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      <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2012 13:44:55 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;The aluminum tour boat pulled along side Convivia at nine am on a cool wet morning. It was the first gloomy day in 5 days and we wished we could change our reservation. Unfortunately we had put our money down and were committed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the drizzle pelted our eyes the Operator (guide) gave us the spiel and implored us to help keep a lookout for whales. I got the kids settled and poked my head out into the spray to keep watch. I was struck by how fast we were moving. The boat&amp;rsquo;s 20 knots could have been 100. After moving no faster than 9 knots for weeks, it felt like we were flying. Soon we saw our first spout and doubled back to take a closer look.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Anatomy of a Passage</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 06:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;We just sailed from Yelapa, which must be blogged with photos, to Bahia Chamela, about 90 miles south.  Ninety miles requires an overnight passage for us, which it turns out, we all love.  The winds and seas in Mexico have made for very easy and comfortable sailing (and unfortunately a bit of motoring when the winds die completely). We left our anchorage at noon so that our arrival would be during daylight. The boat was ship shape, the heads cleaned, the floors swept, every last thing put away, and even fresh baked bread before we left. Maybe passage making is so wonderful for me because all the chores are done first!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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