Having peered into Yelapa Bay for the better part of two
and a half years, I have ogled, researched and fantasized over dozens of luxury
yachts, sailboats and catamarans. While
my ogling and fantasizing remains ongoing, my research is distinctly purpose
served. It reveals a number of disturbing bits-n-bobs. Allow me to elaborate.
Certainly, these vessels are structurally diverse
and embody varied attitudes about their interaction with sea. Motor yachts
command your respect as a result of sheer size and the mammoth horsepower demanded.
The presence of that power reverberates throughout Yelapa Bay heralding an
entry. The ensuing ritual, the blasting of air horns, is capable of dislodging
mangos from trees and causing coronary distress in iguanas. Perhaps it is an
act akin to honking while passing through a tunnel. It is done because it can
be. Bows display names which assert the yacht’s aggression over the sea such as
Invader, Negotiator or a less than subtle reference to size; Mama Mia. The
lengths respectively are: 168’, 57’, and 120’. Any seaman will tell you that
there is nothing shabby about a 57’ craft. On its own, the Negotiator appears
formidable in our little bay, yep, right up to the moment when one of the “big
boys” arrives. At that point, it performs a strategic withdrawal. It is all
about size.
Sailboats are the antithesis of the power yacht.
Historically, they harken to long ago days of exploration, extreme
confrontation with nature and ultimately a respectful coexistence with a vast
foe. The relationship is defined by hard work and mutual respect. Typically their
names reflect a whimsical approach to their presence: Scuttlebutt, Vitamin Sea
or Nauti Girl.
Catamarans, my personal favorites, occupy a unique
space. Under sail, they appear to take flight rather than be bound to the sea. When
moored in our bay, they offer the open play space of a forward trampoline; a
feature distinct unto themselves. Such names as Humu Humu (a mythical Hawaiian
bird), Star Chaser, or Segue reflect their status as both drawn by the winds while
anchored by the sea. Frequently they travel in duos or trios as if giant egrets
visiting.
A single category remains to address; no it is not the
humble kayak. It is the common panga. Immensely seaworthy, these boats are the life
blood of rural coastal villages around the world. Yelapa is home to perhaps
fifty such vessels. Virtually all of them bear the name of the
owner’s first daughter: Diana, Alexandra, Violeta, Alexa, Yuri, Yesenia, Irena,
Mariposa, Norma or Erika. Their naming is intended to acknowledge that it was
from the sea we gained life. The giving back, via the panga’s name, returns to
the sea the value of that earlier gift. Alas, it is a romantic notion, is it not?
Commercial
Break
The seas have been fickle of late. Morning treks are
still a good bet. Yelapa Kayak Rentals
right equipment, right price, right on the playita (little beach) under the giant
fig tree. Call Memo to check availability 322 146 5064 (Yelapa cell) yelapakayakrentals@gmail.com or
ask you lodging manager for assistance. Happy Paddling. memo
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