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Despite apologies by the Marina staff, Wi-Fi doesn't reach out to WILDFLOWER's slip. The best laptop reception for SHTP updates is stall #2 in the Men's floating restroom, halfway up the dock. I'm sure some have wondered why the cheering and groaning behind the toilet door.
Sat phones, Trackers, Bi-hourly updates. What next, a SHTP skipper's smell app, and live masthead video. I kinda like it. But, being an old fart, I remember with some nostalgia the first SHTP in '78. We didn't have radios, we didn't have electronics, and the CG didn't want to know of our existence.
The race started, and the fleet didn't know how they stood until they came around the corner at Hanalei and counted masts. Several racers didn't come around the corner ...without good celestial skills, they missed Kauai and continued sailing west.
The Race Committee absconded with the entry fee, never to be seen. And the promised finish welcoming committee, Club Med, said they'd never heard of a "sailboat race?" and to get off their property.
We didn't need no stinkin' committees, nor no fancy dancy Club Med beads. We had a case of beer, shade under the iron wood trees at the Hanalei Beach Park, and each other to interview. The most recent hand printed results were tacked to the Tree each afternoon at 5.
Some publisher from a new sailing magazine was hanging round. (I think it was called Latitude 38 or something.) But the sea stories were too wonderful, plentiful, and fantastic for belief. By the time #15 finisher got there with a lawnmower strapped to his mast, the magazine guy was passed out in an inflatable dinghy, stuck on the Hanalei River sand bar.
The iron wood trees remain. Tree Time was born of necessity, not invention. And if you don't get there to share part of this furry, fuzzy, feel good, bring what you got, home grown experience. Well, don't say I didn't warn ya.
Sat phones, Trackers, Bi-hourly updates. What next, a SHTP skipper's smell app, and live masthead video. I kinda like it. But, being an old fart, I remember with some nostalgia the first SHTP in '78. We didn't have radios, we didn't have electronics, and the CG didn't want to know of our existence.
The race started, and the fleet didn't know how they stood until they came around the corner at Hanalei and counted masts. Several racers didn't come around the corner ...without good celestial skills, they missed Kauai and continued sailing west.
The Race Committee absconded with the entry fee, never to be seen. And the promised finish welcoming committee, Club Med, said they'd never heard of a "sailboat race?" and to get off their property.
We didn't need no stinkin' committees, nor no fancy dancy Club Med beads. We had a case of beer, shade under the iron wood trees at the Hanalei Beach Park, and each other to interview. The most recent hand printed results were tacked to the Tree each afternoon at 5.
Some publisher from a new sailing magazine was hanging round. (I think it was called Latitude 38 or something.) But the sea stories were too wonderful, plentiful, and fantastic for belief. By the time #15 finisher got there with a lawnmower strapped to his mast, the magazine guy was passed out in an inflatable dinghy, stuck on the Hanalei River sand bar.
The iron wood trees remain. Tree Time was born of necessity, not invention. And if you don't get there to share part of this furry, fuzzy, feel good, bring what you got, home grown experience. Well, don't say I didn't warn ya.
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Jan Brewer
New member
Ditto!
I agree with Alan. These postings are just great reading. I'm internet challenged at home so I only view these occasionally when the stars are aligned right and the landlord has turned off all his electronics.
Keep the great reads comin', please, Skip. I am so glad I know you.
Oh, BTW, I had a real treat on Saturday for the start of the SHTP. I was aboard Cinnabar, Sylvia and company's lovely Schumacher 52. What a beauty she is and what a great day to sail out the Gate and chase down Red Sky.
I agree with Alan. These postings are just great reading. I'm internet challenged at home so I only view these occasionally when the stars are aligned right and the landlord has turned off all his electronics.
Keep the great reads comin', please, Skip. I am so glad I know you.
Oh, BTW, I had a real treat on Saturday for the start of the SHTP. I was aboard Cinnabar, Sylvia and company's lovely Schumacher 52. What a beauty she is and what a great day to sail out the Gate and chase down Red Sky.
