| Foreground: Anna Background: (L-R) Mary Beth, Barry, Pat (in shadow), David, Rena |
To be fair with the title of this post, neither Pat and Rena nor Barry and Mary Beth are Canadian. They are US citizens who just happen to live in Canada, if I have the story straight. I just couldn't resist continuing the Canadian Invasion theme.
David and Anna met me and Helga at the marina Friday afternoon, and we joined the rest for dinner at Los Moles Beer Garden in El Cerrito, covering a lot of information, mostly on background and sailing experience, while nibbling and sipping on the outside patio. Pat is the regular racing skipper, and he has chartered in the British Virgin Islands quite a bit. Barry has been involved in boat deliveries and has more long distance coastal sailing than the rest of us, but he has yet to do a crossing. Rena is routinely a sailing crew member. Mary Beth is not so much interested in sailing, but came along as a good sport. My apologies to any if I seriously shortchanged or misstated a sailing background. That night David and Anna returned to the V berth while the others stayed in a hotel.
I had to get up early Saturday morning to replace the zinc on the propeller shaft and then get cleaned up, while David brought the other two couples to the marina from the hotel.
We headed out, aiming for Straits of Raccoon and then the Golden Gate Bridge. Pat, Barry, and David mostly sail on a lake, and I knew they would want to feel some ocean swells. The winds were pretty good and I think we set out with two reefs in the main, and as we were beating to the bridge we put in the third reef. After we cleared the boat traffic and left the bridge behind us, I turned the helm over to Pat, whom I know was itching to drive.
Here are some raw, unedited videos from that part of the trip, posted to YouTube. They are unedited because I haven't figured out how to do that yet. Apologies in advance for the wind noise. They are on YouTube instead of directly part of this blog because the video files are too big to post to the blog.
Outside the Golden Gate Bridge 1 Pat at the helm
Outside the Golden Gate Bridge 2 Coming about
Outside the Golden Gate Bridge 3 Barry at the helm
| Just the ladies |
We sailed a good distance out past Mile Rock, the definition of being in the open ocean at this locale. When the wind and seas are good it's always tempting to just keep going, to Ensenada, Mexico, or Hawaii, or just the Farallon Islands. But as always, we turn around and head back in.
For a day sail out of Richmond, we usually sail out the Golden Gate, or we sail north under the San Rafael Bridge into San Pablo Bay, or we sail south under the Bay Bridge into the south bay. This day we got two bridges. After coming back into the bay we sailed along the north and then east shoreline of San Francisco, under the Bay Bridge and well into the big commercial ship anchorage before turning around and heading for home.
Sailing into the south bay David at the helm
We shared some great sailing and covered a lot of ground and were treated to a beautiful sunset as we left the marina.
We headed out for dinner at Gangnam Tofu Korean Cuisine, went to bed, and did it all again the next day.
The only place left to go was north, so we sailed up under the I580 bridge and passed East Brothers Island, lighthouse, and bed and breakfast on the west side, turned around the island and passed in the gap between the island and Point San Pablo.
After we got back Helga and I had to scurry back to Carson City, so there was no time for long farewells, but we had a great time and all are encouraged to invite themselves back any time.

Jim you forgot the most important task. We had a chance to try out the liquor cabinet. NI thing better than a "fitst one today" with phelora of rums on board.
ReplyDeleteMore important I want to thank Jim and Helga for welcoming us all and treating us like kings and queens. An awesome and memorable week end. Cheers