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September Log

September 1, 2002
We left Cocos with Moonshadow and headed south. We said goodbye to Mantra and New Song. Mantra will be staying in Coco for a while as Penny’s heads to Minnesota for 3 weeks. As we left the bay our new depth sounder started to beep and eventually wouldn’t read the bottom. We purchased this from West Marine and we opened it a day later and realized there were not any instructions with it. So we drove back to their Portland store and Standard faxed us instructions. I should of realized this was not a new depth sounder. When we installed this instrument I noticed the gasket had all read been installed. We believe that someone had purchased and return the depthsounder and now only after owning this a month it fails. This makes three times that West Marine’s products and service have been shit.

September 2, 2001
Left Tamarindo and motored to Carillas. The anchorage is like a big G with a reef coming out from the north point. The swells break on this reef and most the power is diminished when it arrives to us. We set the anchor and went Boogie Boarding with Stephen. The waves broke nicely but the coral heads were only 2-5 feet below us. We moved on around the point and caught several waves. I loaned our board to friends in Barra, MX and the board has died. There is a tear in the bottom and the stuffing seems to retain water, but since I am not a expert it still seems to work very well. We had a nice dinner of smoked pork chops from Cocos and of course we had to turn off the electronics as lightening snapped within a half of mile for the boats. The rolly anchorage was uncomfortable and we leave tomorrow for Bahia Bellena.

September 3, 2002
Searched for the anchor and left Bahia Carillas.
Finally catch 2 Dorados and see a gray whale broaching
Great dinner and more lightning.

September 4, 2002
We are in Bahia Bellena with Moonshadow. Stephen did the net this morning and we learned from Bob on Faith that lightning struck Victory in Coco’s anchorage. Liz and I were anchored less than 200 feet from Victory just two days ago. We had the most wonderful fish dinner at Moonshadow. Liz and I made sushi rolls with the Dorado and cucumber. Moonshadow had fresh Yellow fin Tuna. It was the best. Great wine and some pear snops, or pear brandy, what a night.

September 5, 2002
I was the net controller and it went very well with us contacting many of our friends that are in the Atlantic and Pacific. After the net we left Bahia Bellena and travel about 20 miles. We were going to stop at the Isla Tortogus, Island of the turtles but the weather was threatening and the anchorages were less than secure. We unfortunately came a upon a dead turtle floating upside down. With so much garbage in Nicoya we have heard that many turtles choke on the garbage. We left those island and headed in between the >>>>>>>>>>> island with a 2 knot tidal current pushing us north. I was very interesting to see the jungle foliage and the cactus on the island. We tucked around Cedros and Jesusita Island in a very protected spot.

September 6, 2002
I woke up early and experimented with our SSB and email. We have not been able to receive/ and send email and getting weather charts has been terrible. The quality of the weather chart was poor with the major complaint were tiny gray lines that made most of the chart unusable even when I used software to wash the images. Well I changed two things this moring, one was pulling the radio out from the wall that may of pinched the coax and two I took a bungy cord off of the backstay that had worn through and rusted on the backstay. Our backstay is also the antenna for the SSB. Well we got our email and helped work the net this morning. It is sort of like two steps forward one step backward. Cruising is fix one thing and then two things need fixing.

I have been careful not to complain about the garbage in the gulf of Nicoya. We had come around the point into the gulf and suddenly had garbage everywhere. We have spent 4 days in Nicoya and the garbage shocks us, especially when Costa Rica is the ecologically sensitive country in Central America. The water clarity is very poor and so I thought that was a condition of the rainy season. There are spots in Nicoya that are clear by for the most part the visibility is less than 36 inches. We motored around Cedros Island and the quantity of plastic refuse is amazing. There is plastic every 20 feet in the water, not only on top but immersed below the surface as far as we can see. The plastic bags are thick and the beaches are covered with shoes, plastic bottles, six pack connectors, caps and tons of non-breakdown materials. We have read that the highest death in turtles is due to eating plastic. At Tortugas Island we saw an adult dead turtle.

This after noon we walked around Cedros Island and through some housing. We had a nice chat with a fisherman and met seven of his eight children. He ws very proud of his family and sold a lobster. Liz was hankering for a lobster and got one with a tail that weighed over a pound for $5.55 USD. Tonight there will be ceviche, sushi, pickled yellow tail and Dorado fillets and of course lobster.

