We motored slowly up the river for most of the morning and, instead of heading straight to the marina for haul out, we decided to anchor in a quiet spot for the evening.
We chose Texan Bay, a tiny cruiser friendly spot located roughly half way up the river, between Livingston and Fronteras. There are a few tiny “marinas” in the bay with local casas dotted along the banks, just barely visibly between all the greenery.
We spent the afternoon swimming, exploring with our kayak and sampling some ceviche at one of the restaurants on the water. Mostly we just relaxed and took time to catch our breath after the non-stop craziness of traveling from South Africa to Belize, going straight into charter work and then rushing to get Melody to Guatemala.