Island Time

by Ray 7. September 2009 08:12
Wow, how long did that take to get chapter two written???

So once we contacted Two Harbors on channel 9, not 16, the Harbor Master came out and met us.  Nice guy. You can pay him cash for your bouy or he'll assign it and you can go into the pier to pay by card of you want.  The whole affair seems pretty casual out there.  So we navigated through what seemed to me to be a VERY TIGHT buoy field and found J5, our assigned spot.  We slowly coasted up to our bouy and took care of business as if we'd actually done it before...

We were all pretty tired, well maybe Sam wasn't, but we were also amped from finishing the first leg of this trip.  For veteran blue water sailors perhaps this was no big thing but I've only been sailing since January and to me this passage was a big deal!  Instead of hitting the sack we decided to head into shore and take care of a couple chores.  After inflating the dinghy we paddled our way to the dinghy docks.  I took care of the mooring and we thought of coffee.  After smelling the food in the restaurant on the beach we decided to go ahead and just eat there.  Oh, what a fine breakfast that was!

As we sat eating I took notice of our fellow eaters and island denizens.  I'm not quite sure what I was expecting but one thing I thought might show up is the typical local/tourist relationship.  Where the locals have a certain disdain for non-locals.  I've seen this all over including near my home in the summer when San Diego is inundated with folks from Arizona escaping their stifling desert heat.  Therefore when I was only met by smiles and seemingly genuine warmth in the greetings I really was just a bit surprised.

Then I started to look at the other folks eating, the other boaters.  Consider that even the cheapest boats moored off the beach were worth tens of thousands of dollars and their owners are paying hundreds of dollars a month to berth their vessels.  Additionally there were some boats moored nearby worth hundreds of thousands or dollars or more.  My point being that we were in the company of a fairly affluent demographic.  You sure couldn't tell it by looking around...  Everyone looked like us - Needing a shower and a shave and just a bit disheveled...  No one seemed to be carrying airs.  No one seemed to imply they shouldn't be waiting for you to get out of their way.  Well there was the set of aloof/clueless euro's but I won't go there...

With that evaluation complete we fit right in.  We picked up some ice and sundries for our non-refridgerating refrigerator and took a stroll around the area finding the boat parts store.  If you are planning on buying belts in Two Harbors bring your old ones with you.  They don't work off of belt numbers or engine designations, only matching belts physically.  We didn't have our belts so we set that aside for the next day.

After our stroll, and excellent breakfast, we headed back out to the boat, loaded the fridge with ice and finally relaxed.  Kurt and I found our books and a spot to stretch out in the cockpit and Sam really took to his private accomodations in the forward vee berth.  Eventually beers made their appearance and then it was finally nap time...  We all just sort of migrated to a flat spot where snoring ensued...

Dinner was Brats and Salad and wine, oh my...  We even had Lexan stemware.  We were in bed pretty early and all slept quite well.  The gentle motion of the boat was a perfect way to induce slumber.

The previous day we'd found out our holding tank was full so we were up early Tuesday morning to get over to the fuel dock when it opened at 8AM.  Since we were there we went ahead and filled up on fuel and water as well.  Interestingly we found that only one of our water tanks had any water in it.  Interesting in that it now seemed quite obvious that our holding tank was not empty, at least one water tank was not filled, and the fridge I'd been assured worked by no less than three people did not work.  A bit disappointing on the part of Seaforth.  Alas, this is cruising and you make due with your dealt hand.  So we did, and other than noting these issues they did not dampen our week in any way.

This was our main tourist day so after taking care of boat chores and an excellent breakfast of eggs with sausage and bagels we made some sandwich's, loaded up my backpack, and headed to shore for a little hike.  Just about the moment I put my shoe on solid earth I realized that I'd left the camera on the boat.  Damnit!  Rowing back and forth in our dinghy did not lend itself to a quick run back to the boat to pick up forgotten items...  So we disappointingly did without.

We took the trail from Two Harbors to the other side of the island at Catalina Harbor, all of .5 miles away.  It was a short and pleasant walk from which we found another trail that led further around the west shore of the island.  We made a detour down to the rocky beach and explored, finding many interesting shells and rocks.  Cat. Harbor, as its called locally, is a more remote mooring, and with that apparently more peaceful.  Though it is a bit of a walk into "town" for supplies.  Well, a bit more than from the other side of the isthmus anyway.  From the beach we continued on the trail a bit further until we found a spot that overlooked the ocean westward.  We ate lunch with the gulls and pelicans overhead and the seals hunting in the waves below us.  To say this was a peaceful and idyllic place to lunch is an understatement.

