We left our beautiful sandy beach near first light just as a pair of Western or Clarks Grebes floated by our boats.
The seas couldn't have been any calmer or the skies more radiant.
We rounded the many points of Punta Final. A great blue heron watched us go by. He seemed to be enjoying the morning light as well.
This part of the coast feels quite remote. The cliffs along the shore are quite steep and the pull outs are minimal.
A guidebook that we have been using talks about the beautiful Ensendada Blanca. Perhaps we will check it our for a place to camp tonight.
As we headed into a protected corner of the Bay, we noticed two man whistling and shouting for us to come closer. Then we noticed a boat covered with tarps. The scene looked suspicious and we were not sure that this was a place that we wanted to stop. The men seemed worried so we thought that we should at least see if there was a problem. As we got closer to the shore one of the men started yelling at us and asking us if we had any water. Having just filled our water supply we did indeed, We told them that we could give them 6 liters which they gladly took. They said that the boat that dropped them off 2 days ago had not returned. They also said that there were 5 people here. They thankfully took the water and headed back down the beach. Not having enough water seemed strange, but later we did see several fishing boats in the area so we hoped that one of the boats was returning to their camp. We found another site North of Punta Bluff. It was somewhat trashy, but we had put in a long day and we could make this one work. Just as we had finished unloading our kayaks and had gotten the gear to our selected site, a very strong west wind developed. It appeared to be one of the winds called El Elephantes This winds come up quickly and can easily blow one out to sea. We were glad that we were on shore, We quickly tied our boats to large boulders. Setting up a tarp was impossible so we put our gear under it and loaded rocks on top of it. By now a hard rain also began to fall. We were able to set our tent fly up anchored to the kayaks. it was interesting cooking food, but we had a tasty meal and snuggled into our sleeping bags. The wind blew most of the night. We wondered what tomorrow might bring
Mileage paddled 22 nautical miles.