Monday, October 29, 2007
San Diego At Last
Thursday afternoon we passed Pt. Sur.....or Big Sur as the town is known there.
You can see here that the seas were not that bad. It was a shame that there was haze in the air so the view was not as clear as it could have been. No, it wasn't smoke, just haze. The only fire we saw during the entire trip was up near the California, Oregon border.
This is what we did mostly when off watch and awake. Steve read several books during the trip. I didn't get to read much. When not sleeping, I was keeping track of our progress and answering emails and phone calls when we had good wireless service. We used Verizon and the coverage was not too bad. I was surprised that we got better cell/wireless coverage off the Washington and Oregon coast (up to 15 miles offshore) than we could get in Southern California. I could not connect or make a cell call until a mile off the outer buoy in San Diego. It is beyond me.
This is the moon rise. We were north of San Luis Obispo when this was taken. The full moon was awesome to see, especially when the high swells would pass beneath us. The peaks and valleys of the water with the white caps glistening were beautiful.
Thursday night the wind howled and the waves were large. It was dark so I don't know how large they were, but we were surfing again and Steve reported a 15.5 knot highest speed. Again, this was with the boat set to run at about 8 knots. I never felt like the boat was out of control and none of us were ever afraid or apprehensive about our safety. We did talk about the fact that we were the only vessel out there and if anything were to happen, we would be on our own. Fortunately we did not have to use the immersion suits, EPIRBS, or life raft.
Friday morning found us rounding Point Conception. Immediately, the seas quieted and the winds died. We motored on in foggy, but calm conditions. Some time in the early afternoon, we crossed the shipping lanes and passed by Anacapa Island.
This was a bit of deja vu for me. My first experience cruising was aboard a friend's 21' Venture sailboat on a cruise to the Channel Island in 1970. The bug for cruising bit then and it still is infecting me some 37 years later.
Our track took us very close to Catalina Island and there were numerous tugs, sailboats, and motor yachts coming and going almost all night. It was the busiest any of us were during the whole trip. It amazes me how some people will sail along at night without any lights on. We saw no less than 3 radar targets that we finally saw in the moonlight that were out there with no lights. Two were sailboats and one was a small fishing boat, maybe 25 feet long. We managed to avoid running them down.
We entered San Diego harbor at about 8AM on Saturday morning. My good friend and fellow yacht broker, Dan Peter of Cabrillo Yachts had arranged a slip for us at Sun Harbor Marina at Harbor Island . We first pulled in to the pump-out dock and Dan soon came down and guided us to the slip we will occupy until we leave on FUBAR next Wednesday, November 7th.
A shower, clean clothes, a hearty breakfast at a local cafe and we were soon feeling human again. Tom had a flight home Saturday afternoon and Steve went of to visit old Southern California friends so I was left tidy up and prepare for Jan's arrival on Tuesday.
On Sunday morning, I snapped this picture taken from up on the flybridge. The redness of the sky is due to the fires, no doubt.
It was sure pretty, but a huge price to pay for beautiful sunrises. I would rather have gray skies I think and leave the pretty sunrises for Hawaii.
All in all, the trip has been a tremendous success (so far). The boat has performed far beyond our expectations. We only had one major equipment failure that threatened the continuation of the trip. Fortunately a jury rig solution was found and we escaped a fate worse than abandoning ship or encountering pirates, or even death for that matter.
About the 3rd day out, the new Mr. Coffee coffee grinder gave up the ghost. No amount of coaxing, tapping, jarring, or talking sweetly to it would make it grind our beans. Fortunately, we had some very talented people aboard and after much discussion, an alternative solution was found. A Ziploc baggie and a plastic mallet. We just put the required number of beans in the Ziploc bag and take it into the engine room where I could tap the beans lightly until they were the right "grind" and we soon had our requisite morning coffee.
Thanks to all of you who have been encouraging my rambling musings. I am going to take a break until the FUBAR begins next week. I am not sure how good the internet connections will be in Mexico, but I will journal the happenings and get them up here on the blog when I can.
