We're in the Pacific, anchored in La Playita with Panama City in the background.  We completed our transit, but unfortunately lost a cleat in the last lock due to incorrect handling of the lines on the port side rafted yacht and the unwillingness of two individuals on the middle yacht to relay the communications needed to avoid the situation.  By the time they realised what was being asked of them it was too late - the cleat snaped!  Fortunately Roy was not injured, but now the inconvenience of finding a new cleat commences.

For now though, we've enjoyed our last night with Keenan,  Brooke and William. A wonderful week of adventure and family time draws to a close. We're delighted that they got to enjoy the experience with us and guess what William's first words were - That's right - "Paw Paw"!