First SF bay sail of S/V Quixote. Brian and Bambi, Kevin D and Elizabeth D, Betsy and Mel, and of course Heather and CBug. Eli brought a nice bottle of Roederer to toast and casually christen.
Up to the gate reaching, outside to bash a few ocean swells, gybe, gybe, gybe, grab a mooring ball for beers and lunch at Alaya cove, back in time for dinner.
all pictures (c) Bambi
HKE and I took a (hopefully well-deserved) week off and headed back down to the BVI for a week of cruising with my brother Mike and his wife. We rented a Beneteau 352, the smallest boat I’ve ever chartered. It turned out to be a perfect size for two friendly couples, and really economical with the “captain’s discount” and the “holy crap no one rents sailboats during great depression 2.0 discount”.
Swim, sail, anchor, snorkle, drink, sail, anchor, drink, snorkel, drink, swim.
The spare halyard put to good use
Marina Key
The usual misery
Marriage counseling
Shanti, Heather, and I joined Bob, Shana, KDP, and Helen aboard Charisma at Angel Island for a night out on the mooring balls. We should really do this more often.
Eagle came out for the day, which made it even more special.
Saturday, we had a great hike up to the bluff above Racoon Straits, and watched the start of the Single-Handed Transpac. Good luck and god bless, guys.