September 7, 2002
We decided to up anchor and see the Curu Wildlife refuge. This is about 5 miles back toward Bahia Bellena and just west of the Turtle Islands. We may stay at the turtle island if the weather is settled. We anchored in the bay in front of the wildlife park. The trip over was filled with tons of garbage and lots of large trees and branches. Liz and I kept a close watch and did several dodges as well as coming to a complete stop and letting the boat momentum slide through the debris. We went a shore with Moonshadow and watched hundreds of red crabs shatter into their sand beach homes. During the process of signing up and paying $5 usd we had a family of Howler monkeys visit us. The father kept his distance and threw branches down every so often. The rest of the family; mother, daughter and baby came down from the trees and watched us closely. We fed them apple and banana. The local fellow smashed a banana and got the baby to eat some. It didn’t look like the baby had any teeth yet. We watched the four of them, as it was the first time being around monkeys that weren’t in a cage. We headed out on a walking “trail” and had some interest experiences. The “trail” was in some cases just where the rains washed down the hillside. Other times the trail was a swinging bridge. The description of a bridge is really overstating the idea. We saw huge trees, iguanas, butterflies and plants with three inches spines. Every thing was jungle like and then there here were cacti. I very interest mix of fauna. As we walked we listened to the distant howls from monkeys. Or at least we hoped they were monkey. We came closer to these sounds we found twenty or more howler monkeys. The sounds they’d make wwere worst than anything Stephen King could of developed. The trees that they were hanging in were huge and had tons of large branches. As we near our end of the walking we found fifteen or so spider monkeys. Some were in a cage and I fed them apples as well. They had large teeth and yawned a lot. Their hands were very soft and very long fingers. We came back to the entrance and saw two white faced monkeys. One was a very young monkey that had it tail bitten off by another monkey and was now in a cage. The local man played within and told us that the other monkey also played with it. Without its tail I probably would survive. I felt sorry for him. He would play with us, licked and sucked your fingers and had beautiful eyes.

We upped anchor and journeyed to Isla Gitana, aka Muertos or Pajaros in Bahia Luminosa. It is like a lake where we anchored in 18 feet of water. Liz was pretty happy having a lobster and a glass of red wine

September 8, 2002

Today we are one year since we broke our mast and thank goodness we didn’t remember. We have journeyed not only physically but mentally. We have talked many times about our depression that occurred as we were attempting to go cruising. We have pushed our envelope and have grown a lot. Perhaps if we had had children we would of seen this growth? Then again if we had children we would of gone cruising sooner.

We listened on the net and learned from the weather lady that we can expect convection (thunder storms) for the next two days. Those will also bring us water. We learned and talked to Baquiano and Blue Bell that they were hit by lightening last night. Our hearts sunk. Baquiano lost all of their electronics and Blue Bell was missing some. We tried latter in the morning to connect by the propagation deteriorated and we hoped to talk with them tomorrow morning.

Liz and I lowered our dinghy. I visited Viva Bob who we hadn’t seen since Bahia del Sol, El Salvador. We had talked to him on SSB June 3 as he was in Corintos, Nicriragua. He had been robbed the night before and slept through it. I traded stories with Bob and Dave from La Vita Son and Steve from Witch of Endor. These guys are singlehanders, which means they have no crew. I mention that because a friend of our (they will go unmentioned) though singlehanding meant they had only one arm. A good laugh.

Moonshadow came over and we joined them and headed to shore. We wheeled the dinghy up the sand and walked to a hotel. This is the Limnosa resort but it is looking a lot sad. Fin the manager introduce his 6-month old monkey Poncho. Poncho ran around like a three year old on sugar. He climbed on us and curled his tail around your neck. If he really liked you he’d mark he territory. Both Stephen and Liz were marked, or peed on. We continued our tour of the area and visited Muertos to find a cemetery. There was a resort there as well but nearly invisible as the jungle reclaimed the structures. Fin had also managed this resort as well, HUMMMMMMM. Fin is heading to Denmark to sell Caterpillars. Maybe you should check your stock portfolio. We had a stinky black floppy moppie dog join us. We got instructions for finding the cemetery and walked and walked and climbed and found howler monkeys but no dead people.

