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Hotel Olas with dinghy dock out front, $2 beer and decent wifi.

Passage: Colon to Bocas del Toro

This post  missed the insertion into the blog – it was supposed to go live 4/7 so it is reeally behind.  Bocas del Toro are in the Atlantic side, part of Panama…but still a good post.

We completed our work in Shelter Bay and decided to sail to Bocas del Toro.  Since we have three weeks before our transit date it does not make sense to spend that time in the marina (even though it is really nice) when we can spend it exploring new islands.

Bocas del Toro is a province of Panama comprising many islands off the Caribbean coast and just 30 miles from Costa Rican border.  Christopher Columbus discovered this area on his 4th and final voyage in 1502 and was anchored in the same bay that Sugar Shack dropped the hook.  In the 19th century, several people migrated here bringing their slaves to avoid taxes including the Scottish, English, Knapp’s from Jamaica, and the Shepherd family.  For more history on the Bocas, visit this site.

Our dock neighbors, “Ka Lani Kai” at 50′ Catana, were short one engine and had to be hauled out.  It would be much easier for them to maneuver with us gone so we decided to leave around noon.  We originally planned on stopping at the Rio Chagres, a fresh water river, before heading all the way to Bocas del Toro.  That was the “plan.”

With Matt at the helm, we left the marina as I started to stow our lines and fenders.  We had (4) lines holding us to the dock and 4 of our large A4 ball fenders and 8 of our F4 tube fenders.  I wanted to stow them before they got wet, not such a good idea.

Heading out of the marina into the breakwater, between the “explosive anchor markers” and the sea wall was like being in a washing machine.  The seas were coming from every direction, the wind was howling, the boat was banging on each wave causing huge splashes.  And where am I?  At the bow, on the tramp, holding on to the netting with one hand, and the fenders with the other.  Not my brightest moment. I returned to the cockpit soaked to the bone as Matt said “how was your bath?”  Not the way I anticipated starting this voyage, but the fenders are all stowed.

Our destination is 145 miles away from us and for some reason we got our timing mixed up. Matt had said it would take 18 hours to get there and that stuck in my head.  If we had done the math, we would have known we were way, way off.  We usually use 5 knots as our average speed which would get us to Bocas del Toro in 29 hours.  Even if we averaged 6 knots an hour it would take us 24 hours,

The forecast showed good winds for our passage, but they were going to die down over the next few days.  We set the main and jib with one reef, after the hour it took us to get out of the marina, motor 3 miles out of the channel, and clear the breakwater.

It was a great, fast sail in the beginning, we had 18-25 knots of wind, 2 meter waves and an average speed of 7.5 knots.  With our good wind and the prospect of no wind over the next few days we decided to skip Rio Chagres and do that on the way back to Colon.  At dusk, the wind started to slow down so we shook out the jib and carried on as night descended upon us.

Matt made dinner and as I cleaned up he took the first night shift 2000-2300.  The winds slowed down considerably and he brought the jib in.  On my shift Matt only slept for about 30-40 minutes before waking up again.  The winds had shifted and were now on our nose making our main sail useless so we brought that down as well.  Motoring along at 2,000 RPM, head into the wind we should be making 5 knots.

But wait, we weren’t!  Off the peak and down a wave we would average 3-5 knots, but in the trough and up the wave we would average 1-3 knots.  It was pitch black at night and we could not see what was causing us to slow down so much.  Sure, the waves were big, but 1-3 knots, come on?

Around 0400 Matt checked the pilot charts and realized that we were in a strong easterly current that was pushing us in the opposite direction we wanted to go (it was in cahoots with the wind).

We arrived to the Bocas del Toro channel around 1430 and what a welcome site it was.  Several islands surround the Bahia Almirante, including: Isla Colon, Bocas Town, Cayo Bastimentos, Cayo Nancy, and Isla Christobal.  Our friends on “Wandering Rose” were anchored on the southern tip of Bocas Town so we motored around the huge reef and anchored our ship.

Bocas del Toro Town, or just Bocas Town is at the southern tip of Isla Colón, in the Caribbean Sea.   Bars and restaurants fill the waterfront making for a colorful photo.

Bocas Town waterfront view.

Bocas Town waterfront view.

