Monday, October 11, 2010

Our New Home


After a couple of high adventure docking sessions we decided to inquire the marina on possibilities of moving.  We had to wait until after the summer rush but now that it's over Cold Feet has a new home with a giant "back yard" (a.k.a. lots of maneuver space).  If you look close at the picture of Saide you can see something in the water... it's her tennis ball.  She dropped it in the water, Ginny and I kept waiting for her to go in after it but she couldn't seem to get past the first step... instead Kevin had to fish it out from the other dock.







 We didn't get the boat out this weekend but did change out all the dock lines since our new home is a little more exposed.  Such a simple task left lots of time for afternoon napping.  It was nice quite day, which we capped off with a walk through the high rent district... 60 foot slips and million dollar boats.

The photos and video (if it loads) is from last weekend.  We day sailed about 9 miles just enjoying the good wind and weather in the bay.



Sunday, October 3, 2010

Sailing with a Schedule...


STINKS!!  Last weekend started innocent enough with weather promising sunshine and good wind... we learned later that about 45 minutes after we left the slip the weather service issued a  small craft advisory.  Which explained why the wind was kicking our butts.  It wasn't really that bad but it's the stiffest wind we've been in... and we need more practice handling it.  On a positive note we sailed most of the way and figured out how to reef the main sail.  Our boom has a single line reefing system that worked like a champ.  

We spent Saturday night on a mooring ball at Spencer Spit State Park.  It was our second choice for this weekend but after the earlier adventure and a forecast calling for stronger winds in the evening - Spencer Spit went to the top of the list.  Not only did it offer a mooring ball but it would shelter us from the strong southerly winds. 


Sunday morning came with fog.  We tried to wait it out but after doggie business ashore and a slow breakfast it was getting late. So with the current going our way and Ray Charles, our Raymarine radar, we set off.  At first is was an eerie kind of cool, we had a strong sense of solitude, Ginny was calm but I was apprehensive... then the fog horns from the ferries started.  Ginny still calm?.... not so much.  But every thing went very well.  Thankfully the water was very calm, we have a kick ass radar system (Raymarine C80) and the currents were going our way.  We even docked like a champ.

Despite everything working out on Sunday we both knew that given a choice we would have waited out the fog.  So sailing with a schedule stinks.