My sister Sharon receives an email from a Satellite Personal Tracker (SPOT) indicating our current location every time we hit the button and the satellite picks up our global positioning. Sometimes the map that pops up on the website shows that s/v Happy Times is in the middle of nowhere. I know what she’s thinking. “Where the hell are they?”
This is one of those places.
The Media Luna reefs are a group of tiny cays and submerged reefs off the Caribbean coast of Nicaragua. Media Luna itself is a barren rock on the southwest corner of the archipelago. Our exact position is 15°08.652N, 82°42.429.
We stopped here because it’s a midway point to Cayo Vivorillos. There are no other boats here. No trash. No street lights. Hell, there’s not even an island, just a reef inside an aqua blue aquarium.
This is the third most remote place we’ve ever been. Ranked solely on the chronology of our experience, the first most remote location was French Cay in the Turks and Caicos. Even then we shared the anchorage with another boat, s/v Zero to Cruising, and our friends Rebecca and Mike Sweeney. We shared cocktails at sundown and a meal of grilled barracuda that I had caught earlier in the day.
The second most remote spot was Dos Mosquisos in Los Roques, Venezuela’s Out Islands. We shared that far-flung setting with our friends the Huffords on s/v Eclipse. Among our travels, it’s one of my favorite experiences. It seemed so…out there.
There’s no one here but the three of us and Belle. It’s kind of spooky. We can look out to the horizon in all directions and see nothing but water, sky, clouds and a couple of islets.
Media Luna is so far removed that Mike and I cleaned the boat in our birthday suits without embarrassing Mikayla. She was beyond the range of our middle-aged bulges and wrinkles while exploring the reef on our kayak. Happily, SPOT doesn’t transmit images.