Eventually we headed back to Two Harbors with Sam telling us the stories of the geologic history of this area the whole way.  Unfortunately we only able to pick up one of the two belts we needed.  Kurt then decided to rent a kayak for us to play with for a while.  Sam and I took the first excursion and we headed over to the USC Research center past the outskirts of the anchorage.  It was somewhat disconcerting how quickly we were out of the protected waters of the anchorage and into rolling waves.  We headed back...  We decided to detour through the anchorage and explore the rocky shallows to see what we might see.  We found an area that was only a few feet deep and we could see the Garibaldi, hard to miss being bright orange, all over the place.  After some more exploring it was time to let Kurt and Sam have a turn on the Kayak while I relaxed on the beach.

After the days adventures it was back to the boat to clean up, have some dinner and get the boat ready for an early morning departure.  After dinner we made our final foray into shore for much needed showers...  With this chore out of the way the rest of the evening was spent in preparation for our trip back to San Diego the next day.

What an enjoyable place Two Harbors is, and probably all of Catalina Island.  We didn't get to do as much as we might have liked but that leaves plenty to do the next time we head over there. Next time, we all agreed, an extra day would probably hit the mark nicely.

Next up sailing down wind, homeward bound...

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Wankers

by Ray 18. August 2009 08:40
Due to the turds at some watch website, theluxurywatchstore, I have had to turn on Comments Moderation.  They keep posting superfluous non-related comments that have a link to their website and no other relevant information.  Thanks to these asshats I now have to review comments and approve them.  However I will not edit or filter any comments and anyone other than these buttmunchs will be approved...

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Catalina Part I - North bound

by Ray 15. August 2009 09:56
Catalina 2009 track
It was a busy weekend preparing for departure and also getting in all the honey-dos I needed to so that the ladies at home were happy while we were gone.

We started loading the boat at 1600 Sunday afternoon and were loaded and ready to go by 1730. We checked out and were underway by 1800, leaving from Mission Bay. Our tentative plan was to use the prevailing North-Westerly winds to sail a few miles out to sea before turning north.  Unfortunately we only had wind to sail until about 2000 which got us only a couple miles offshore and as far north as La Jolla.

At this point we started up the engine, set course of 290 (hand steering the entire way) and cruised very smoothly at about 6kts.  As the sun set things began to take on a surreal feel.  The moon didn't rise till around midnight so it got very dark.  An hour after sunset I could barely make out the difference between the sky and the sea. Conveniently there was hardly any swell or waves at all. It got steadily colder all night long and we eventually ended up in full foulies.  I woke up around 0200 to a very odd sensation.  I looked up and the sky was all lit up grayish-white.  I said to Kurt, in my barely awake stupor, that the sun was coming up.  He laughed and told me not yet...  Then I realized that even though I couldn't see the moon it was shining on the clouds from above and lighting up the whole sky.  We could see for several miles in every direction.

Kurt and I had set a 2 hour watch and the person off watch just rested/slept in the cockpit, Sam slept well all night down below. This being our/my first overnight passage we both wanted the other quickly available in case something happened. At 0300 something happened. Kurt was driving and I was snoozing against the starboard bulkhead. I heard something very odd come from the engine and suddenly the oil pressure light and buzzer went on scaring the crap out of both of us. I jumped to the binnacle and shut the engine down. I checked the engine temp real quick and it looked fine so I headed to the engine. As soon I got in the companionway I could smell the burnt rubber and immediately knew we'd wasted a belt.

I pulled the engine cover off while Kurt raised the main in an effort to limit the rolling as much as possible. I found both belts wrapped around the crankshaft doing their best impression of spaghetti. While the Seaforth staff was showing us through the boat before we left the dude had pointed out the spare belts and a few other spare parts and tools.  Kurt and I nodded our heads, spare parts, right, yadda yadda yadda thanks...  Thankfully they did supply us with spares for both belts! After cleaning out the mess I installed new belts and we were on our way again. Total down time was about 30 minutes.

[quick aside: I was wearing a harness and tether while I was working on the engine. I had the cover off when I told Kurt to start up the engine so I could make sure things looked okay. My tether got kicked by one of the blades on the alternator and suddenly my life flashed before my eyes. Dumb move on my part and my only excuse was it was 0300, which is really no excuse. Beware dangly things when you are working on an engine!!]

