We hung out in Puerto Jimenez for the day.
Around noon we figured we would head in for lunch. Wanuskewin headed over to us in their dingy. We piled into ours. Dave pulled the starter rope on the 2.5 HP outboard engine, and wham! The handle came right off in his hand. Sigh. Mike said, no sweat, they would hang out and wait till Dave repaired it. Dave took the engine apart. Twice. Got it all put back together. We started her up and headed for shore. We might have gotten 100 yards before it died. Dave started it. It died. Dave started it. It died. Eventually Dave gave up, and (horror!) Wanuskewin towed us back to Apsaras. We piled into Wanuskewin's dingy and headed to shore. Dave was not happy. After lunch, Melissa stayed on shore to do some errands, and Dave went back to the boat to work on the outboard. A couple of hours later Melissa radioed Dave - he was rebuilding the carburetor for the third time. Eventually he sent Mike to pick her up. Dave suspects contaminated gas might actually be the problem.
When we got back from lunch, we found that a big pelican had decided to hang out on the top of our mast. He was sitting atop the wind indicator and was bending it to the point where it might break. So Dave started shouting at it, rocking the boat back and forth, and rattling the rigging to try to scare it off. It could have cared less. Though eventually it did wander off.
For dinner we headed into the local pizza joint. It has a really weird name - PizzaMailIt.com. But its run by an Italian family and was great. Nice thin crispy crust. Mmmm.