On this warm sunny afternoon in Friday Harbor I wandered out to the end dock to see the sexy F-31 trimaran MOXIE come in. It had a Ballenger spar, and expensive looking sails. I was talking with the owner and his wife when nearby, a single hander came in on his Cal-34.
The single hander stepped off his boat with his stern line, tripping over his single lever gear shift/throttle in the process. This misstep put the boat in full speed ahead, with no one aboard, aimed at some very expensive looking marine equipment.
The single hander tried to secure the stern line to the dock rail before the bitter end ran through his hands. He failed, and was quickly losing ground holding his boat that was trying to pull him off the dock.
The three of us from MOXIE ran to his aid. It became a tug-of-war. The good news is four determined people on the dock can doggedly pull a Cal-34 backwards, while its engine is running full speed ahead.
The single hander stepped off his boat with his stern line, tripping over his single lever gear shift/throttle in the process. This misstep put the boat in full speed ahead, with no one aboard, aimed at some very expensive looking marine equipment.
The single hander tried to secure the stern line to the dock rail before the bitter end ran through his hands. He failed, and was quickly losing ground holding his boat that was trying to pull him off the dock.
The three of us from MOXIE ran to his aid. It became a tug-of-war. The good news is four determined people on the dock can doggedly pull a Cal-34 backwards, while its engine is running full speed ahead.
At some point in the distant past, when I was less adroit than i am now....riiiight.....
I brought my Santana 3030 into the dock at San Francisco Boatworks, in front of a full summertime lunch crowd at The Ramp. I had done this before...why, just weeks ago I'd done it, flawlessly, to the thinly-veiled admiration of the crowd. One gentleman actually walked down the dock to congratulate me on my superb solo docking effort.
This time we eased in slowly. The forward dock line was lying on deck, neatly contained by the stanchions and aluminum toerail. The skipper is no fool, it is 6 inches shorter than the distance from the forward to cleat to the prop shaft. The skipper aims carefully, applies a touch of reverse and then puts the engine in neutral. As the boat approaches the dock, he takes the stern line in one hand and finally releases the tiller. A lionesque leap sideways over the lifelines is timed to land him on the dock, where he will tie off the stern line and.............
--> except that the skippers trailing foot catches the lifeline, and Our Hero winds up hanging from his own lifeline, probably spinning like a too-loose piece of chicken on an overdone kebob, while the boat goes *bump* ever so gently on the dock and then drifts off to pay a visit to much larger, shinier and expensive sisters nearby.
Honest. I wound up hanging from my lifelines like a third grader on a horizontal bar on the playground. It's a good thing that my pride is steel-plated.
I brought my Santana 3030 into the dock at San Francisco Boatworks, in front of a full summertime lunch crowd at The Ramp. I had done this before...why, just weeks ago I'd done it, flawlessly, to the thinly-veiled admiration of the crowd. One gentleman actually walked down the dock to congratulate me on my superb solo docking effort.
This time we eased in slowly. The forward dock line was lying on deck, neatly contained by the stanchions and aluminum toerail. The skipper is no fool, it is 6 inches shorter than the distance from the forward to cleat to the prop shaft. The skipper aims carefully, applies a touch of reverse and then puts the engine in neutral. As the boat approaches the dock, he takes the stern line in one hand and finally releases the tiller. A lionesque leap sideways over the lifelines is timed to land him on the dock, where he will tie off the stern line and.............
--> except that the skippers trailing foot catches the lifeline, and Our Hero winds up hanging from his own lifeline, probably spinning like a too-loose piece of chicken on an overdone kebob, while the boat goes *bump* ever so gently on the dock and then drifts off to pay a visit to much larger, shinier and expensive sisters nearby.
Honest. I wound up hanging from my lifelines like a third grader on a horizontal bar on the playground. It's a good thing that my pride is steel-plated.