Along the way I noticed that the fridge wasn't cooling down.  No fewer than three people had told us the boat had a working fridge to NOT put ice in it because it would mess it up some how.  So I bought one bag of ice to put in our ice chest to cool down a few beers.  The rest of the food went in the fridge.  Well, by early morning the fridge was no colder than when we'd left and I was scouring the boat documentation trying to figure out why the fridge wasn't working.  I actually found NO information on any refridgeration on board.  The only indicator that there might be was the switch on the control panel labeled "Refridgeration".   Well, I moved our one bag of ice to the fridge and noted this would require a call back to Seaforth once we were moored.

After that it was a straight cruise right to the island, though I think we both had pits in our stomachs from nerves...  We saw land around 0400, or a least land based lights...  Around this time we were also transiting the shipping lanes out of Long Beach but we didn't see another vessel within miles of us.  We did start to pick up some radio traffic though.

By sun-up we were off Avalon and on a very smooth ride right to Twin Harbors.  As we were cruising past the island we went through a couple pods of Dolphins.  Man those things are really playful!  They'd swim right up to us, dive under on one side and come jumping out the other side.  Really neat to see!

We contacted Two Harbors on channel 9, the harbor master came out to meet us and give us our mooring assignment.  We ended up on J5.  The mooring field is really tight and I was a bit nervous getting us in there but all went smoothly and by 1000 we were moored and finally relaxing...  I was too tired at this point to realize I'd really enjoyed the trip up, and I was still a little stressed over the engine and the fridge.  While here we needed to find new spares and figure out our refridgeration situation.  Plus we were hungry!
 
Pictures!  Git cher pictures here
 
Next up: Island Time
Seaman Ray

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Planning continues for Catalina.

by Ray 6. August 2009 12:46
I went and visited the boat today to make sure I was clear on what equipment is in the boat.  For example I wasn't sure if there was refrigeration, there is.  Getting on the boat today really amped up the anticipation!  I looked around, opened all the drawers and cabinets, checked out the control panel and the nav. station. I reviewed the electronics aboard and scoped the cockpit again. Danielle at Seaforth even gave me their packing and checkout lists so I know exactly what will be on the boat and what they'll have checked prior to us getting there.

Damn I love the smell of a boat!  So all looks good on that front.  We're currently scheduled to head out Sunday evening sometime, hopefully before 7. I got the go-ahead from Seaforth to arrive and start loading around 4PM.  With that I don't see why we can't get off the dock by even 6...  We'll see.

Kurt and Sylvia got in last night and Kurt and I started in right away talking about the trip, looking at charts, sharing ideas...  Good stuff.  We're both excited!  We're going to catch a game tomorrow night then probably make a big Costco run on Saturday.

As for the trip itself, everything looks pretty straight forward.  Head out Mission Bay, we'll probably sail west for while before turning north.  That is if the winds keep up for a while, we could actually sail much of the way.  If the wind dies we'll just fire up the engine and plot a straight line to the southern tip of Catalina.  Our only concern is crossing the shipping lanes up near LA.  The boat has a radar reflector but somehow that doesn't give me all the comfort it might...  We'll keep a flashlight in the cockpit, and have the flares nearby just in case. We'll also be extra-diligent in our watch-keeping.

We talked a little bit about the return trip too but somehow that seemed pre-mature...  Although it looks like we'll probably make a quick circumnavigation of the island before pointing south and setting up for our 80 miles reach toward home...

Hopefully I'll get to update before we leave.
Seaman Ray

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Pimugna - Santa Catalina Island

by Ray 27. July 2009 15:13
West end of Santa Catalina
Roughly 80 miles north-north-west of Point Loma lies an island that's been inhabited since around 7000 BC.  Within 20 miles of one of the great population centers in the United States it's been the playground for the rich and beautiful and Boy Scouts alike :P.  I was last there in 1981 for Boy Scout summer camp at Cherry Cove.  Looks like I'll be getting to play there again soon.  This morning I reserved a Catalina 320 for two weeks from today.  Sam, my father-in-law Kurt and I will be sailing up there, spending a couple of days on a mooring ball, then sail our way back to Mission Bay.

I'm pretty excited as this is as close to blue water sailing as I'll be getting for some time.  Okay, it's not blue water sailing, but it'll probably feel like it to me.  We won't be going further than about 20 miles off shore.  We should get two sunsets, one on the way out and one on the way back.

