Overnight it was quiet. But in the early dawn hours we were approached by the Panamanian Navy. Though in a boat just larger than a panga.
They wanted us to go to Puerto Muelles to do our check in paperwork, but we told them we were going to Panama City to do our paperwork. They seemed ok with this, so long as we switched to flying the Panama flag rather than Costa Rica. The irony of this is that Mike and Dave had just been discussing that they should switch flags, but since Melissa wasn’t awake yet, Dave isn’t allowed out on deck alone. But of course when Dave cut the engine when the Navy pulled up along side, she immediately woke up to see what was going on. She dug through the nav station to find the right flag so Dave could make the switch.
Melissa cooked up chorizo and eggs for breakfast. The chorizo had been made fresh only a couple of days prior by the meat market we bought provisions from. By 11am we had reached Isla Gamez and set the anchor. Dave went down for a couple of hour nap. We hung out on the boat, and had burgers for dinner. Melissa having figured that since he drove all night he should be well fed. Then we were both asleep by 8:30pm!