Sled - excellent reading - quite the visual thinking of near capsized Mac 26s and some monster cruiser coming in to crush them.
I've got a question on PacCup tactics. Seems the racers had quite the headsail reach getting out there, with ample opportunity to sag down a bit. Was the pre-race forecast calling for rhumbline? Seems the boats that sagged, whether they wanted to or not (Cal40) are making out yet again.
Wouldn't the "safe" call be to error on being a bit south?
I've got a question on PacCup tactics. Seems the racers had quite the headsail reach getting out there, with ample opportunity to sag down a bit. Was the pre-race forecast calling for rhumbline? Seems the boats that sagged, whether they wanted to or not (Cal40) are making out yet again.
Wouldn't the "safe" call be to error on being a bit south?
Hey Skip,
Always great to read your thoughts. There is no debate, if you write a book, we will all buy it!
In regards to your thoughts about the abundance of "communication" we have now with the SHTP, I agree, it does seem more every year. But you know what hasn't changed, feeling alone out there, or staying awake for hours or days on end, or feeling like the rest of the fleet is sailing by while you alone have sailed into the worst wind hole on the planet! As you know more than me, what will always remain constant, for all of us, is our wonderful ocean.
Thanks mate,
AJ
Always great to read your thoughts. There is no debate, if you write a book, we will all buy it!
In regards to your thoughts about the abundance of "communication" we have now with the SHTP, I agree, it does seem more every year. But you know what hasn't changed, feeling alone out there, or staying awake for hours or days on end, or feeling like the rest of the fleet is sailing by while you alone have sailed into the worst wind hole on the planet! As you know more than me, what will always remain constant, for all of us, is our wonderful ocean.
Thanks mate,
AJ
Hi Mitch,
I saw no pre-race forecasts in my neck of the woods that called for rhumbline routing. In fact, the opposite was true, and I predicted 31 N x 130 W as a good Pt. A. This is well south.
From the Farallones, the best route would have been sagging south initially. This would have put one at a better course for 1) speed 2) getting around the EPAC HIGH. 3) Smoother boat motion to reduce first night seasickness.
What I'm seeing is the bane of Transpac racers: zig zagging all over the ocean with no firm game plan. It is difficult to "chase" weather in a small boat, and you end up sailing miles more.
GREEN BUFFALO has not only much experience with the Race track, but has done his homework. So far, his is the best track of the fleet. GB has gone fast on optimum points of sail, sailing a smooth curving route SW. He has a game plan, and is acting proactively.
I don't know who is using onboard routing programs like Expedition, etc. But as Stan Honey has said many times, computer/GRIB generated routing invariably takes one too close to the EPAC High. Maybe this is why 75% of this year's SHTP fleet have routed themselves too far north? It's a traditional pit fall.
AJ! Good to hear from you!!!
WILDFLOWER had a good passage back to Anacortes, mostly motor sailing at 6.5 knts. Now tied up near Craig and Vicki's cold molded schooner MAGIC, one of my favorite designs. Farmers Market nearby. Sunny, with high smoke haze from wildfires in the Rockies.
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A beautiful day to let the dogs out! American Eskimos make good small catamaran sleddogs.Actually, SSS supporter from Seattle Mark Clouse stopped by with his dog team. Mark is a professional dog trainer, tire kicking for a new boat. We visited until one of his puppies fell in, and we deployed dog overboard techniques.
Thanks to long time friend Gary Adams for dropping off a roller furler and top swivel he found at a swap meet. Now I can roll up the J-22 141% light air jib that Russell Brown donated. I think we got all points of sail covered now with the sail inventory.
For many years Gary lived aboard his TREKKA sister, TAREMA, and sailed his little ship twice to New Zealand. I first met him in Apia, Western Samoa, in 1973, when we were delivering IMPROBABLE to Oz for Sydney-Hobart. Gary's dinghy was an inner tube with ping pong paddles for propulsion. He paddled by every afternoon for sundowners at Aggie Grey's.