Hasta luego!!!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Surf's Up....Dude!!!
Monday, October 22, 2007
Underway again…..at last. We spent 6 days in Gray’s Harbor waiting for decent weather so we could cross the bar and resume the trip to
Friday, October 19, 2007
Stuck in Westport
Westhaven, the marina part of Westport is pretty much a ghost town this time of the year. The fishing fleet is in and no one seems to be doing much fishing, or anything else for that matter. We spent Tuesday and Wednesday doing small chores on the boat. I calibrated the tank monitoring system and we mounted smoke detectors, the 406 EPIRB, boat hook brackets and a few other miscellaneous items.
Yesterday we went to Westport Shipyard and had a tour of the portion of the factory that builds the Westport 130. An amazing place. They have 700 workers there in 2 shifts and they are extremely well organized. We saw 5 130's in various stages of construction. Tom Gilbert (crewmember and our electronics engineer) has done work for Westport before so he was able to get us this insider's tour with a friend of his that is the head of the electronics department there.
Yesterday we also discovered "Junky's", a marine hardware store that had more "stuff" than I think I have ever seen before. Virgil, Junky's owner, is a real character. His first love (other than his wife who is 25 years his junior) is Packard automobiles. He owns 15 of them. In addition, he had a DeLorean there that only had 1000 miles on it. The DeLorean was on a lift and covered by a canvas tarp but we got a sneak look at it when Virgil was looking the other way. Upstairs we found antique gas pumps in mint condition as well as shelves and shelves of automobile parts that likely were not for any automobile built after 1960. I asked Virgil about taking inventory and he said "That's something we don't talk about around here". It seems that the last time he took inventory it took 7 people over 6 weeks. (no way they counted everything)
Today we were a bit bored so Steve and I took the local bus for it's loop around Westport. The best 50 cent ride I have had in years. Mid way through the loop, I spied a barber shop and asked the driver if I could get off and catch her on the next trip around. Steve stayed on the bus and 30 minutes and an inch off the top later, they came back by and picked me up.
Well, that's all there is to report from here in Wobegone......er Westport except to say you know you've been here too long when Bill at the fuel dock waves and says "good morning, Peter". (how'd he remember my name?)
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Gray's Harbor (Westport)
We spent the night heading into strong swell, whipped by winds that we recorded at a high of 41 knots (true wind speed) and with our 8 knots of speed, made the wind show 49 knots apparent wind. We hardly knew it except for the spray being thrown up and then back over the pilothouse.
We approached Gray's Harbor entrance at 5AM, right at slack water and high tide. This was planned as Gray's Harbor is notorious for it's bar, with breaking seas that can reach 15' or more when there is a strong ebb with onshore winds. We were fortunate and we felt only a gentle swell. Picking our way in was interesting, but with the Simrad radar and Nobeltec chart plotter, it was a peace of cake.
Here is Nor'wester at the fuel dock. Accross the dock is a Canadian fishing vessel. It is hard to see, but she is very "bow down" with a full hold of Hake.
Just another picture because we think she is soooooo pretty.
Can we get some respect here? Can you believe that this guy sat up there and would not move in spite of my efforts to shoo him away. He even left a poop spot behind......
We will be here a couple of days. If anything of note happens, I will post.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Underway
We are underway to
To top things off, Neil Rabinowitz, the famous yacht photographer did a full day interior shoot on the Wednesday before the show started and then we left the show early (4pm) and he did a helicopter shoot of the boat underway. When I say he did a full day on the interior, that is an understatement. Neal boarded the boat at 7AM and was finished at 10:15PM that night. He is very meticulous, but is the best and the results will show that. I will post some of the pics here when we receive them.
With all of that activity and then the last minute stuff, I haven’t had much sleep in the past week. We got underway at 6AM this morning and by 8, I was ready for a nap. I told the crew (
Conditions are pretty benign right now. The seas are only a foot or two and the boat is just purring along. We recorded the sound readings this morning in the pilothouse at 8 knots. 58db. The crew said my snoring was louder than the rest of the boat.
More when I can……..