We continued our visit back toward our boat and stopped by a dock and met Mozart. He is a Lebanese that has been living Costa Rica. A year ago he purchased this land and remodel it. An American purchased the property over 30 years ago and “Vernon” built the houses by hand. Mozart gave us a great tour showing us what he added and what was created by Vernon. Mo brought in cement and installed three pools and two more small two-room houses. We walked up stairs to Mo’s home that was totally created by Vernon. The downstairs was all Vernon’s equipment, which represented a wood/metal workshop that was phenomenal. Drill presses, routers, an 8-foot band saw, compressors and etc. Upstairs was a great room with a fine set of eight track tapes. The side room had a hand made pool table and lots of sailing paraphernalia, including a beautiful sextant and compass. Vernon had just sold the property and left 30 years of work. The guns were still on the wall, all of his books were in the many bookcases and even the original watercolors were still hanging. Mozart was very gracious in showing us and his butler brought us beers. The experiences which greet you can be amazing.

Later in the evening Moonshadow came over for a DVD movie on our computer called Home Fries. It was …….ah…well we only paid $4.95 for it in Target.

September 9, 2002
I got on the SSB and talked with Baquino about their and our lighting experience and the things we learned replacing equipment. We hope that they get things fixed soon. They and Blue Bell were struck during the day while they were having lunch. The sound was huge and the SSB radio burst on fire. They were also hit on the VHF antenna.

Liz and I set up a cover on the bow and read books and watch the large convection passes us by and only left a small contribution of water. I woke up at 2am and finished a Patricia Cornwell murder mystery and hit the sheets about 5am. Makes a short night, except I went to sleep at 8:40pm.

September 10, 2002
Chatted on the net and heard from Mamona and Dream Weaver. Nice to hear old friends. Well we are going to walk to town and buy beer. Have a greeeeeat day. Well we didn’t find beer but we find a class of first graders and their teacher Heather from the Quad Cities in Illinois. We were invited to say hi and explain were we were from. I hope our pictures turn out. Hiking back to Limnosa we chatted the Bob on Viva and Steve on Witch of Eudora. Dinner was wonderful and we listened to the BBC and VOC. This reminded us of the terrorist attach that will be remembered tomorrow. I go to bed with a prayer …. for those that are gone, those that helped and those that felt. God bless us all.

September 11, 2002
A prayer for those that can use a place of peace we wish that we can embrace our losses and our gift and learn and remember. Life is a challenged so don’t stop to love and care with open minds.

We finish the net and Moonshadow is the controller. We leave our anchorage and I barely can retrieve the anchor. It is stuck in the mud. I ask Liz to sander over to Moonshadow, but she believes that Stephen is whiter than normal while he is retrieving his anchor. We give them a wider berth. We turn off our engines and set sail. Moonshadow has a main and genny set and we have a main and drifter flying. The wind is about six knots and we are traveling about 3 knots. The sound is silent and each of us are taking pictures of each others vessels. Moonshadow is elegant looking.

We sail for about 3 hours. The two of us sail through so much garbage that we are getting us too the volume. The temperature is about 85 and the wind picks up to 9 knots. We notice that an insect has made a nest (chrysalis, cocoon) under one of the battens. Last night a bat crapped on our cockpit. Nature is abounding around us.

After lowering our sails we anchored in on of the bays of San Lucas Island. There is an abandoned penal colony on this island. We look forward to visiting this spot. Presently we are on the bow. We have the sun screen, we in those cheap folding chairs from Wal Mart and the breeze is wonderful. Jackie on Moonshadow must have done something as Stephen just threw her in the water. The thunderheads are building to the Northwest of us. Hopefully we can get some rain without the lightening. I am thinking that David Michealson would love this spot. Steve, Tina and Spiro would believe that a bottle of Chardonnay would make the moment and I agree. Keith would of decided to see more sunshine and you, I wish you could be here. Life is great. We have Andre Bottocitti playing and Liz is making lunch and the breeze is wonderful. A moment ago a red-throated bird roared over us and picked a fish from the water. I didn’t catch a fish while fishing, just a white and black plastic bag. Neither was edible. We will be having pasta and surprise.

September 12, 2002
We woke with a northwest wind that was streaming directly into our anchorage and we were doing a great impression of a rocking horse. We pulled anchor and worked against the current and anchored at Naranjo. There is a ferry that travels to Puntarenas four times a day. They have great music playing and Karaoke available on the 3 and 8 pm trip. I will try to get Liz tuned up.