For those who don't know Jim Quanci, skipper of Cal-40 GREEN BUFFALO, I'll just say his experience includes twice racing the Moore 24 TEAM BONZI to Hawaii, and was Overall Winner of the Pacific Cup with Frank Anzak on TEAM BONZI in 1992. They horizoned the fleet.
It was Jim on GREEN BUFFALO that first spotted the distressed LOW SPEED CHASE. There is no finer gentleman, student of the game, and contributor to the sport than Jim and his wife Mary Lovely. SSS and SHTP are lucky to have the BUFFALO among it ranks. It is no accident GREEN BUFFALO and Jim Quanci are contending for the overall lead.
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Critter
Desert Ratfox
Not to get too pedantic or tetchy, but this is the second time I've seen this error on an online forum in the last couple of days so I think I should speak up.
This is NOT the Pac Cup! This is the Singlehanded TransPac. Different races, different organizing authorities, different destinations in Hawaii, different crew limits. The Pac Cup starts in a week or two, I think.
Thank you, carry on.
Max Crittenden
SSS Commodore
It was great to meet you today sleddog and see your fine craft. It really is a remarkable cat! I was really sincerely impressed. The one that fell into the water is Cubby who is closest to sled and was screwing around. I don't know if his fur was initially buoyant but his head never went under. Yes I am carefully tire kicking, but you wouldn't believe what I ran into just a little bit after meeting you. I was walking thru one of the repair yards looking at different hulls mostly as they were dry stored and one hull caught my eye and so did the transom. The boat was dirty with no tarp or anything covering it and the paint of the name was fading, but I made it out to read "Wall Street Duck". I walked into the office and tried to ask some questions about the boat and the guy just told me it was a famous IOR boat from 15 years ago, and to google it. Well I did just that when I got back to Seattle and was pleasantly surprised that it was famous mostly around SF bay, but that it was designed by my all time favorite designer Carl Schumacher in about 1981. So, somewhat more than than 15 years, but kicking those tires revealed gold underneath. So now I've got to see if I have enough guts to track down the owner for a Waaaas Up. What an incredible day!
Congrats Alex and TRUTH on their new SHTP monohull elapsed time record! Well done.
A spectacular line of squalls passed over Anacortes at 0300 this morning and brought thunder, lightning, and pouring rain. The hour long event was not mentioned in forecasts, and may have caught the NWS with their pants down.
News from home is an 18' great white shark bit a kayak just west of Capitola's beaches, near the popular surf spot of Pleasure Point. No body hurt. But shark teeth were left in the kayak's plastic hull.
WILDFLOWER sets sail tomorrow for points north in British Columbia: Nanaimo, Princess Louisa Inlet, and Desolation Sound. Our destinations will be such that we will mostly be out of Internet range. I heartily endorse anyone who wants to step in here on this Forum Thread and tell us about what you are doing, ask questions, tell a sea story or share history, or post a criticism or handy tip. I will rejoin when I have a chance, providing we don't run afoul of wild animals. It is, after all, eagle, bear, wolf, and orca country where we are headed.
www.skippyskip.com/2012/02/25/slapped-a-grizzly-bear-like-a-boss/
Captain Jan: can you share some of your Duck driving stories? Howard: what's going on at Santa Cruz Harbor? Bob: How is RAGTIME and the Solent performing? And if there is anyone in Hanalei reading this, give us the real poop on how our Boys did in the SHTP. Most definitely everyone needs to be there to greet the General on his finish. Amazing.
And DARWIND. While most everyone else is puking and getting their sea legs early on in the SHTP, Tom is catching and cleaning fish, doctoring a possible fractured leg, and taking celestial star shots so he can compete for the Navigator's Trophy. Tom Watson: someday I hope to meet you and shake your hand.
Onward.
