The Ups and Downs of the Sea of Cortez

Shortly after returning to Grey Wolf from our Copper Canyon trip we decided to head south to catch up with Bill's brother and head on to Loreto Fest.  The wind had been blowing out of the south which is not good for us to go south, so we waiting until it turned around.  The first day was fine, but about evening the wind decided to blow out of the WEST and knocked the stuffin' out of us.  The anchor 'jumped' out of it cradle and smashed through the right front porthole, sending glass and seawater all over our stateroom ~ but we were not aware of it for a while, so a ton of water rushed in as we were in high seas... UGH.  Everything that could fall, did.  We ducked into Bahia de Los Angeles as soon as we could fight our way south and anchored for several hours while we did damage control and Bill cut a plywood window and glued it in the gamping porthole.  Then we traveled on calm seas until the middle of the next night when we were again assaulted by west winds!  That time Alice had been sleeping on the salon sofa and awakened to the violent lurching of the boat... only to be tossed across the room and into one of our director's chairs. Fortunately she was only bruised- nothing broken, but she was certainly shaken by the experience.  The rest of our trip south was fine and we were blessed by the chain of good boater friends who suggested getting Plexiglas in La Paz, getting the Plexiglas for us, and shipping it to Loreto Fest on a northbound boat! Now we are secure again with a decent-looking porthole!