At 4:30 we went to shore and hung out with Siren’s Song, Moonshadow and the owners of this bay. Liz and I had dinner and we each had three margarita for a total of $22 or 8,300 colones. During dinner we had a lightning storm move across the bay and the frogs were croaking for all they’re worth.

September 13, 2002
I work this morning just as the sun came over the mountains behind Puntarenas. Our dinghy was full of fresh water so I had a bath. It was wonderful and had to share it with two squid that must of popped in during the night. Except for their ink they didn’t take up to much room. They are presently in the frig, as bait for tonight. We are going to Puntarenas at 8am and do some tasks. Journey with Jim and Mary on board are taking our modem back to the states to mail to the manufacturer’s importer for repair. As in all cases Jim is/was a Boeing employee starting with North American and we knew several people that I had met in California. We are shipping off several emails, including some pictures I took of a 1st grade class in Rio Grande, a very small town out of Luminosa. We hope to call family and West Marine. So Happy Friday the 13th and have a great weekend.
September 14, 2002
Today Allan and Steven are fueling with the jury jugs with the help of a local American whose son, daughter-in-law and family run a gas station up the road from the Ferry dock to Puntarenas. I am staying on board to give the boat a proper cleaning and send laundry out to have bedding, sheets and towels done. After Allan comes back with the fuel, I help him siphon it into the tanks and after that we are both hot and sweaty. We decide it is time for the hammock, the pool and marguerites. We have a lovely afternoon chatting with the other cruisers and then have a delightful dinner at Moonshadow.

September 15, 2002
We decide to take a day of rest this Sunday and work on the logs, small boat chores and reading good books. We also set it up with Greg on Wet Bar to take the ferry to Puntarenas and meet him there for a day of touring and fun.

September 16, 2002
We catch the early ferry to meet Greg. It is good to see him after several months. We decide to do a short drive from Puntarenas to the mountains and back. The countryside is lovely, lush and cool. We have a great lunch at a small café perched on the side of a mountain and watch the fog move in and out. They tout a view of the Pacific, but the day was too cloudy to see that far. We do a little shopping, hit the Yacht Club in Puntarenas for beers before the ferry and then land with rain and thunder and lightening coming our way. We make it back to the boat safe and sound, head to bed and about 11:30PM are awoken to close thunder, lightening, brisk wind and a torrential down pour. We catch water, go into the dark mode of all electronics, batteries, antennas, etc disconnected till the storm subsides about an hour later. The rest of the night we have good sleep.

September 17, 2002
It was a great day but we forgot what we did.

September 18, 2002
We caught he 8:50 am ferry to Puntarenas so we could secure a car to travel inland. Moonshadow and Slainte will be driving to the interior of Costa Rica and visiting, Alajuela where the APEX dinghy factory is, Cartago, San Jose and then head north to the volcano region and Laguna de Arenal. We are traveling inland from Naranjo (Puntarenas) because of the closeness provided as opposed to the 5-6 hour travel from Golfo Dulce. We are hoping to catch “ziplining,” some of the 830 species of birds and the many volcanoes. We are hoping to MISS the over 350,000 species of insects. Costa Rica has 0.01% of the total landmass in the world and 5% to world’s biodiversity. Ziplining is a cross between a ski lift and rock climbing. There are many forests that have these platforms and wires that connect the platforms. Here at the platforms the height varies from 50 to over 150 plus and you’re in another climate. At the bird level and where the trees and branches hold another atmosphere at your fingertips. Since Liz is afraid of climbing down the latter from the dock or other opportunities above 5 feet, she will be watching our activities of ziplining from the ground. These seats hung from the wires traveled over 40 miles an hour. So in the sake of bio-preservation Liz has decided to not to pee on the trees from above. We are all trying to do our part.

We find an internet spot and talk to our friends through email. We also catch up with Steve of the SV Witch of Endor and Bob of SV Viva. We follow their lead to a local luncheon spot called Milla’s. Here we have a choice of chicken, fish or beef entree. The first bowl then comes with a pickled fish and vegetables hors d'oeuvre and a glass of punch and then the plate with your choice of entrée had beans, spaghetti, corn ear, fried banana, rice and a small salad. The meal is followed by a bowl of coconut ice cream. The total cost was $1,000 colonies or about $2.78 usd. We wandered the market and other stores and secured our rental car and waited for the ferry with very full stomachs.

