Monday, 2 November 2009

Sailing on Monterey Bay

Daylight saving ended this weekend,  and all day, everyone has been asking what time it is... hard to tell when the clocks change but the sun doesn't.  I read a quote the other day.... supposedly from an old Indian man who said that only the government would think that if one cut a piece from the top of a blanket and sewed it on the bottom that you'd end up with a bigger blanket!  My thoughts exactly!

Anyway,  after a slow start,  we drove over to the harbour and took Califia out for a sail.
Here are Devon and Louise getting ready to go...  beautiful boat!



As we motored out towards the ocean,  the wildlife was pretty interesting also... here a pelican....



Once out,  the first boat that we saw, almost was this one with a spinnaker up and looking pretty good.  It was a "picture perfect day" for sailing! (I don't know who this boat is,   but it looked pretty good.)



Here is Vicki on the lee side basking in the sun...   



... and Fiona, Louise and I with the far side of the bay behind us in the distance.



We tacked gently up towards the one mile buoy... the boat on the other side was skippered by the other partner to Califia, and so there was a race to the mark.   We had a head start and just made it.


Just as interesting were the sea lions on the buoy....  a good perch,  I presume.

Having sailed catamarans in the past,  it was interesting to see how far the boat heeled over even in this mild sea and wind....



The mains'l....



Of course,  while we were out there we had a beautiful view of Santa Cruz from the "other side" so to speak...  the boardwalk....



... and the lighthouse and steamer's lane.....



Louise prefers the "gentleman's sailing"  downwind,  which we got to do all the way back...  and late in the afternoon, as it sometimes can,  the wind dropped.  Sails down,  we motored towards the harbour again.



Devon got the comfortable spot on the bow....



... with Louise on the tiller....



As we came into the harbour... what else but a harbour seal....



This is the bit that felt a bit un-nerving to me.... detatching two of the shrouds and dropping the mast to get under the bridge and into the berth where the boat docks.  



A grebe,  different from both of the kinds that we are familiar with at home....



By the time that the boat was tied up,  Fiona was becoming restless and wanted to go to the beach.  
We two grandmothers took Fiona to the beach so that Devon and Louise could pack up the boat,  unencumbered.   As we reached the beach, the sun was setting and the colours in the sky were beautiful, changing by the minute, as we watched...



... in the opposite direction, the moon was already in the sky,  but it must be close to the full moon.  
(I just looked up the time of the full moon and it will be at about noon tomorrow (pacific daylight time) another 18 hours away.    The moon did look a bit high in the sky as the sun set to actually be the full moon,  but it is pretty close.



Meanwhile Fiona plaayed in the sand,  pretended to be a puppy and wore herself out!



Devon and Louise came to meet us.  As we left the beach to go home,  they pointed out a strange craft,  a kind of kayak with outriggers that was "parked" on the beach.  This was a boat that they had described to me previously, a kind of "mad max" craft that a live-aboard travels up and down the coast on...  amazing boat!



2 comments:

John L said...

What a great day. Did it summon a return to the lure of the sea?

Jane said...

Sounds nice, but then, I didn't have to paint anti-fouling on the hull or scrape it's bottom!