A spectacular line of squalls passed over Anacortes at 0300 this morning and brought thunder, lightning, and pouring rain. The hour long event was not mentioned in forecasts, and may have caught the NWS with their pants down.
News from home is an 18' great white shark bit a kayak just west of Capitola's beaches, near the popular surf spot of Pleasure Point. No body hurt. But shark teeth were left in the kayak's plastic hull.
WILDFLOWER sets sail tomorrow for points north in British Columbia: Nanaimo, Princess Louisa Inlet, and Desolation Sound. Our destinations will be such that we will mostly be out of Internet range. I heartily endorse anyone who wants to step in here on this Forum Thread and tell us about what you are doing, ask questions, tell a sea story or share history, or post a criticism or handy tip. I will rejoin when I have a chance, providing we don't run afoul of wild animals. It is, after all, eagle, bear, wolf, and orca country where we are headed.
www.skippyskip.com/2012/02/25/slapped-a-grizzly-bear-like-a-boss/
Captain Jan: can you share some of your Duck driving stories? Howard: what's going on at Santa Cruz Harbor? Bob: How is RAGTIME and the Solent performing? And if there is anyone in Hanalei reading this, give us the real poop on how our Boys did in the SHTP. Most definitely everyone needs to be there to greet the General on his finish. Amazing.
And DARWIND. While most everyone else is puking and getting their sea legs early on in the SHTP, Tom is catching and cleaning fish, doctoring a possible fractured leg, and taking celestial star shots so he can compete for the Navigator's Trophy. Tom Watson: someday I hope to meet you and shake your hand.
Onward.
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My bad, and I know better!
BobJ
Alerion 38 "Surprise!"
I wonder if HAULBACK is home in Nanaimo or out on the oceans somewhere. If home, maybe the little cat could pay him a visit.
RAGTIME! is "all dressed up with nowhere to go." It's been a tough year family-wise and I've had to stay close to home. The boat is 15 min. away at VYC and I'm getting in regular daysails. I'd talked myself in to coming down for the SHF but realized I'd be overdue for another trip to Seal Beach - this is my life this year.
RAGTIME! is "all dressed up with nowhere to go." It's been a tough year family-wise and I've had to stay close to home. The boat is 15 min. away at VYC and I'm getting in regular daysails. I'd talked myself in to coming down for the SHF but realized I'd be overdue for another trip to Seal Beach - this is my life this year.
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There is always 2014....
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RockLobster
New member
I'm going to guess STARBUCK.
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Lobster:
Hi Mike! Is that you? STARBUCK? If you can remind us of the question, you might win something.
WILDFLOWER is in Silva Bay, BC., waiting out NW wind 20 knots, to sail NW across the Straits of Georgia, to Princess Louisa Inlet.
Our trip from Anacortes has been excellent. We had SE 18-20 knots for running up Rosario Straits. Did 20 miles in a little over two hours, until the top of the 30 year old Rhodes 19 spinnaker came off and the center peeled like a banana down the leaches. Oh, well, we still have Morgan's Moore 24 spinny in the focs'l.
Annette Cove, the first night, was pretty and quiet. Some horses on the beach were practicing their synchronized dance moves.
LadySmith Harbor was notable as being a recovery area for Purple Martins. 20 years ago they were down to five nesting pairs left in all BC, with local extinction likely. Nesting boxes were nailed to the LadySmith dock pilings, and now there are more than 200 pairs in that area alone. Purple Martins are like large swallows, and very vocal. We had several nesting boxes right by WILDFLOWER's spreaders, and the birds were zipping in and out.
http://www.ladysmithmaritimesociety.ca/purple.html
Pirate Cove is small and intimate. 10-20 boats in an area the size of Ayala Cove. We found a real pirate chest out on the point.
The VHF weather forecast, in French, was for clear and warm today. Of course we had rain showers transiting Gabriola Pass! I am having some difficulty with mental conversion and translation from French: kilometers/sec for wind speed (divide by 2 for knots) hectopascuals for baro pressure......
