After filling up our diesel tank, we’re excited to leave Puerto Aventuras on June 29 and head to the beautiful Bay Islands of Honduras. We’re still working on getting the Monitor windvane to work just right, but so far, after about 20 miles, we’re pretty happy with how it’s doing. MAKAAN holds the course perfectly! We see lightning in the distance and put the first reef into our main in preparation for the expected squall that arrives a little later with gusts up to 32 knots.

Once again, we’re going against the current, and our average speed is only 3.7 knots. Sometimes we only make 2 knots, even when the wind is up to 20 knots. It’s pretty frustrating. When we’re about halfway through our passage, it looks like we’re past the worst of the current. Now, the waves are a bit of an issue. They’re coming in very short intervals, which makes it a bit tricky to move around the boat.

This map shows the predicted currents for our route. Grey is about 3 knots, blue is about 2 knots, red is about 1.5 knots, yellow is about 1 knot, and green is half a knot.

In the afternoon of July 2 it is clear that we won’t make it to our destination during daytime. We now have three options: slow down so we get there in the morning, continue at the current speed and then heave-two (a maneuver where a boat is made to stop moving forward and remain nearly stationary, with the sails arranged to create a balanced state of opposing forces) and enter the anchorage in the morning or continue at the current speed and enter the anchorage at night. Although we normally avoid entering an unknown anchorage at night, we decide to try it. With a three quarter moon we should have decent visibility and see any obstacles. It is still a bit nerve wrecking to make our way through the reef and around all the areas within dotted lines where depth indications on Navionics might not be accurate. But all goes well and at 22:11, after 2 1/2 days and 306 nautical miles, we are safely swinging on the hook. Here are some stats of our trip: 0 dolphin sightings, 0 fish caught, 1 squall, and 5 five container boats. We asked one of them to change course, since our AIS showed the closest point of approach at 0.1 nautical miles. This was a bit too close for comfort, and due to the wind conditions, it would have been hard for us to change course and increase our distance.

The next morning, we’ll keep going through the reefs to El Bight, a protected bay with gorgeous views and a few good spots to grab a drink and relax.

The Bay Islands of Honduras have a rich history, and it’s closely tied to piracy. During the 17th century, up to 5,000 pirates lived on the island of Roatán. It was in a great spot along Spanish treasure routes and natural harbors, so it was a popular hideout for pirates. They liked to use it as a refuge, and it was a good place to get supplies. Plus, it was a great location to attack ships that passed by. Roatán has seen its fair share of famous pirates over the years, like Blackbeard, Van Horn, and Henry Morgan.

As always, when we get to a new country, the first thing we need to do is immigration. There are a bunch of apps and websites that give us info about where to find immigration and port captain offices, what documents we need, how much it costs, and if there is a number to call. The info isn’t always 100% accurate, but it’s a solid starting point. We find out that Denilson is the immigration officer, so we call him via Starlink and make an appointment. When we get to his office, it’s closed and he’s not there. We didn’t get an eSIM for Honduras, so once we’re off the boat, we cannot make phone calls, but a nice lady lets us use her phone. Denilson asked us to come back the next day at 10 am. We’re at the office on time, but the place is empty. We’re out in the blazing sun waiting for about an hour when he finally shows up. The immigration office looks pretty run-down from outside. The door had definitely seen better days, too. Before entering, Denilson warns us not to step on the first floor board, as we might break through.

We’re ready to start the immigration process, which ends up taking about three hours. It’s not so much because of how challenging the process is, but more because Denilson shares the island’s and his life story with us.

We learn that in 1998 Hurricane Mitch sat on Guanaja and battered the island for two days of winds exceeding 125 mph, destroying nearly all of the plants and trees on Guanaja and uprooting almost the entire mangrove forest. It is estimated that the hurricane produced waves of 44 ft (13 m) in height. Thank goodness, most of the island’s residents survived, but about 75 percent of all structures were destroyed. Bonacco Town, built entirely on stilts over the water, was almost gone.

Most of the Guanaja’s 6,000 residents live in Bonacca. There’s a small medical facility, a school, several churches, one larger supermarket, and lots of small tiendas, bars, and restaurants.

Back in October 2021, a fire broke out around daybreak and spread quickly through the wooden structures of the homes and businesses that were built closely together. Ultimately, over 200 structures were destroyed or damaged, and more than 400 people were displaced, including Denilson. He had a tough time getting back on his feet in the years that followed, but he hit the jackpot last year when he became a Limpira millionaire (about $38,000). Now he’s building a new home for himself and his family. It’s wild to hear how everyone pitched in to fight the fire and to learn about the difficulties that arose, like downed live electrical lines lying in the water, which put the lives of the helpers in jeopardy.

Denilson’s new house

After we check in, we’re taking a walk around Bonacca when a nice guy starts chatting with us. He’d broken his leg about a week ago and was sitting in a chair in front of a building to stay connected with the world. He suggests we go to Over the Top, a bar/disco. We meet the owner and he gives us a tour of the bar and the rooftop, where we get a great view of the island. Back inside, Hans tries Honduran beer for the first time. And the winner is… Salvavida

In Guanaja, transportation is pretty much limited to boats. Supply boats bring fresh produce to the island on Wednesdays, so make sure you get what you need. If you come two days later, the selection is already pretty sad. There’s always a steady flow of lanchas and water taxis going back and forth between various spots around the main island and between Guanaja and Bonacca.

It’s pretty clear from the “streets” of Bonacca why even mopeds are a bad idea for the island. In a tiny village right across from Bonacca, we also only spot a few fourwheelers. People need them to bring supplies up the incredibly steep roads. Only in the easternmost town, Savanah, the streets are jam-packed with mopeds and tuktuks.

We also meet Hans in Guanaja. He’s German, and he moved there in 1978. He bought a piece of land where he grows his own vegetables and raises some cattle and opened a beach bar and restaurant. After Hurricane Mitch hit, he got together a relief effort for the island in Germany. A couple of containers with some much-needed generators, tools, and building materials were shipped to Honduras. It’s no surprise he’s a well-known and respected figure all over the island.


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