Ahhhh, I'm not really sure what beats a beautiful day on a boat...
Sam and I headed out this morning on a Catalina 270. We decided to go out during the morning, from 10 to 2, and we really couldn't have asked for better conditions.
On the way down to the bay we stopped at Adelberto's for some breakfast buritos then cast off under an overcast sky. June in San Diego means overcast mornings and there is simply nothing that can be done about it. However it's rarely cold so no complaints here.
The overcast burned off by 11am and we had a wonderly blue sky and 12-15 kts of wind the rest of the day. I had Sam motor for the first portion of the outting since I wanted to eat my burito; egg, bacon and cheese and a little red salsa for kick thank you very much. Since this was our first time taking out the 270 and knowing Sam wasn't going to be able to put the sails up himself we just motored till I was done with breakfast. By then we were over towards Harbor Island and had been passed by a couple harbor cruises and a ginormous cargo ship.
Since in San Diego bay there are a couple of dead spots off the Aircraft Carrier berthing on North Island to motor through here isn't a bad option. I finally raised the sails and we were off in a very comfy breeze. We tacked a few times as we made our turn towards Shelter Island and Point Loma. By the time we we were past Harbor Island we were on our final tack and would only make minor adjustments to the sails until we were more than a mile off Point Loma and ready for our jibe to return.
The sea lions are more prevelent the closer you get to the mouth of the bay and we saw more of them swimming the further along we went. They also pack the channel bouys and bark at each other, or us maybe. Usually we turn around about the time we are abeam of Shelter Island but thanks to the fresh breeze and motoring for the first couple miles I decided we were ocean bound.
I brought the GPS along again and I noted our speeds at mostly between 5 and 6kts. Not bad... So as we passed the Sub Base we had the perception of booking right along. We could see the sails of the subs and the degaussing station just past the subs. This really brought back some memories and, as I'm apt to do when I wax nostalgic, I told Sam some sea stories from my days on a grey ship. It'd been roughly 26 years since I'd passed this point on the earth while on the water... Really brought back some those days... It's funny how time can color memories...
We were finally in the ocean on a sail boat (outside of being in class)! Oh it felt so good. We had the gentlest of swells rolling under us. I pointed out the very apparent kelp beds to our north and we maintained our south-westerly course on a very comfortable beam reach to stay out of their evil grasp. The motion of the boat was so pleasant, the sun coming down warming us and the breeze keeping us just cool enough. I took off my shoes as Sam and I chatted and we just sailed.
By 12:30 we were a couple miles off Point Loma and I was starting to get international roaming messages on my cell phone from Mexico just a few miles to the south. I had to fight myself to finally turn around and make our jibe back towards the bay. I can just imagine the feeling of heading towards that horizon we watched today... I'm not sure who first said it but in show biz they say 'always leave them wanting more...' As satisfying as today's sail was we wanted more.
After we made our turn north and then east Sam took over the helm and I enjoyed being a passenger for a while. With the swells rolling under us from astern it takes a lot of input on the wheel to maintain course. Sam was a bit timid about this at first so I got on the wheel with him. He got the hang of it pretty quickly. We cruised a nice beam to broad reach with increasing traffic (another downside to bay sailing) until we got near Shelter Island. With Stars and Strips passing 100 feet on our starboard beam, she on a starboard tack and us on port, Sam became less comfortable making right-of-way decisions and I took the helm again.
By the time we got back to the Aircraft Carriers it was evident we weren't going to make it under sail by our alloted return time. I fired up the little two cylinder diesel, struck the jib, and we motored on in.
I've been reluctant to take the morning session for sailing to date. This time of year our club has two 4 hour sessions you can choose from or you can take the whole day. Today was such perfect conditions I may take this session more often. Plus we had the whole rest of the day to play.
No complaints here! Great fathers day sail!