Thursday, July 26, 2007
TUESDAY 24 JULY 07-- SAILING IN FOG AND SUN AND STRONG WINDS
Greg from Placerville came down again and brought his daughter, Kelly, for the second time and his wife, Chris, for the first time. It was cool, breeze and foggy when we left port about 11:45 am and headed out into the central bay, sailing west on a southwest breeze.
Winds were already in the 10-15 knot range as we sailed past the end of pier 39 where flags were well-pegged and ADVENTURE CAT was headed out of port. A heavy fog was still hanging over the city and the bay-- the coolness felt good to Greg and his family that suffer through the temperatures in the 90s for most of the summer.
Overhead a small flock of pelicans was riding the strong winds.
After sailing past the weather side of Alcatraz and continuing westward, we had to fall off to pass to the north of this barge that was anchored our right in the middle of the bay for some unknown reason.
We sailed to near the shore at Yellow Bluff, shortened sail as the winds had intensified more, and then tacked toward the gate. This lovely dark hulled sailboat passed, returning from the gate.
We sailed out into the central bay in strong gusty winds with the fogged in GGB as our intended destination.
We tacked toward Horseshoe Cove, but the wind was so strong that we decided to fall off and head back up the shore of the headlands toward Sausalito, with Greg taking the helm after a bit.
The fog bank monster was pouring over the hills of the headlands and winds were strong and gusty all the way to the mouth of Richardson Bay.
A couple of sailboats were exiting that bay as we approached, on sailing close hauled and the other well off the wind.
That small red-hulled sailboat passed to starboard, looking good.
Sausalito was partially in sun and fog as we approached Richardson Bay.
A fleet of Lasers and other small dingys were awaiting the start of a regatta or practice session.
We ran out of breeze, so gybed and headed across the mouth of Richardson Bay toward Raccoon Straits with Greg and his family now enjoying the bright sunshine, but still cool temperatures.
Behind us, Sausalito hills were still heavily frosted with fog.
Off to port, Mt. Tam was partially obscured by the mist.
As we approached Raccoon Straits, this Bear boat, a small wooden boat, was headed for the straits and sailing down the weather side of Angel Island.
Portions of the hills on Angel Island were also frosted with fog.
As we sailed into the straits, this small Ericson sailboat was exiting the straits.
Mt. Tam, now in sunshine, was towering over Tiburon and the Corinthian Yacht Club.
A couple of Lasers were racing east to west up the straits.
Only two boats were tied up at the Ayala Cove buoy field.
The small marina was almost deserted as well.
After passing Ayala Cove, we came about and headed back up the straits.
The fog had now partially lifted and more of the gate was visible in the distance.
Several J-24s out of Tiburon passed us with children aboard like this one.
That Bear sailboat was also heading back up the straits and eventually was headed out into the cental bay with her rail in the water.
As we exited the straits, the lovely, large dark-hulled sailboat passed us, looking great!
Angel Island was enjoying brilliant sunshine as we sailed up her weather shore toward the central bay.
We soon arrived in blasting winds that caused us to be blasting across the bay toward home port, well heeled over, taking spray over the boat, and having an exciting ride. Winds were strongest approaching Alcatraz and then tapered off a bit as we approached home port. We sailed into the lee of pier 35 to douse sail and get ready for landing, then motored around the pier into our marina. Skipper and crew all enjoyed those several hours of sailing through a good variety of SF Bay microclimes.
Greg from Placerville came down again and brought his daughter, Kelly, for the second time and his wife, Chris, for the first time. It was cool, breeze and foggy when we left port about 11:45 am and headed out into the central bay, sailing west on a southwest breeze.
Winds were already in the 10-15 knot range as we sailed past the end of pier 39 where flags were well-pegged and ADVENTURE CAT was headed out of port. A heavy fog was still hanging over the city and the bay-- the coolness felt good to Greg and his family that suffer through the temperatures in the 90s for most of the summer.
Overhead a small flock of pelicans was riding the strong winds.
After sailing past the weather side of Alcatraz and continuing westward, we had to fall off to pass to the north of this barge that was anchored our right in the middle of the bay for some unknown reason.
We sailed to near the shore at Yellow Bluff, shortened sail as the winds had intensified more, and then tacked toward the gate. This lovely dark hulled sailboat passed, returning from the gate.
We sailed out into the central bay in strong gusty winds with the fogged in GGB as our intended destination.
We tacked toward Horseshoe Cove, but the wind was so strong that we decided to fall off and head back up the shore of the headlands toward Sausalito, with Greg taking the helm after a bit.
The fog bank monster was pouring over the hills of the headlands and winds were strong and gusty all the way to the mouth of Richardson Bay.
A couple of sailboats were exiting that bay as we approached, on sailing close hauled and the other well off the wind.
That small red-hulled sailboat passed to starboard, looking good.
Sausalito was partially in sun and fog as we approached Richardson Bay.
A fleet of Lasers and other small dingys were awaiting the start of a regatta or practice session.
We ran out of breeze, so gybed and headed across the mouth of Richardson Bay toward Raccoon Straits with Greg and his family now enjoying the bright sunshine, but still cool temperatures.
Behind us, Sausalito hills were still heavily frosted with fog.
Off to port, Mt. Tam was partially obscured by the mist.
As we approached Raccoon Straits, this Bear boat, a small wooden boat, was headed for the straits and sailing down the weather side of Angel Island.
Portions of the hills on Angel Island were also frosted with fog.
As we sailed into the straits, this small Ericson sailboat was exiting the straits.
Mt. Tam, now in sunshine, was towering over Tiburon and the Corinthian Yacht Club.
A couple of Lasers were racing east to west up the straits.
Only two boats were tied up at the Ayala Cove buoy field.
The small marina was almost deserted as well.
After passing Ayala Cove, we came about and headed back up the straits.
The fog had now partially lifted and more of the gate was visible in the distance.
Several J-24s out of Tiburon passed us with children aboard like this one.
That Bear sailboat was also heading back up the straits and eventually was headed out into the cental bay with her rail in the water.
As we exited the straits, the lovely, large dark-hulled sailboat passed us, looking great!
Angel Island was enjoying brilliant sunshine as we sailed up her weather shore toward the central bay.
We soon arrived in blasting winds that caused us to be blasting across the bay toward home port, well heeled over, taking spray over the boat, and having an exciting ride. Winds were strongest approaching Alcatraz and then tapered off a bit as we approached home port. We sailed into the lee of pier 35 to douse sail and get ready for landing, then motored around the pier into our marina. Skipper and crew all enjoyed those several hours of sailing through a good variety of SF Bay microclimes.
# posted by charlie bergstedt @ 9:47 PM 
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Charlie - I own an interest in Magic, Bear #65. I was pointed to your blog by a friend. He wanted to know if we were out on 24 July. I was at the helm when you took the shot of Magic with her rail down. What a great picture! - Tim Maloney
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