I'm still working on logistics some but the plan right now is to leave around 7PM and get out of Mission Bay.  Hopefully we'll have a couple hours of wind where we can sail for a little while. I think a sunset off the bow under sail would be a damn fine way to start the trip.  I'm expecting between 12 and 15 hours to Two Harbors.  I'm assuming that at some point after sunset the wind will die and we'll end up motoring most of the way there.  Kurt and I will establish a watch rotation and we'll see what Sam does.  Maybe he'll be beer-boy...

Once in Two Harbors I'm thinking we'll pass the time with books, sleep, some shore excursions, and some beer and wine for a couple of days.

After we're done with all that excitement we'll drop the ball around checkout time, which I guess is around 8AM, and we'll take a nice downwind sail all the way home.  I hope.  Actually we'll probably have to motor some of that since the wind rarely comes up before 10AM in these parts.  I'm also kinda hoping we'll get a hankering for little swim at some point during the day and we'll stop the boat for a mid-ocean dip...

I'm pretty excited right now.  I've got a few more details to hash out but I think we're pretty much a go at this point!  I hope to post more details soon.

Seaman Ray

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Are we free anymore?

by Ray 20. July 2009 22:40

For a long time I've thought I was born in the wrong decade, if not the wrong century.  I think I mentioned this to my dad once and his comments were basically about how I didn't want modern conveniences, or crap in a flush toilet...  My reason for thinking this really has nothing to do with creature comforts. I love creature comforts! I love air conditioning! I love flush toilets!  Not that I can't live for a time without these things but if they are available I shall avail myself of them...

 

I thoughts on this topic have more to do with living in an age of discovery, adventure, enlightenment, and perhaps most importantly freedom.  It just doesn't feel like many of these things can be had in our modern rule obsessed society with a pre-disposition for litigation and and lock-step conformity.

 

Obviously discoveries can be made in our time, and are made daily, but i'm talking more about self-discovery or perhaps discovery for the sake of one's self.  In other words, sometimes I just want to see things for my self.  Sure I know that if you keep going across the Pacific you will eventually run into some land. I know Tonga, for example, is down there but I want to see it for myself. I want to follow the course, pioneered so long ago, that leads to these exotic lands. I know it's already been done but I don't care. I had no interest in making an exceptional ascent of Mt Rainier. I just wanted to climb it myself.  Touch the top myself.

 

I have always been one for adventure.  Often more adventure than most around me.  I've never been sure why I have had this compunction to do hard things.  But its a part of me and those who know me just nod their heads...  When I would plan backpacking trips my hiking partners invariably would scale back my grand schemes.  They learned this after I set up an epic trip through Yosemite that we were unable to complete. I don't apologize for this, its who I am.  And what an adventure it would be to cross oceans in a 45 foot sail boat!

 

Our society, here in the USA, has become somewhat staid.  Non-conformists are pressed to the fringes of our society.  Never really one to push conformity I've followed along for 42 years as I thought a good citizen should.  For some time now I've begun to feel that perhaps a homogenized society isn't so healthy for it's members.  The USA is called the great melting pot.  And truly we still are.  But we've become a melting pot more in color and less in measurable variety.  By that I mean that if you move here you're expected to assimilate. I know I've been one to remark on those who are different.  I've started to believe there's value in those differences, strength in that variety. I can not think of a better environment to attempt enlightenment then the planet itself.  I think exposing my son and daughter to the varied cultures and societies of the world, their languages, their foods, their social mores would be as powerful a lesson as I could provide them.  And lets face it, I'm not the most enlightened or open minded guy around.  I'm sure these experiences would be affect me and Mandi deeply and in a lasting way as well. I think it would strengthen some convictions and shatter others. I think it would strengthen our relationship and alter our global views. I truly cannot envision the myriad ways it would affect us, and that is as it should be!

 

Understand that I write this with true love for my country in my heart. I am a patriot and a proud veteran.  The US loves to state that it is the land of the free. While few places in the world have freedoms comparable to what we have here, I have begun to feel that certain freedoms are being squeezed for the greater good.  I am not above asking someone to curb salty language within earshot of my wife and children, so I suppose I have infringed on freedoms myself.  I suppose it's always a fine line that we walk when it comes to freedom.  Too little and you've got oppression.  Too much and you've got anarchy and chaos.  So I suppose I'm more talking about some esoteric freedoms.  For example in Southern California you can not go the beach by yourself unless basically it's freezing out or it's raining.  There are simply too many people here.  You can not go to Yosemite without sitting in traffic or standing in line unless it's the dead of winter.  Most days on just about any freeway in the southland you can not drive anywhere without hitting traffic at some point. Usually you will have deal with some fool who's in so much of a hurry that he affects everyone else on the road.  