We arrived back in Naranjo and Lucky from the Oasis picked us up and we zipped out to our respective boats as we had planned a potluck back at the hotel. There were 5 sailboats (Moonshadow, Faith, Abraxis, Mondorla and Slainte) and one trawler (Moonlighter). The meal was great and the conversations were remembered.

September 19, 2002
Good morning the net was great this morning and being the controller Liz and I are meeting other boats that we will soon meet in person. Siren Song checked in from Quepos and gave the net coordinates that will allow us to have a less rocky anchorage at the national park of Antonio Manuel when we anchor there in about 10 days.

September 20, 2002
We heading in to Puntarenas and got our rental car. We drove off toward San Jose and made it into Alajuela where we found the APEX dinghy factory. George the president gave us a great tour and Liz and I bought a nine foot light (only one floor) rigid inflatable dinghy. The company will deliver our and Moonshadow’s dinghy in Punta Leona in about 9-10 days. Mathieu the fellow that runs their retail outlet drove us to a hotel and we stayed with Jim and Mary at the Hotel _____in Alajuela. This is lovely hotel with beautiful gardens and a pool. If we had friends that wanted a great place to stay about 40 minutes out of San Jose that was quiet and peaceful and cost about $59 per night this is the place. There is great food just about 3 blocks from the hotel and the area is safe. I caught up on world news in English on CNN.

September 21, 2002
The four of us had a great breakfast and drove away about 8:30 headed to the volcanoes. We stopped at the Parque National Volcan Poas, where we got a break in the clouds and looked down into the cradar. There is a lake in the crader the color of lime ice cream. We were very lucky as we were leaving the clouds returned. We stopped at a waterfall and hummingbird tourist spot. The restrooms had water out of the wall and into the sink and was the only site that didn’t cost alto of money. We decided that $17 for a walk in the rain wasn’t worth it and continue toward the town of La Fontuna.
Stayed at La Fortuna at a small motel for $22.5 including TV and eat BQ stuff that looked out of place here, but would of looked great in Texas.

September 22, 2002
Since Liz is troubled with heights she didn’t go Zip lining. Jackie, Stephan and me, for $40 usd rode houses for 35 minutes up a hill where we donned climbing greer and rode wires on pullies about 100-175 about the ground. I burned my wrist on the wire but the experience was great. The horse riding back down found musles that haven’t been used in a while. The four of us rejoined and drove to some hot springs where we spent 7 hours walking the gardens and trying the many pools. The water is about 40 Centigrade or about 103 Fahrenheit. We noodled our way home and had Chinese food. There are many Chinese in Central America as their ancestors worked on the Panama Canal.

September 23, 2002
We left early as we are driving around Lauguna de Arenal. We are striving to arrive at Santa Elena and Monteverde be for dark. We just made it and the rental car has taken undercarage hits as the roads are either potholes or rock that will even cause a hummvy to tirer. This long ride, bad ride was tiring and we took the good road. That is a joke as we ask a local which road to take and he suggested the left one, boy we didn’t need to see what the bad road was like. We arrived and several people tried to find a motel and we just wanted a beer. Several beers later we decided to spend the night and extend our rental car and we took a guide. Deborah our guide and local expert was interesting and we deciced to do the tour the following morning.

September 24th 2002
Our motel was $16 per night and was very loud as we thought there was a motorcrosss race around the motel until 3 am this morning. Our guide met us and we spent 3.5 hours seeing birds, coffee, cheese, snakes and other stuff. The Toucans are wonderful and we saw two species. We visited a hummingbird house and watch 50 plus feeding and buzzing around. Road back was better and we arrived in Puntarenas and returned our car. We caught the late 7pm ferry and arrived back on Slainte about 9pm. I was a wonderful trip and would recommend inland travel in Costa Rica to anyone.

September 25th 2002
I talked with Mathieu and finalized our ordered of our dinghy. We had to choose between the 8 and 9-foot version. The 8 is too small to fit around our skylight and the nine is a bit to long. We settled on the nine and ordered abrasion pads, dinghy wheels and spray for cleaning. I did the washing by hand and hung the clothes to dry. During the 30 hours for drying in the shade some of the clothes mildewed. Liz took out the sewing machine and repaired our sun/water catcher as it had ripped while we were on our inland trip.