We were exhausted, but felt the need to go ashore and explore.  The dinghy dock at Hotel Olas was pretty easy to find as the hotel is a bright yellow.  Our friends Dave and Mary, “Wandering Rose” were there interneting away. They gave us a few tips about the island before we set out to explore.  It was close to 1800, the sun was setting, on a Sunday during carnival.  We did not expect to see many stores open, but we were surprised.  The town was starting to stir, locals were putting on costumes, and music was blaring, as we explored the small town.  We did not stay out long as we were hungry and tired.

Hotel Olas with dinghy dock out front, $2 beer and decent wifi.

Hotel Olas with dinghy dock out front, $2 beer and decent wifi.

PASSAGE TO BOCAS DEL TORO:

  • Total miles traveled: 145 miles (+3 miles out of the breakwater)
  • Total travel time: 27:23  (less 1 hour to leave breakwater)
  • Overall trip: 5.3 avg
  • Max speed: 12.5
We all have our vices.

Journey from Las Perlas to La Playita

Up and away we go, time to leave Las Perlas.  We have a 45-mile journey back to the next anchorage, La Playita.  It was eerily quiet, with flat, flat seas and a strange haze all around us.  Our wind indicator pointed to our location which meant we had no sails up. But, with 2000 RPM’s we were averaging 7 knots of boat speed.

Eerily still and hazy on the way to La Playita.

Eerily still and hazy on the way to La Playita.

A small pod of 5-6 dolphins came to play with us for a while.   They did not stay long on our journey, but they made a big impression.

Dolphins swam with us on the way to La Playita

Dolphins swam with us on the way to La Playita

I took this picture of my reflection in the water while we were underway, that is how still the water was on this trip.  I am laying down on the tramp, you can see the mast behind me.  Pretty cool.

My reflection on the water while underway.

My reflection on the water while underway.

We were all enjoying the large amount of wildlife around us, tons of birds, dolphins, sting rays, turtles, fish, and whales.

Heather enjoying the wildlife in the Pacific.

Heather enjoying the wildlife in the Pacific.

As we approached La Playita, we were accosted by huge cargo ships, car transports, and mega yachts.  The commercial vessels are waiting to transit the canal or they just transited the canal.  And evidently, La Playita is home to many, many mega sport fishing boats and mega yachts.

Large cargo ships & yachts in La Playita anchorage.

Large cargo ships & yachts in La Playita anchorage.

There is a beautiful view of Panama City as you approach and leave the La Playita anchorage.  Bottom photo is La Playita anchorage.

View of Panama City and La Playita on the bottom

View of Panama City and La Playita on the bottom

There was no wind when we arrived to the La Playita anchorage so all of the boats were facing every which way.  Great!  We found a spot close to a few familiar boats and dropped the hook.

We enjoyed a little leisure time, each doing our best to cool off as it was stifling hot with the lack of wind.  Not getting much relief, we headed to shore to grab some lunch.

On the way to the dinghy dock, we saw Barry from “White Shadow” who told us which restaurant had the best wifi.  Now we have a destination, which is always good.  We easily found the dinghy dock, unloaded, and went on our way.  I stopped by the marina office to pay the dinghy dock fee ($50 per week-OUCH) and met the others down the road.

We walked by a mini market, Abernathy (chandlery), and a few tourist traps before we found the main road.  There is a row of restaurants, but we headed toward a pizza place called La Eskinita, where we enjoyed a cool breeze while overlooking the marina.

We did a little window shopping as there are tons of tourist stores, found a great ice cream parlor and a café with decent wifi.  All the important things in life.  We ran into Johanna from “Iriss” and she showed us another place with decent wifi called Hacienda.

We all have our vices.

We all have our vices.

It was late in the day when we headed back to the boat.  On our way, we stopped by “Kokopeli” (Brian and Mizzy) who were hosting “Nomad” (Tom and Susan) for sundowners.  We chatted a bit and headed on.  We had not seen these boats since Portobello.

Since we ate so late in the day, we were not hungry for dinner, so we served cheese and crackers and left-over pizza.  It was a rolly night as the fishing boats, tankers, and pangas go by at crazy fast speeds.

The next morning, Heather, Michael, and Wayne packed.  It was time for them to head back to the states.  We transferred Heather’s great photos from her camera to our phones, made breakfast, and chatted until we had to make our way to shore.  Omar, the taxi driver who picked up Wayne would pick up our group and take them to Tocumen airport.  It has been an amazing journey and we were thrilled to have them on Sugar Shack.  Always sad to say “goodbye.”