 

You cannot go camping most anywhere in the country without a hundred other people bearing down on same locale.  I have gone backpacking in some of the most remote locations in the western US.  I have never gone more than a day or a dozen miles without coming across another party.  There are tide pools at Point Loma.  You cannot go enjoy their beauty before paying $20 to enter the State Park.  You cannot drink a beer on any beach in San Diego.  You cannot go to any beach in La Jolla or Del Mar without paying a metered fee for parking.

 

Over the years I have done less and less on holidays.  Not because I didn't want to celebrate them but because it became too much effort to try.  The 4th of July is a good example. I decided I wanted to spend the day near the beach last year.  We have an RV and I thought it would be nice to have it, if nothing else then for our own private bathroom.  We picked Mission Bay as there is actually a place to park an RV. I got up at 3AM and was in the RV driving down to the bay by 3:45. I was at Mission Bay by 4:15 and parked in the last available spot I could fit my 24' motor home in.  There were a good dozen other RV's already there.  I won't describe the day but when the fireworks were over we then sat in traffic for another two hours until we could get out of the parking lot and drive home.  After parking the RV around midnight I carefully drove home to complete my 21 hour day.  All for the sake of watching fireworks near the ocean.


Would things be different in other parts of the world?  I don't know but I'd like to find out.

Ciao,
Seaman Ray

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A sailing story from land

by Ray 15. July 2009 19:49
USA-87

It's strikes me that not all sailing stories necessarily have to be written about being on a boat.

 

This week I had Monday and Tuesday off from work.  On Tuesday the little family and I took the RV down to Shelter Island.  We needed to run it a while to charge things up etc...

 

So we kicked it. The baby napped, mama napped, daddy lounged outside with some sunflower seeds watching the bay do it's thang.

 

I watched boats go by and with a tinge of the green-eyed monster and I truly enjoyed watching. It is really relaxing watching boats go by with so little effort or input from me...  I just sat there.  Happy!

 

A large grey research vessel left port as I watched.  She was docked north east of the submarines.  I could see the tugs waiting for her, then with a puff of black smoke she was moving and headed towards the mouth of the bay.  Bye bye...

 

Not long after, a grey warship entered the bay.  I watcher her slowly glide by surrounded by tugs and security boats, helicopters going back and forth.  I could see the sailors at sea-detail waiting for their orders to tie her up to the pier. I remember doing that so many years ago.  I think I prefer watching them...  Welcome home boys...

 

We have a large yellow Dole tanker in San Diego. I think it goes down to Honduras and back loaded out with fruit.  She was headed out of the bay.  She was really moving!  The tanker barely missed 3 guys in an aluminum boat out fishing in the channel.  Seems like there might be better places to fish.  Hope they enjoyed the ride.

 

A little while later an enormous panamax car carrier came in.  Those cargo ships don't waste any time getting in and out of port.  Damn those who might get in the way...  I wonder who's buying all those cars in "this economy..."

 

During all this excitement, sail boats on a starboard reach are headed out the bay.  Boats on a port reach are headed in.  little buzzing jet-skis are zipping about.  Powerful motor boats are making their presence known through noise and wake.  The yachts in the cruisers anchorage off Shelter Island are reacting to all this activity by rolling back and forth and swinging slightly on their moorings.

 

Then she made her appearance being swiftly towed in by well powered Zodiacs.  I marked her speed at 15kts, towed!  She is the biggest trimaran I've ever seen.  Most likely the most expensive I may ever see.  USA-87 is Larry Ellison's next America's Cup effort, and his crew, Russel Coutts et al, are training with this spectacular piece of Kevlar and carbon off the coast of San Diego.  I walk past where she's stored most days but usually by lunch time the boat is out being put through her paces.  So it's not often that I actually get to see her.  Even more rare is seeing her in the water.  Even under tow she is a sight.  For her size, there is really very little there.  Basically three pontoons connected with lateral spars and an enormous carbon mast that must be at least six feet front to back.  At nearly 100 feet long and almost as wide she takes up a lot of space but gives the appearance of so many assembled tinker toys...

 

She cruised by and I continued to my relaxing...

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Ships to the left, Subs to the right

by Ray 7. July 2009 10:25
July 6th sailing track
Since we had a game, Padres, on Friday the 3rd the club decided instead of making Friday a holiday, when everyone would have to work anyway, they made Monday the 6th a holiday.  This worked out pretty nicely for me for the most part.

