Tareua- Aah, Los Frailles..... quiet beach and young manta
rays doing somersaults in the cove
You're so right about a successful landing when the spouse is still speaking to you... assuming also that we didn't submerge the engine
It wasn't until Turtle Bay that my wife would even consider going ashore with me in any type of surf/surge. On the way down, we had our dog, so daily landings were in order. Now, I realize that Turtle Bay is not a good example of surf landings... more like 'weenie waves', but a good time to explain the process and build up confidence in how to do a landing. As we got closer to shore, lowered the dinghy
wheels, timed the swells (such as they were), and rode
the backside in to the beach.
Then it happened. I jumped off the side (in an attempt to be polite and get the boat on the beach), lost
my balance and fell over backwards into the water
. Our dog leaped off the bow, but got the bow line caught in his feet and fell sideways into the water
, thrashing about until he got clear of the line. At this point, my wife lost
it... with both of us soaked and egos bruised. All she could think of was the 'Larry the Cable Guy' line: 'I don't care who you are, that's funny
To add to the embarassment, an elderly gentleman sitting in his truck, who had witnessed the event... called us over, and tried (in Spanish) to explain to us how to land the dinghy
. I indicated that I KNEW how to land the dinghy, but had merely lost my balance. He then pointed to his watch, wanting to know what time tomorrow we would be coming back ashore. So he could bring his family
to watch. So much for good impressions.