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Barbecue weather this week. Heatwave arrived Monday did a little higher temperatures Tuesday with the big finale today— National Weather Service has our respite arriving late Thursday night. Bay Area sailors do their best to put a smiling face on all our wind and fog, sailing is a bundle up affair. Terrestrial creatures are scalding […]

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North to Ensenada

…for reasons to do with friendship and decision-reversal-syndrome the reluctant mariner had been junketed in by plane and bus to become part of one of sailings least desirable passages—

Swabbing the Decks

Mother’s Day begins when I drop the wife at Oakland Airport to fly to Portland to hang with her daughter. I had imagined sailing out to Clipper Cove for a night on anchor. I thought I’d do a quick spray off undo the mooring lines and go. Once I started spraying the boat off the […]

neptune as timekeeper

Monsoonal weather swept up from the south passing over the San Francisco Bay Tuesday. Warnings of the potential for lightening storms had been downgraded as the center of the weather system passed further offshore than had been forecast. Just west of Benicia’s harbor we sailed off our anchorage at Dillion Point. No two days are […]

First timer goes North

You must leave as planned. Is that understood?

sailing the soul

The clever Moitessier had let go the invisible lines I had been using to hold my imagination back, his astronavigation student had been set adrift.

sailing beneath wonder

Most times with my course outbound luck has been bountiful.

Southbound Along Baja

Departed San Diego on November 19th at 0830 hours. We arrived in San Jose del Cabo on the southern tip of the Baja peninsula on December 1st at 1030 hours. We made stops in Ensenada, Turtle and Magdalena Bay before arriving at the southernmost tip of Baja in San Jose del Cabo. The length of […]

San Benito Island Sunset

Sunset off the Isla San Benito Islands. This group of three sit fifty miles west of the Baja Coast. Toss overboard all your small selfish comforts. A swell and chop tossed sea filters the few from the many. Three hundred miles south of San Diego is no longer a mere dance of make believe images […]

It’s in the Bag

Packing bags. Leaving on a jet plane. Last night was spent reading Steinbeck’s account of motoring south off Point Sur. The date was March 11, 1940. It is one thousand miles from Monterey, California to the southern tip of Baja. Durban to Cape Town measures a thousand miles. New York City to Key West is […]