I’ve done a lot of paddling while I was sitting down, but my sweetheart (Carma) has loved doing it standing up. Who am I to argue with someone I love this much. So I was excited. Three hours of sunrise tour standing on a stylized plank, covering numerous kilometers of still morning waters watching the sun come up.
Who doesn’t want to sail on captivating crystal waters of every blue hue?
So we did.
On a catamaran with three others and a crew of two.
We sailed in shallow waters azurely colored. We swam in the chest deep water’s of Pirate’s Canal. We ate a lunch of freshly cut mangoes and bananas and apples and kiwi in the almost 600 foot depth of the Black Cenote.
Five and a half hour drive, kitty-corner from Sisal on the Yucatan Peninsula. Recommended by people we had met. Off we went for eight days.
We were not impressed when we drove in. We ate a decent lunch on the strip along the highway coming into town, looked around a little, and found our way to our AirBNB. Nice place, but not on the water.