Matt and I wandered around the little town to get the “lay of the land”, headed back to the boat, did some laundry and tried to stay cool as it was a hot one.

Wildlife in the Pacific Seen in First 2 Days:

  • Whale spouts
  • Dolphnis
  • Stingrays
  • Jelly Fish
  • Variety of Birds
  • Turtles
Isla Chapala Amazing Rock

Balboa Yacht Club to Archipielago de las Perlas

We had a full boat with 7 people and needed to take them to an island.  So, we decided to head toward Archipielago de las Perlas.   The Pearl Islands is a group of 200 or more islands and islets lying about 30 miles off the Pacific coast of Panama in the Gulf of Panama.

The weather report showed it being  a downwind sail for this 40-mile journey, but Mother Nature had something else in mind.  We started with the wind coming from 90-120 degrees at 15-18 knots.  So, we put up full jib and main sails which gave us 5-6 knots of boat speed.  An hour later, the wind shifted and came from 120-180 degrees at 12-15 knots, which is a great kite run.  So, we hoisted up “Big Bertha” (our large spinnaker), brought in the jib and flew the main and spin for a few hours.

Big Bertha makes a splash with our friends.

Big Bertha makes a splash with our friends.

On the way, we spotted a few whale spouts.  We thought they were dolphins at first, but the giant water spout was a dead giveaway. Unfortunately, they were too far away for us to capture on film.

The wind died down again and we had to take Bertha down and motor sail with just the jib.  We arrived at Isla Contadora which is the most developed island in the Archipielago de las Perlas.  It has an airport, ferry dock, desalination plant, power plant, and eateries.  Evidently, Panamanians come here to holiday.

We picked up one of the moorings, set out our boat toys and enjoyed the day. We had lots of entertainment including incoming and outgoing planes, skydivers, and a helicopter landing on a yacht.  Evidently, we picked up a mooring right under the flight path so it gave us a great view (almost as good as St. Barths).   Our neighbor, Samara, a 75’ power cat had a helicopter on its stern.  The helicopter arrived in the morning and left in the evening – delivering various guests.

Samara yacht has its own helicopter

Samara yacht has its own helicopter

After several days on the boat, we decided to take everyone to shore for a little exploring.  We have to step foot on at least a few islands in the Las Perlas chain.  There is a long sandy beach that needed to be walked on and a bar with our name on it.  Without planning, Stacy, Heather and I managed to color coordinate with each other (and a flowering plant).  We stopped in for some cold beverages at the Villa Condessa del Mar beach bar and enjoyed some super-fast wifi.

Image: Top left Sugar Shack with approaching plane; Sugar Shack in the background with our brand in the sand; Middle: Stacy, Heather, and I; Bottom: Stacy and Gene below a large mountain home, and Heather and Michael on a rock in front of Sugar Shack.

Isla Chapera is a neighboring island in Las Perlas with a bit of a checkered past.  Click the Isla Chapera link to find out why. We decided to explore it so we packed a cooler and made the 1-mile journey in Sweetie to the next island.  It was a stunning landscape with the beach, tall rocky mountains, and huge trees.  There was this amazing rock that had a beautiful display of layers of stratigraphy.

IMAGE: Top: Stacy, me, and Heather with Matt on top of the rock and Wayne and Michael on the right; Middle: Heather, Matt, and Michael enjoying the water; Bottom: Matt conquering the rock and playing hide and seek.

Isla Chapala in Las Perlas

Isla Chapala in Las Perlas

We walked around the corner of the island on the rocks before heading back to the beach area.  It was really pretty to see the changes in the rock from years, probably decades, of being in and out of the water.  The tides rise 5 meters (yep, 25’) daily. Pretty amaze balls.  We encountered two fisherman who brought back their fishing net to the beach to unload the fish into their fishing well.  In 15 minutes they caught dozens of these large orange fish – do you know what they are called?

After returning to the boat, Matt put out the SUP boards, floaties, and Peggy Sue.  And it was time to play!  I shared my prior experience of trying to mount Peggy Sue which was challenging to say the least.  She is slippery when wet.  Being the brave one, Stacy went first.  After two attempts and fails, I went, and failed.  Finally, Heather decided to show us how it’s done.

