Sailing MAKAAN

Traveling to the Horizon and Beyond

Category: 2025

  • Arriving in Mexico

    We arrive at Isla Mujeres on March 13 while it is still dark. Our autopilot stopped working halfway through the trip and we had to take turns steering by hand, and sometimes foot 🙂 Crossing the Yucatan Channel with its very choppy seas and strong currents was another challenge. Tired from 4 days of sailing, we decide to drop the anchor and wait until dawn before heading into the bay.

    It turned out to be a good decision. Yesterday, as we approached the island, we noticed discrepancies between the buoys on the Navionics chart and the buoys that were actually there. Today, as we enter the bay, the situation is similar and we decide to stay in the channel marked by the visible red and green buoys, even though the channel is marked differently on Navionics. This would not be the first time that Navionics is not 100% reliable. Adrenaline kicks in when the depth gauge suddenly reads 0! We quickly put the boat in reverse and head for deeper water. Then we take another look at our Navionics chart to see what’s going on. And indeed, when we zoom in, we see that there is a very shallow spot in the channel we have taken. Let’s chalk it up to tiredness that we didn’t take more time to study the chart and file the experience under the category “Another lucky escape”.

    Before coming to Isla Mujeres, we have learned from several sources that checking into Mexico is not as easy as it was into Grand Cayman. It is a rather archaic system with a lot of paperwork. In preparation we go to a copy shop to make sure we have the 5 required copies of our documents: passports, boat registration, crew list and zarpe from the last port. We also stop at an ATM to make sure we have Mexican pesos on hand as well.

    At 11am we enter the Port Authority building. After checking our documents, the port captain tells us that we have to wait for the health officer, maybe 5-10 minutes. An hour later he finally shows up and asks a few health related questions, no problem. But then he wants to know if we have a fumigation certificate to prove we’ve got no vermin on board. That’s a first! He tells us that we have 72 hours to get one and takes an information sheet off the bulletin board underneath which is a flyer from a fumigation service with a phone number. We write down the number, agree to call and and he stamps all the documents before sending us down the street to the immigration office.

    The very nice and quite efficient immigration officer gives us two more forms to fill in, stamps our documents, charges us $85 (credit card accepted) and sends us back to the Port Authority, where we arrive at 2pm. Although their office is open until 4pm, they seem to be done for the day and tell us to come back the next day at 10am and to make sure we have pictures of our boat for the customs officer. That shouldn’t be a problem – we have enough of them.

    Immigration Office

    On Friday at 10 o’clock sharp we enter the Port Authority building just to to wait for an hour and a half for the customs officer to arrive. It is also time for another trip to the copy shop. For reasons unknown to us, we suddenly need more copies of our documents. Meanwhile, another German sailing couple have joined us to complete the entry formalities.

    Norbert and Sabine with the Health Department official

    After the customs officer stamps our copies, she sends us to the Oficina de Agriculturas, about ten minutes down the road. Once there, we find that no one is in the office and no one in the port area knows her or can tell us where she is. Since her crocheting supplies and backpack are visible through the window, we assume that she cannot be far. Opinions differ, however, as to her whereabouts. Someone suggests that she might have gone to lunch and be back by 1:00. Another thinks she always leaves around noon and is gone for the day. What do we do now? We decide to go back to the Port Authority and surprise, surprise, the agriculture lady shows up with the customs officer. While the customs officer takes care of the other couple, the Agriculturas officer, Hans and I go back to the office we just came from. As we are filling in more paperwork, the other couple from the Port Authority arrived. Everything seems to go a little faster with them. Our applications are processed at the same time and it takes another hour and a half before all four of us have the necessary printouts in our hands.

    Back at the Port Authority office, it is already 2 p.m. They give us three more forms to fill out that they forgot to give us the day before. I realize that my patience is beginning to wear thin. Time to pay. Since the Port Authority office does not accept credit cards or cash, despite the big sign “All credit cards accepted”, I run to the bank to pay the fee. When I come back, victoriously holding the stamped receipt in my hand, we are told that the port captain had left for the day and that we would have to come back the next day at noon. You’ve got to be kidding me!

