(Ensonada Concha, Tayrona Park, Colombia)
If I’m being honest, we didn’t take Doug and Delma out in the nicest of seas. In the same breath though, they certainly weren’t the worst. A quick 10 nautical mile hop from Taganga to Concha Bay was enough to properly “terrorize” Delma and bring on a bout of sea sickness for Doug.
Continuing along the strain of good times. We had to anchor in the shittiest anchorage because it was the only available spot in our current bay and it was made incredibly clear that we were not allowed to move on to a more sheltered and calm bay.
We made the best of it though. Had a tapas lunch. Revelled at the size of the avocados. And wiled away the evening playing Sequence.