Not to be outdone, Stacy and I decided we needed to get on with Heather.  Stacy hopped on and toppled everyone over.  Heather got on again first, then I joined her.  Now, all we need to do is add Stacy.  Unfortunately, her foot slipped and we all went in the water. Rinse, repeat. Heather, first, then Stacy, then me last and SUCCESS!

It was incredibly funny trying to get on Peggy Sue. In fact, it was so hilarious that we forgot just how cold the Pacific water was – much colder than the Atlantic at 72◦.  We wore ourselves out, enjoyed the sun.

Matt enjoying some down time.

Matt enjoying some down time.

A tasty pulled pork dinner with homemade buns and a night of dominoes.

We had planned to leave the next day to either head to either the other side of this island or a different island within the Las Perlas chain.  But, that was after everyone woke up, had breakfast, and enjoyed a leisurely morning.  However, around 0630, a fishing boat came by screaming “hola, hola, hola.” So, I went outside to see what he wanted.  He told me that we were in the middle of the flight path and had to move in 15 minutes.  I tried to tell him in Spanish that everyone was sleeping and we would move as soon as we could.  After all we had been here for 2.5 days already and didn’t have a problem.

A few hours later, another official looking boat came up with a super nice woman named “Adrian.”  She was incredibly kind and so pleasant!  She asked us to move as soon as we could, in English, and informed us that their largest island transit plane was due to arrive soon.  She also said that most of the moorings are owned by home owners who use them on the weekends.  As we were chatting, a military boat with 3-armed militia came up and “encouraged” us to move.  Ok, ok, we got it!

Military and Adrian trying to get Sugar Shack to move

Military and Adrian trying to get Sugar Shack to move

We pulled up anchor and were escorted, by the military boat to another mooring.  45 minutes later a pretty large mega yacht started hovering around us.  Humph.  After about 30 minutes, they grabbed the mooring next to us.  Another 30 minutes later, their dinghy came over and informed us that we are on their mooring ball.  Drat, what are the odds!  They were very pleasant about it and let us finish breakfast before we moved again.  In our defense, the moorings are not marked “private” nor did they have names written on them.

So, we picked up anchor and moved to the other side of Isla Contadora.  It so happens to be the other side of the airstrip.  However, we anchored off to the side of the flight path this time.  We made our way to shore where there was a lot of activity.  A hotel sits atop the cliff and overlooks the beach below.  We learned that they were hosting a jump fest called Pepe’s Island Boogie.  where you could jump out of a plane and land on the beach for $300.  That explains all the jumpers that fell from the sky every few hours – they were extraordinary to watch!  We walked around the The Point Hotel, had some beverages and watched the jumpers.

Of course, the boys had to chat it up with the jumper that landed as we were pulling Sweetie up the beach.  Evidently, only the organizers or instructors could land on this beach as it was a challenging descent.  Everyone else landed on the next beach over.

Michael and Wayne chatting with skydiving instructor

Michael and Wayne chatting with skydiving instructor

IMAGE COLLAGE: Top: Isla Contadora w/ Isla Chapera and Peggy Sue behind Sugar Shack.  Middle: Group Photo: Wayne, Stacy, Gene, me, Matt, Heather, Michael and Heather enjoying the princess seat.  Bottom: Stacy and Gene at bow and Stacy and I w/ jello shots.

Isla Contradora exploration

Isla Contradora exploration

It was time to send Stacy and Gene off.  They hopped on the Ferry Las Perlas which will take them back to Panama City where they will stay in luxury at the new W Hotel and then fly out of Panama City the next day.

After they left, we motored to a anchorage between Isla Mogo Mogo and Isla Chapera.   It is rumored that the TV show Survivor filmed on these islands a few years ago.  The rest of the day, we took it easy, had pork chops and spicy corn for dinner and called it an early night.  It was a quiet anchorage, but a wee bit hot at night when the wind died.

After they left, we motored to an anchorage between Isla Mogo Mogo and Isla Chapera.   It is rumored that the TV show Survivor filmed on these islands a few years ago.  The rest of the day, we took it easy, had pork chops and spicy corn for dinner and called it an early night.  It was a quiet anchorage, but a wee bit hot at night when the wind died.

Michael enjoying a cool breeze under Sugar Shack

Michael enjoying a cool breeze under Sugar Shack

Las Perlas Islands Visited:

  • Isla Contadora
  • Isla Chapala
  • Isla Mogo Mogo

Up next we travel to La Playita and say goodbye to Wayne, Heather, and Michael.