Ahead is Canadian defense area Whiskey Golf. This area, about 10 miles x 15 miles, is rented out to foreign navies for torpedo practice. Some years back we actually had a dummy torpedo, dropped from a plane, run under the boat. Now I am more aware of Whiskey Golf's boundaries. But no where can I find when/if WG is currently "active" or "inactive."
Hi Mike! Is that you? STARBUCK? If you can remind us of the question, you might win something.
WILDFLOWER is in Silva Bay, BC., waiting out NW wind 20 knots, to sail NW across the Straits of Georgia, to Princess Louisa Inlet.
Our trip from Anacortes has been excellent. We had SE 18-20 knots for running up Rosario Straits. Did 20 miles in a little over two hours, until the top of the 30 year old Rhodes 19 spinnaker came off and the center peeled like a banana down the leaches. Oh, well, we still have Morgan's Moore 24 spinny in the focs'l.
Annette Cove, the first night, was pretty and quiet. Some horses on the beach were practicing their synchronized dance moves.
LadySmith Harbor was notable as being a recovery area for Purple Martins. 20 years ago they were down to five nesting pairs left in all BC, with local extinction likely. Nesting boxes were nailed to the LadySmith dock pilings, and now there are more than 200 pairs in that area alone. Purple Martins are like large swallows, and very vocal. We had several nesting boxes right by WILDFLOWER's spreaders, and the birds were zipping in and out.
http://www.ladysmithmaritimesociety.ca/purple.html
Pirate Cove is small and intimate. 10-20 boats in an area the size of Ayala Cove. We found a real pirate chest out on the point.
The VHF weather forecast, in French, was for clear and warm today. Of course we had rain showers transiting Gabriola Pass! I am having some difficulty with mental conversion and translation from French: kilometers/sec for wind speed (divide by 2 for knots) hectopascuals for baro pressure......
Ahead is Canadian defense area Whiskey Golf. This area, about 10 miles x 15 miles, is rented out to foreign navies for torpedo practice. Some years back we actually had a dummy torpedo, dropped from a plane, run under the boat. Now I am more aware of Whiskey Golf's boundaries. But no where can I find when/if WG is currently "active" or "inactive."
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Sat. 7/14
WILDFLOWER is moored at Backeddy Marina, Egmont, Skookumchuck, BC. We came a well earned 40 miles yesterday, across the Straits of Georgia. Unlike SF Bay, NW winds in the Straits blow hardest in the morning, moderating in the afternoon. We left Silva Bay at 1100, only to find 20 knots and 3 foot square waves outside. Tucked in a reef and endured a bit of bouncing until things began to normalize. Nearby was a big tri, 44', sailing about the same speed in the same direction.
The breeze gradually dropped to a pleasant 12-14 knots, and lifted so we could lay parallel to the mainland coast. We were on the inside of the lift, and dropped the big tri astern. We overhauled a sweet looking little sloop, a grey Lapworth Cal-30, looking like Rainer's boat. Cal 30's were one of Lapworth's best early designs, and our family had one, COCHISE, #3, for several years. (see attached photos taken yesterday)
Finally, about 6 p.m. we approached Pender Harbor and turned up Agamemnom Channel, the beginning of the 60 mile fiord that ends at fabled Princess Louisa Inlet. PLI is similar to Yosemite Valley, with magnificent Chatterbox Falls at the east end. http://www.princesslouisa.bc.ca/princess-louisa-society-photos.php
One can only enter Princess Louisa through Malibu Rapids at slack water. Malibu Rapids is narrow, only a couple of lengths wide, and hidden behind rocks and trees. The current can reach 15 knots, with overfalls, at springs. Friend Gary Tracey once worked at the summer camp above Malibu Rapids, and had the unique experience of watching a pod of orcas play in Malibu Rapids, like kids at the Boardwalk.