Later in the evening we had beer with Abraxas and I finished my last Patricia Cornwell book. I am in luck as Robin on Araxas has another Conwell.

September 26th, 2002
I woke up at 4am and began to edit our pictures from the inland trip with Moonshadow. The net went great and we had 20 boats check in and three more under way. Siren Song is heading home and I hope that I can send him our modem and two other things. We are visiting Jicaoma by bus. We found the town small, fun and the road very bumpy. Imagine a school bus (Blue Bell) traveling 35 miles and hour on a road with 6 inch divots and there is so much sound that shouting is the only method of communication.

We had picture night with Moonshadow and Abraxas joining us to see our video of horseback riding and zip lining. I also did a slide show of the pictures taken with Moonshadow during our inland trip. I went to sleep immediately after they left about 9pm.

September 27th 2002
Liz and I went to Puntarenas, did emailing and we finally got a hold of Farallon Electronics and got an update on our modem. We did some shopping and came back on the 3 pm ferry. Reliance, a 50 foot ketch which we met in Barillas just pulled into the anchorage. Their daughters, Monique and Olivia, have now joined Sven and Sherry. We relaxed with wine and a chicken dinner. Tomorrow we’ll head back to Puntarenas.


September 28, 200
We got up and listened to the nets and caught the 8:50 ferry. We are traveling to Puntarenas to meet with Lynn and Terry on Starform, a 36-foot cutter. We met them in Barra de Navidad around the 23rd of December. We again caught up with them in Zihuatanejo. Lynn and Terry went home to fish for rainbows in the many lakes in British Columbia around Kanloops. Lynn visited England with her sister, while staying with her son. We took the taxis to the yacht club and found Starform but no inhabitants. We finally found our friends around the pool. After several hours of rechecks we had lunch and a swim. The four of us catch the bus to downtown and did our emailing. I tried to call my mother and Sandy but didn’t get out of the country. Sandy should put another answering machine on his primary line and then we won’t miss all of those important calls. After emailing I watched the Cougar and California college football game. When I logged off the Cougs were behind 9 to 21 and Oregon State and USC were tied at 0-0.

We left the email site and headed back to the ferry and reunited with Stephan on Moonshadow and Bill, Scott and Cathleen on Mandorla. The six of us talked about interior traveling as Mandorla just return after 5 days. The ferry ride had burp competition with Scott and beer. Boy can I make an impression with the locals. We finished evening under a palapa/hut waiting for the rain to end. When we decided to enter the water our dinghy was 2/3 full of rainwater. I would have been a great washbasin but we needed to get out of the ran and return Stephan to Moonshadow.

September 29, 2002
Good morning today is Sunday and we had a good day yesterday and we are painting and doing laundry today. I sanded the dinghy and mast. I sprayed the gray primer and let it dry. I then started spraying the gray overcoat, oops the paint is silver. We now have a space dinghy. I am hoping that someone will want to buy our hard dinghy, keep your fingers crossed. Liz went up to the service station to do our laundry. Due to the washer and dryer it took four hours to do two loads. The washer became off balanced every 2-5 minutes and the dryer was challenged. The owners of the service station, Sam and Lisa are doing their best to make it. We wish them luck.

After cooling off in the pool, Scott on Mandorla called and we went to their boat (Bill and Kathleen, Scott is their son) to watch college football. Their boat is a Passport 40; it has an open cabin and great storage. The ladies prepared game snacks; babakanosh (egg plant with garlic and other spices), goat cheese with sun-dried tomatoes, salami and cheese, guacamole and gin and tonics. The game had Michigan vs. California. I was a great game. A very powerful lightening storm stuck 4 times within 200 yard, or the when the lightening struck the sound came within 2 seconds or less. Our space dinghy was 2/3 full of rainwater and bailing it took over five minutes. Jeessss.

September 30, 2002
We are catching the 9:50 ferry for Puntarenas. I hope to see an outboard engine that Carlos from the yacht club has located, finish provisioning and catch the 3pm ferry back to the boat. We maybe leaving Playa Naranjo tomorrow or Wednesday for Punta Leona which is about 24 miles across and south in the Nicoya bay. Here we hope to do several nature hikes, both during the day and night and pick up our new dinghy. Have a great day and a super October.