On Friday I took my usual lunch time walk out along the bay.  I've never really been down in this area on the 4th so I was pretty surprised by the crowds.  First there were just a lot of people out walking along the bay, sight seeing, shopping, what-have-you.  Then there were the folks loading and prepping their boats, my walk goes past a marina.  Then there were also all the boats on the bay already enjoying the long weekend...  Whoa...  I was really glad I hadn't scheduled a sail for the weekend proper...

I enjoyed the beautiful day, then got absolutely hammered by work over the next three days.  By the time Monday rolled around I was so very ready for some relaxing time on a sail boat!  My buddy Don decided to come along and at the last minute Sam decided he'd rather go out for a sail than spend a day at camp.

With that I packed a few beers along my standard set of sail gear.  We met Don at the marina, jumped aboard our assigned Catalina 270 and away we went.  Before departing I asked if we needed to be back for any specific reason.  The deck hand checked and told me the boat wasn't spoken for the rest of the day so come back whenever we wanted.  I didn't take him too literally but I was happy to not have to focus on being back at 2pm.

I could tell pretty quickly that Don was new to boats that moved the way a small sailboat can.  That was perfectly okay, he seemed game for the day.

As we did last time out we left at 10am under gray skies.  I decided we'd motor much of the first part again.  This time we had very little wind so there didn't seem to be much reason to be in a hurry to raise the sails.  Sam took the wheel early as we motored and I set up the few items I like to have out when I sail: binoculars, vhf radio, gps, water, and of course my coffee for a morning sail.  Just as I was thinking we'd raise the sails I caught sight of a massive haze grey moving structure.  The USS John C. Stennis was coming into port, her rails lined with Dress Whites clad sailors.  This gave us quite a show.  Since I wanted to have complete control of the boat until we were well clear of the Stennis we continued to motor and gave this floating city a wide berth.  Not that we had much choice since she was being escorted by several helicopters, three tugs, and numerous Navy security boats bedecked with mounted and manned M60's...

My how things have changed since 9/11.  In the old days of my Navy career returning ships were met by many boats who often got far too close to the ship.  All in an effort to see the sailors, the ship, and wave a hello.  I suppose the incident with the USS Cole contributed to these modern security measures.  Sadly necessary as I have always enjoyed welcoming our sailors back home.

Once past the might and mass of CVN-74 we raised our sails, killed the engine, and caught a nice puff of wind.  We tacked a few times on the way past Harbor and Shelter Islands and I thought we'd almost clear the pilings to the west of North Island's runway but we had to make two more tacks to finally get a clear shot at the mouth of our bay.

I had Don help with the jib sheets and even got him trimming the traveler after each tack.  He got into it and seemed to enjoy having a job to do.  With no other boats in sight and a clear line to the ocean we popped a couple beers and enjoyed an extremely easy reach on starboard tack.  The motion of the boat and the beautiful San Diego weather moved all of us to remark more than once how pleasant and relaxing sailing is.  We didn't have to touch the sails for the next hour.  We simply pointed the bow at the Coronado Islands and enjoyed the day.  Don got a chance at the helm and did an admirable job when he could see the islands to point at.  We managed to keep clear of the kelp beds and I pushed our turn around time as long as I possibly could.

It was finally past the time we needed to turn around so I called out Prepare to Gybe!

As soon as we gybed back north to enter the bay again I saw a black bump in the water with yet more armed security boats hovering around.  We passed within 50 yards of a LA Class submarine heading out to sea.  This isn't something you get to see every day so and we thought it was pretty damn cool.  The security boats are like little bee's running around getting between other craft and the sub.  Truthfully it's pretty easy to keep plastic boats at bay with a guy manning a machine gun on your super fast powerboat...  We knew to keep our distance but it was funny to watch the interaction with boats, and skippers, who obviously did not know...

Once past the sub it seemed we had no chance of getting back anywhere near our check in time so we lit off the engine and motored the rest of the way back.  With a smooth-as-you-please docking we completed another damn fine day on the bay.

The only complaint I could possibly have is that none of us wanted to come back when we did.  Another couple hours and a few more beers would have made a perfect day even perfecter!

Ciao,
Seaman Ray

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The Fathers Day Sail

by Ray 21. June 2009 18:52
Fathers Day Sail track, San Diego Bay
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!
 

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What makes a blue water boat?

by Ray 25. May 2009 16:29

After sailing with my father-in-law in San Francisco a couple weeks ago we took a stroll through the marina to take a look at a friends boat.  As we passed a 36 foot boat I might have made a noob statement such as "That isn't a world cruiser though..."  I think we might have been talking along these lines since my FIL knows about my dream.  His response was to the affect "What, it's not big enough?"  I had a hard time responding intelligibly but mentioned it wasn't a size issue...