    Saturday morning – one more trip, we can do this! We arrive at the Port Authority building at 11:30 and three signatures and a total of 5 stamps on our documents later we leave at 11:40, officially checked into Mexico. There is a temporary import fee (TIP) for the boat if you plan to stay in Mexico more than two weeks. American and Canadian citizens, thank goodness, can do this online, which Hans did before we got to Isla Mujeres. Otherwise, we would have had to make an additional ferry trip to Cancun to the office that handles this part of the immigration process. All in all the whole process took us about 8 hours (spread over 3 days) and cost us around $260. Of course, there is the option to hire an agent and speed up the process for an additional fee of $200. But where’s the fun in that?

    As for the fumigation certificate, we have been here for three weeks now and no one has followed up. We agree with people who have left reviews of the immigration process on Navionics or Noforeignland that this seems to be a scheme to send business to the company mentioned on the hidden flyer (who knows, maybe he’s the cousin of the health department employee?).

    Finally legal, we walk around the northern end of Isla Mujeres with its turquoise water and beautiful white beaches overlooking Cancun.

  • Exploring Bocas Del Toro

    There are two seasons in Panama – the rainy season from April to the end of November and the dry season from December to March. So when we got back from Panama City we were expecting great weather for my mom’s visit.

    Unfortunately this was not to be. Contrary to the normal weather pattern, we have a lot of rainy days during the month of January. Some days we are stranded on the boat – good for boat projects and continuing our fight against our mildew problem.

    But there are enough sunny days to explore the archipelago of Bocas del Toro, which is very different from the San Blas Islands. While the islands of Guna Yala have many beautiful beaches, most of the islands of Bocas del Toro are densely covered with vegetation and mangroves, with no possibility of going ashore.

    The area around Isla Tigres shows us extreme contrasts here in the Bocas del Toro archipelago. On the one hand we see traditional villages or individual houses, mostly built on stilts in the mangroves. On the other hand, there are new tourist developments, larger resorts and luxury villas.

    When we arrive at Isla Bastimentos, we jump at the opportunity to walk to a small waterfall. Enrique leads us through the jungle, past his sister’s house, who allows us to have a look inside.

    Isla Bastimentos, which is famous for its wildlife (unfortunately we don’t get to see the little Red Tree Frog), is known for the contrast between beaches without human intervention and others with villas and resorts, but above all for its wild waves: the most sought after by professional and advanced surfers. It is a pity that on the day we visit, the surfers seem to have had a late start. We see them carrying their boards to the beach when we are already on our way back to the village of Old Bank.

    You can find everything in Bocas Town: luxury hotels, bungalows and hostels, a variety of tours and activities, international food, stores, pharmacies, ATMs, and of course a bustling nightlife.

    Isla Colón also has a fascinating beach called Playa Estrella – Starfish Beach. And there really are lots of starfish in the shallow water near the beach. We see even more in the clear water on our way to a little dinghy trip through the mangroves.

    Too soon my Mom’s time with us is over and it’s time to take her to the Aeropuerto Internacional de Bocas Del Toro, a 10 minute walk from the dinghy dock. The three of us have had a great time together, discovering all the interesting and beautiful sights on our 220 nautical mile journey from Panamarina and Bocas Town. How wonderful that we were able to experience this together!

  • Time to Go Shopping Again

    Before leaving Panama City, we bought some basic groceries to get us through the first few days back on the boat – bread, butter, cheese, lunch meat, some fruit and a few vegetables.
    Once in Portobelo, it was time for a big shopping trip to one of the supermarkets in Sabanita, the next bigger town.


    For $1.60 per person we take one of the flashy busses to Super 99, a trip that takes about an hour and 20 minutes.


    Hans leaves us ladies alone and goes to the hardware store. While he is gone, my mom and I manage to fill two carts. Coffee, powdered milk, sugar, flour, rice, pasta, wine and rum should easily last us for the next two months and produce and dairy for the next two to three weeks.

