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Okay you guys we got out of the freaken lagoon!!! We thought it would never happen and it did. For nine days we sanded, painted, scrubbed, took trips to San salvador to get parts made, buy replacements, get paint…. we went wiiiillld. Good ol mikaela works hard and we just went nuts, trying to get out of there. It felt pretty good to finally stretch out in our hammocks every night, by about the seventh day we legitimately went a little crazy with all the work adn the heat. Nevermind on the ninth day, we finally got it on the trailer, after much bargaining. Douche wanted two hundred bucks for me to borrow his trailer for half an hour. I couldnt even budge him that much i got him down to 100 then spent the next few nights waking up thinking about how i could have gotten him down more. Nevermind.
Then two or three days on the water fixing this and that’,, took us a little longer as we were totally exhausted by now, kept getting up to do stuff and then just falling asleep. mmnnuuurrrghghgh and there is no escaping the heat.

Then the freaken turnbuckle on the backstay just sort of slid right off just like that, i dont even know, I had the shrouds on loose after raising the mast, and had tightened the uppers and lowers but not the backstays for some reason, came back to the boat after a veggie and shower mission and whaddya know. The turnbuckle attaches the backstay to the boat you guys. I almost cried becasue Santos said it would take at least a month to get the new part. I explained the sitch to the other friendly cruisers in the bay and good ol Roy from Saucy Lady and Steve from Warren Peace (not war and peace as i originally thought) jury rigged up a large turnbuckle with large nuts and some cotter pins . Boom good enough i reckon, for now.

Anyway we had many various set backs getting the boat all set up but one day it looked like we were leaving !! I had a wonderful surprise checking out of the country, you guys, el salvador charges you one dollar per day that your boat is there. My boat was there for 280 dollars worth of days.

Yikes. The bar crossing, getting out over the swells, was actually pretty scary, we had three or four waves that were pretty gnarly but none broke on us and the little sea.horse performed pretty well i reckon. Nice one!!!

Wheeeeee we were stoked, super stoked, finally out of the lagoon!! Yay we get to drink some tea and eat some sweet breads. Mikaela felt good steering, in fact she felt better steering. Great, best crew ever, steer away mikaeala, i said. After a few hours she said, hmmm. i feeel like puking. After about an hour she startted puking. And didnt stop. And just lay there curled up. We were bashing up into maybe a 3 foot swell with one or two other swells coming in from other directions so it wasn{t the calmest.
Good sailing though, kind of on the nose but we got some good angles, it switched a couple of times. Just managed to get past the other lagoon, jiquilisco, as night fell, watched out for breaking waves at sea as i knew the shallows came out quite far.

And just steered and steered and steered adn steered while mikaela acted like a dead body in the cockpit. The wind got stronger around 9 or 10 pm, i had to do some sail changes, Mikaela could barely hold the tiller let alone point us upwind so I could only raise the sails all janky and terrible, by 10 pm i was feeling pretty wasted, an hour or so later the wind gets up even more, 25 knots maybe, I try reefing the main but do such a manky job the booms all terrible in the cock´pit and the sails all wonky but i cant, i cant even do anything about it. Eveyr time mikaeala takes the tiller she dry heaves afterwards. We.re on a tack heading further out to sea adn im getting nervous that we{re getting too far away from land, im scared if the wind just keeps picking up were just all screwed. I tried to like jibe or something, hard and scary in the wind, and boom the boom just smacks me in the nose eh. I scream like a freaken banshee, and the blood pisses out of my face, and i scream a few more times just out of pure anger. Soon i realise its not just my nostrils that are bleeding but the bridge of my nose too, mikaelas so sick she cant go down below for any first aid for me so i scrumble round and find a teatowel to mop up the blood and some bandaids. I take down teh mainsail and we have just the working jib up, tie the tiller off and we kind of scooty slide back towards land and slightly backwards away from our destination at like a mile an hour.  Oh hah i think just before then we do this jybe and ping the mainsheet just pings off the boom eh. No more mainsheet, which is one that i find useful so i{m bummed about that. We just kind of tie it back on janky janks. Uuuuurrrrrghghghghggh I want sooo oooooo oooo badly for Mikaela to stop the wind and stop the swells and we can all just sleep but instead i lie down for ten minute stretches, about four times, and then get up and keep sailing.  i was in a state you guys i felt so sorry for myself.

It is very frustrating sailing up wind, it keeps blowing all through the night and through the morning, by 8 am we{re nearly in the gulf of fonseca but its still choppy and gnarlyand blowing, we can{t sail to any destination cuz we{re too janky and we can{t motor becasue the seas are too big and i{ll just cavitate.

It sort of calms down, we reach some type of land, i just drop the anchor adn die, pass out completely-

whew. The next day ‘— merrry christmas!!! We get to isla meanguera, just a few hours of motoring, pop in to a hotel there adn eat the best meal we.ve eaten,, havent really eaten in teh last two days or so due to mikaeala being sick and me being chained to the tiller then too sleepy to eat.

Soooo o!!! In la union now, buying seasick pills, ginger, fizzy drink, and hopéfully we.ll work through this,

Otherwise, Who wants to meet me in the gulf of fonseca to crew for me !! Yew

Orright. Yay the two worst days of my life are over, hopefully we.re all good after this, right !

Merry christmas !!

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