I thought about that for a bit and as will happen with thoughts in my head it faded.  Then I was reading the Cruisers Forum today and came across a post from a guy in LA who has somewhat of a similar plan to mine.  He was asking about a specific boat which I know nothing about but he also asked about what makes a blue water boat a Blue Water Boat.  This is a topic I've been studying lately and while I'm certainly no expert I can play one on TV...

A Blue Water Boat in many ways seems to be an ethereal thing.  It has little to do with size, within commonly accepted minimums and maximums which most often is based on crew size and capabilities.  Tania Aebi completed her Circumnavigation in a 26 foot boat.  Couples regularly make similar trips on boats up to 50 feet.  I personally semi-circumnaved (is that even a word?) on a 410 foot haze grey ship, of course that was with 300 of my closest friends.  ;)

Considering input from numberous sources, most certainly to be added to over time, Blue Water Boat has come to mean, at least to me, certain minimums of competing capacities and capabilities.

Length - Probably the least important issue as long as the boat is big enough to support it's crew for the duration of a cruise.  For a world cruise for the little woman, the royal son and the royal daughter I am considering between 42 and 50 feet, with 44 to 46 most likely.  If we end up bigger it will be due to the little woman's comfort requirements...  Or at least the perception there of...

Fuel Capacity - But wait, aren't we talking about SAILING around the world?  In my research I've found that there are times when one can not or should not sail.  There are also times when one will want to run equipment that can only operate while the engine is running - charging batteries, running water makers, charging fridge's etc.  And then of course there are the doldrums.  I've read accounts of folks who chose to sail across the equator and took 34 days to get from Ecuador to Marquesas and I've read accounts of folks who motored through the doldrums, sometimes for several hundred miles, who made the same passage in closer to 20 days.  It often seems to me that most things one considers when planning a world cruise are a compromise.  Now if you are adamant you're going to sail through these conditions and you have the stores onboard to support a 34+ day passage then good on ya.  Otherwise if you want to minimize your passages and prefer to motor for 400 miles likewise good on ya.  Therefore fuel capacity needs to be based on your preferences.  You will need a bare minimum to provide for motoring inside harbors, anchorages and marinas, plus to handle the charging requirements you'll have.  Further you'll need to consider what other charging and battery and equipment decisions you've made as these will have a direct bearing on fuel requirements.  One specific suggestion I read was to have enough fuel on board to motor 800 miles.  If a boat consumes 1 gallon an hour while traveling 5kts that fuel requirement is 160 gallons.  Personally that seems like a lot of fuel...  As I puruse YachtWorld dreaming I generally gravitate to boats sporting 80 to 100 gallons fuel capacity, and given that I'd still probably have up to 20 gallons in gerry cans on deck.

Storage Capacity - This one is a bit easier to handle then fuel.  In my mind there are only a few issues to consider: how many people are on board, how much personal gear will they require, how many spares do you want to carry and finally how will your boat handle the load.  It stands to reason that a 30,000lb boat will handle 5,000lbs of gear easier than a 15,000lb boat.  Spares, like most decisions, are based on one's comfort level and skill level.  No point in carry spares you don't know how to install...  Obviously the more people the more gear.  What I have found in backpacking is that whatever size backpack I take dictates how much gear I take and I'm going to fill it.  Knowing my propensity to take the Boyscout motto to heart I imagine my boat packing will be similar.  An extenuating topic of how many are aboard and what they want to bring is ones ability to pack well...  Basically if you can get everything you want to take on the boat and she's doesn't handle dangerously afterwards then there would seem to be enough storage capacity.  I know in my case I'll also need to consider space for souvenirs.  An interesting point though, perhaps storage capacity is more important than fuel.  I mean people have been circumnavigating since Magellan and many of them didn't use a drop of fuel...  Tania Aebi made her passage from Ecuador to Marquesas without an operational engine.  So what's really important?  I'm leaning towards food, water and toilet paper at the moment...  And a final takeaway from backpacking.  I can fill my backpack to the brim, then strap on all kinds of acourements to the outside and really load that sucker up.  So much so that I can barely make it up a small hill.  Just because you can fit 5000 pounds of gear on a 24 foot boat doesn't mean that it's safe to do so.  Plus what will it take to get the behemoth moving?