Congrats to all Singlehanded Transpackers on a job well done! And especially to Jim Quanci and GREEN BUFFALO on their well deserved overall win.
WILDFLOWER is moored at Backeddy Marina, Egmont, Skookumchuck, BC. We came a well earned 40 miles yesterday, across the Straits of Georgia. Unlike SF Bay, NW winds in the Straits blow hardest in the morning, moderating in the afternoon. We left Silva Bay at 1100, only to find 20 knots and 3 foot square waves outside. Tucked in a reef and endured a bit of bouncing until things began to normalize. Nearby was a big tri, 44', sailing about the same speed in the same direction.
The breeze gradually dropped to a pleasant 12-14 knots, and lifted so we could lay parallel to the mainland coast. We were on the inside of the lift, and dropped the big tri astern. We overhauled a sweet looking little sloop, a grey Lapworth Cal-30, looking like Rainer's boat. Cal 30's were one of Lapworth's best early designs, and our family had one, COCHISE, #3, for several years. (see attached photos taken yesterday)
Finally, about 6 p.m. we approached Pender Harbor and turned up Agamemnom Channel, the beginning of the 60 mile fiord that ends at fabled Princess Louisa Inlet. PLI is similar to Yosemite Valley, with magnificent Chatterbox Falls at the east end. http://www.princesslouisa.bc.ca/princess-louisa-society-photos.php
One can only enter Princess Louisa through Malibu Rapids at slack water. Malibu Rapids is narrow, only a couple of lengths wide, and hidden behind rocks and trees. The current can reach 15 knots, with overfalls, at springs. Friend Gary Tracey once worked at the summer camp above Malibu Rapids, and had the unique experience of watching a pod of orcas play in Malibu Rapids, like kids at the Boardwalk.
Congrats to all Singlehanded Transpackers on a job well done! And especially to Jim Quanci and GREEN BUFFALO on their well deserved overall win.
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This weekend, Yours Truly and Mrs. Alan took the skerry, "Vingilothiel" out for a row, as the skipper hasn't finished the sailing rig, yet. Launch time at 10:30 at the Redwood City Municipal ramp was followed by three hours leisurely row around Redwood Creek. I report that Sail la Vie is still floating. Yamaha 26's still look good to me, if very IOR'ish.
We rowed up the creek past a little inlet in the bank that I've never been able to get into before, so we explored that, enjoying the sight of a cormorant perched on an old piling, drying his wings. From there we scooted down past the Peninsula Marina, now closed. We took a detour into the old basin and rowed around for old times sake. Then off we went, and past Docktown to the Bair Island Aquatic Center....now completely a rowing center, which is where I bought my old Santana 3030, years ago. We spotted a mess of black necked stilts nesting on a small island/peninsula there, which necessitated a couple of very slow row-bys.
Once done with the stilts, we were off to look at Petes harbor and sigh over a Sprinta Sport, which looks like fun. We headed a few hundred yards up the slough and pushed the bow of the boat into the mud for lunch.
An hour later we slowly rowed back to the ramp to load back up on the trailer, three hours on the water....and it hardly cost me anything! Ha!
We rowed up the creek past a little inlet in the bank that I've never been able to get into before, so we explored that, enjoying the sight of a cormorant perched on an old piling, drying his wings. From there we scooted down past the Peninsula Marina, now closed. We took a detour into the old basin and rowed around for old times sake. Then off we went, and past Docktown to the Bair Island Aquatic Center....now completely a rowing center, which is where I bought my old Santana 3030, years ago. We spotted a mess of black necked stilts nesting on a small island/peninsula there, which necessitated a couple of very slow row-bys.
Once done with the stilts, we were off to look at Petes harbor and sigh over a Sprinta Sport, which looks like fun. We headed a few hundred yards up the slough and pushed the bow of the boat into the mud for lunch.
An hour later we slowly rowed back to the ramp to load back up on the trailer, three hours on the water....and it hardly cost me anything! Ha!