    With the newly discovered ride-sharing app “In-Drive” we catch a ride back to Portobelo for $13, quite a bargain compared to the regular taxi fare of $25. After all, who wants to take the bus with more than 10 big shopping bags?

    Before…. Vorher….

    After…. Nachher….

  • Portobelo – The Beautiful Harbor

    Next stop – the historic port of Portobelo, a beautiful natural harbor founded in 1597.

    Legend has it that Christopher Columbus originally named it “Puerto Bello,” meaning “Beautiful Harbor,” in 1502. After Francis Drake died of dysentery at sea in 1596, he was buried in a lead coffin near Portobelo Bay, as commemorated by the present-day Isla Drake (“Drake Island”) at the mouth of the harbor.

    The port was used by the Spanish Empire to ship treasures from the mines of Peru back to Spain (via Panama City on the Pacific side of the isthmus and overland to Portobelo). The construction of four defensive fortifications was intended to protect the bay of Portobelo.

    Der Hafen wurde vom spanischen Imperium genutzt, um Schätze aus den peruanischen Minen nach Spanien zu verschiffen (über Panama City auf der pazifischen Seite der Landenge und auf dem Landweg nach Portobelo). Der Bau von vier Verteidigungsanlagen sollte die Bucht von Portobelo schützen.

    Although English privateers and pirates destroyed them many times throughout their history, several of these atmospheric colonial fortresses still stand amidst village homes. Portobelo’s Spanish fortress ruins are of great historical interest and were declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1980.

    Once the busiest city in the New World, the construction of the Panama Railroad (now the Panama Canal Railway) in the 1850s, and the opening of the Panama Canal in 1914 brought about its decline.

    The small town invites us to stroll its streets, visit the two small museums in the beautifully renovated customs building, the historical museum and the cultural museum, where we learn a little about the Congo culture. The culture is a legacy of the African people who were enslaved and brought to the Americas during the Spanish colonial period and is celebrated through festivals, dance, music and art.

    A visit to Fuerte San Fernando takes us into the dense forest. We found the round trip on a hiking app and decided that 2.3 miles should be doable. Little did we know that the trail would be steep and, due to the recent heavy rains, very muddy and slippery.

    A German couple, Franz and Angela, join us and together we admire the interesting vegetation.

    Since neither of us has internet, we are not able to check where exactly we are on the trail. We can only check our general position on the map.

    Eventually we decide to walk back – better safe than sorry.

    One evening, the skipper of a large schooner and one of the crew were playing at la Casa Vela, a small pizzeria run by Francesco from Italy. Together with a bunch of other sailors and some locals we spend a really delightful last evening filled in Portobelo with good food and music.

  • Definitely not the Most Welcome Surprise

    Every time we leave Makaan unattended for an extended period of time, there is a feeling of unease when we return. The last two times we had friends and hired help occasionally check on the boat and especially open the windows, and there were no major surprises upon our return (not counting the battery problems in Lake Erie and the Dominican Republic).

    This time it was different. While the boat was watched by a security guard, no one checked the inside of the boat and it wasn’t ventilated either.

    The strategically placed lookout point for the security guard. – Der strategisch günstig gelegene Aussichtspunkt für den Sicherheitsdienst.

    It was raining on our way back from Panama City to Panamarina and our driver told us that unfortunately it had been raining most of the time we were gone, even though it was supposed to be the dry season. As a result, the humidity in the boat had increased and we were greeted with mold on the ceiling, wood surfaces, and even clothes. Just have a look at the pepper mill!

    The fuse for the bilge pump was blown – probably overworked by all the water coming into the boat :). Some saltwater through the rudder shaft seal (common and not worrisome), some rainwater through unknown openings. We don’t have any obvious leaks, but water always finds its way in, especially if it rains for four weeks. And it was enough for water to build up in a couple of cupboards in the galley.

    So we spend the first few days on Makaan drying her out, wiping down all surfaces with a mixture of vinegar and tea tree oil (again), doing laundry, and working on the never-ending list of repairs. Oh, the joys of boat life! Of course we always find time to relax and enjoy the natural beauty Panama offers.