Okay, it has been a few days, and I have just about have recovered from an truly epic set of adventures with my uncle Dave Bethke.

08:30 Monday January 28, 2019 ~225nm SE of Cozumel

Heading 135° towards the east end of the Gordo banks, doing about 6 kts under full headsail only with winds about 15 kts just off the port stern from the NW and large, lazy 2.5m swells that have agreed to take us towards our waypoint.

Just finished a nice long and very hot shower, now in my cabin listening to Rush and thinking about last night. Last night we encountered a storm condition that I do not know how to identify, but I will try to describe it here as clear as I am able.

We were sailing due east with the main sail in the 2nd reef, and the headsail furled deep into its 3rd reef. The swells were slight from the starboard beam and perhaps just 1.3m and were calming down. We were doing 8kts consistently, clear starry skies and all was well… but…

Ad Astra to Panama Sail Plan

16:00 January 25, 2019

We just finished checking out of Mexico – our second visit making 8 months we have spent here in the Hermana Republic.

We are now watching the weather very carefully and trying to decide on leaving tomorrow morning, or 48 hours later on Monday morning. There is a northern front coming in tomorrow and we could roll with the front and sail south for a bit, and then make a left and make our easting as the front slows down as it goes south. The seas would be about 1.7m on the beam, just on the edge of our no-go size.

If we wait for Monday, we get a beam or even aft of the beam sail to make our easting, and lower overall swells in the 0.8-1.2m range. Much more comfortable, for sure, but 48 hours delay – and the weather always changes.

So I am posting this note now, and will check the weather again at midnight and in the morning, and will update this post on we do final anchor up.

Follow us on our satellite tracker here…

9AM one Saturday in August 18 years ago:

Knock! Knock!

“So…. how did last night’s Match.com date go???” my dad boomed as I opened my door.

“Uh, Dad, she is – here!”, I answered.

Kaiwen peeked over my shoulder to see her date’s father.

“Oh! Wow! That IS a good date then!”, he declared with a broad smile and chuckle.

Kaiwen knows my dad just 12 hours less than she knows me. Our first date went magical and after some time at her place, we went back to my place on Pacific Coast Highway in Laguna Beach. My dad brought my cousin Brandon along for a beach day of lazily good times.

My dad immediately accepted Kaiwen as a dear friend and was generous with his affection and made her feel that she was a member of the greater Canby-Bethkania family on our first weekend together.

That moment alone summarizes my dad.

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