Cilantro being lifted off the cross-country rig at Marco Crane Co. in Tucson |
She was offloaded by crane and placed on stands in the storage yard of Marco Crane Co. in Tucson, where she remained for six weeks' time rent free. Marco Crane charged only for crane and forklift time, not for storage, so Curtis used part of these six weeks to begin installing a watermaker. (We tell ourselves -- or rather, Curtis tells Sue -- this is the *last* big refit project.)
Curtis on Cilantro in Marco Crane storage yard |
Cilantro arriving at Marina Seca on hydraulic trailer |
Marina San Carlos advised us on the permits and documentation needed to bring Cilantro into Mexico, and they were very helpful throughout the process. We applied for a Temporary Importation Permit online via Banjercito website (https://www.banjercito.com.mx/registroVehiculos/) for $50. This permit is good for 10 years and does not change the boat's Coast Guard documentation or hailing port. After receiving the permit by DHL delivery, we scanned and emailed it to Marina San Carlos, along with scans of Cilantro's Coast Guard documentation, our driver's licenses and passports, and a notarized Power of Attorney giving Marina San Carlos authority to bring the boat through the border on our behalf. The originals of all paperwork (not including licenses and passports) were placed in the main cabin for transport, so customs officials could enter and inspect them if necessary.
The cost to bring Cilantro from Maine to Mexico was high, but we don't really plan to make this kind of move again. Cross-country transport was about $10,000, and the trip just from Tucson to San Carlos was close to $4,000. Ouch. Fuel costs, of course, were a large portion of the total. And Curtis points out that we chose to buy a boat about as far away as possible (without leaving the country) from where we wanted to cruise her. B-O-A-T = break out another thousand, says Sue.
Marina Seca, looking north from beach in San Carlos |
Several people asked us why we didn't sail Cilantro around through the Panama Canal. Time, or lack thereof, was our main excuse, because Curtis had business to attend to in Arizona, but we did consider the Canal option, as well as sailing to the Texas Gulf Coast and trucking from there. Coastal sailing along the East Coast and Gulf Coast intrigued Curtis but wasn't compelling enough for Sue. We were curious about exploring the Caribbean side of Central America, but neither of us really wanted to do it during hurricane season. The cost of sailing around was less than for overland transport, but still not insignificant. So we were already leaning hard toward overland transport. Then, Curtis read a rather negative account of one couple's experience transiting the Panama Canal -- long waits in a turgid quarantine lagoon with foul bottom and blowing dust, having to line one's boat with old tires to protect it from cement docks and other canal traffic, and the layers of paperwork, scheduling, and agents required to get you through the locks and docks. That one read pretty well convinced us not to sail around! (We have since talked to cruisers who had a fine Canal experience, so, of course, one should be a cautious consumer of online accounts.)
Next up: recommissioning Cilantro to get her ready for cruising.