solo, the folks aboard the "Natural Mystic" were having an absolute party. Led by 30-some year old Captain Kyber from Santa Barbara (of all places!), and the crew consisting of Khalil the Kiwi, Dizzy the Ozzie, and Ben from the east coast, these fellas were living it up - aboard a 55ft almost-new catamaran, a super-fast dinghy surf mobile, and a really good attitude. All the ladies in town wanted to meet them. They were anchored nearby Playa Man, the town beach, so I´d swim out there every so often, to froth over the boat. Like all boat owners, they did their share of maintenance work, dealing with immigration officials, and debating whether they should leave or wait for that swell that was coming in a few days... read about their travels here.
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