Motion on the water -  This seems to be tied in a lot of ways to Storage Capacity in that a boat's sea-handling cababilities can be greatly influenced by the load she's carrying.  I think for me it'll be very important that a boat have a reasonable, smooth?, motion in a sea.  IE She won't slam up and down over waves and swells, nor be thrown about violently by non-extreme gusts.  My guess is this would lead to both vessel and crew fatigue to the point it can become dangerous.  Again an ethereal topic that is difficult to nail down to a few specific features.

Sail Plan - This is a broad topic but basically I'm talking about a boat's ability to gracefully handle a wide range of wind conditions.  While sailing a Catalina 250 in San Diego bay we were cruising along very comfortable in common bay conditions of around 10 kts wind.  Every time we'd get hit by a gust of 15+kts we'd heel over until the leeward rail was kissing water.  Trust me, this didn't make mama very happy.  What was the problem?  Were we over-canvassed? I don't think so.  I am starting to think that the C250 has a very small comfort window, which then means we were over-canvassed I suppose...  Additionally she had no capacity for reefing built in and I hadn't brought any line to put something together, a mistake I no longer make.  I'm starting to believe a blue water boat may be more forgiving in this area.  Handling little gusts more gracefully plus having numerous reef points for when the gusts aren't so little.  Having numerous options on head sails sounds like it would help this flexiblity as well.  Some boats generally accepted as blue water boats have both a forestay and an inner stay that can each fly head sails.  Often with roller furlings on both.  Personally I think this is a great option and really allows a skipper to easily make reefing decisions.  However I've noted many a boat has crossed oceans without this feature.

Efficiency - The less effort one needs to put into taking a sailboat somewhere the safer it is but also the less "stores" one will use.  Obviously, to me, I won't be hand steering for 3000 miles on a passage.  If I do I'll be one grumpy dude.  So self steering would also seem to be a part of a blue water boat.  Apparently there are two options:  Wind vane and auto pilot.  Auto Pilot is a powered device and since it uses a motor I'm guessing the harder it has to work, as in the bigger the seas, the greater the power consumption.  This then has a direct impact on your fuel consumption, or at the very least your electrical consumption and battery charging methods. A wind vane uses the wind across a blade to hold it in a certain position there by steering you for free, as long as there's wind...  Perhaps the best solution here is to have both.  Another efficiency consideration is speed.  This goes hand in hand with Storage.  If a boat can only make 3-4 kts loaded you're going to need to carry more stores...  Catch 22 me thinks...

The final topic I'm going to consider today is Strength - Ah, yes... another overly broad topic.  I'm only going to point out two considerations.  Hull strength and rigging strength.  A boat that circumnavigates is going to take a serious pounding over thousands and thousands of miles no matter how benign the conditions you manage to keep yourself in.  Plus in areas like the Pacific coast of North and Central America there are lots of things in the water to run in to, other areas I'm sure as well...  Whales, logs, abandoned lobster traps etc.  There's lots of stuff out there so the hull will need to be able to take a few bangs and bumps.  Plus going through millions of waves can take it's toll also.  Hull flexing or oil canning will really affect the integrity of a boats hull.  Material, layup thickness, coring, and bulkhead support all go to the strength of the hull.  Thick is good and is probably the biggest reason so many boats made in the 80's are still making long passages.  Rigging strength may be one of the more common reasons an entire class or model of boat is considered not the be Blue Water.  Without rigging of sufficient strength, and therefore the deckplates it attaches to, the mast very well may just come down in the serious conditions one may find offshore.  These two points are where we just choose to go with brute strength.  No amount of seamanship or strategizing is going to add strength to a vessel or her rigging.  Sometimes you just need to say "Make it bigger..."

"Alright mister smarty pants, what boat fits all these criteria???" I'm not certain any boat will meet every criteria, as I said much of this process comes down to compromises.  However I will say that there are a few boats out there that I think would fit my, and my family's, needs on a world cruise.  I've previously mentioned a Peterson 44, I think that is a fine ship!  I think a LaFitte 44 is another fine vessel to take a family over the horizon.  Formosas are also exceptional craft.  If money were no object, and who am I kidding, then I would go out right now and purchase a new Island Packet 460 Center Cockpit.  Ah... Dreaming...

Okay, that's my opinion and I'm guessing there are as many disenters out there as anything.  If you disagree, or even agree, please feel free to comment.  This whole point of all this is for me to learn and to help me make the best decisions I can down the road, or seaway as it were.

Happy Sailing!
Seaman Ray 


 

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