Friday, October 26, 2007
THURSDAY 25 OCT. 07-- MORNING SAIL IN LIGHT WINDS-- SMAZY SKIES
We decided to head out about 11 am for a morning sail in case the afternoon breeze was too light in view of the very strong ebb current that would be flowing.
We left port with a waning flood current flowing, but soon turning to waxing ebb.
ALMA was out in the middle of the bay heading west under full canvas, in air that was very smazy from smoke from the Southern California fires that blew far out to sea with the Santa Ana winds and then brought up here by the prevailing southwesterly winds.
The SF fireboat was steaming back toward her home near the Bay Bridge with
a number of passengers on board-- perhaps some dignitaries out for an excursion.
A short time later, the ALMA was dousing sail.
One of the Hornblower Alcatraz ferries was heading toward the island with a load of visitors.
A larger Alcatraz ferry was heading back toward her home port.
A sailboat that had been sailing east had gybed and was now heading north.
The California Hornblower was steaming around the bay, probably on a luncheon cruise.
Along the western shore of Treasure Island a sailboat was heading north with the current.
Along the shore of Yerba Buena Island, a trimaran was heading northward.
The financial district was basking in smazy sunshine.
Telegraph Hill was basking in the smazy sunshine as well.
We saw a strange sight along the cityfront-- a man standing up and paddling and this telescopic view showed that he was paddling while standing on what appears to be a surfboard. He doesn't even seem to be wearing a life jacket. Doesn't seem very safe, does it?
This herring boat was hanging out a bit north of the Bay Bridge for quite a while, but now was steaming northward.
Along the shore of Yerba Buena, another sailboat was heading north.
We eventually headed back toward home port as the breeze freshened in the central bay and the ebb current built, sailing toward Alcatraz, but then tacking toward home port, noting that the flags on the end of pier 39 were fluttering in a breeze of 8-10 knots, suggesting that an afternoon sail would probably be possible with our quite regular sailing mate, Bob Hickey planning to join us.
We doused sail after passing the marina and motored into port.
We decided to head out about 11 am for a morning sail in case the afternoon breeze was too light in view of the very strong ebb current that would be flowing.
We left port with a waning flood current flowing, but soon turning to waxing ebb.
ALMA was out in the middle of the bay heading west under full canvas, in air that was very smazy from smoke from the Southern California fires that blew far out to sea with the Santa Ana winds and then brought up here by the prevailing southwesterly winds.
The SF fireboat was steaming back toward her home near the Bay Bridge with
a number of passengers on board-- perhaps some dignitaries out for an excursion.
A short time later, the ALMA was dousing sail.
One of the Hornblower Alcatraz ferries was heading toward the island with a load of visitors.
A larger Alcatraz ferry was heading back toward her home port.
A sailboat that had been sailing east had gybed and was now heading north.
The California Hornblower was steaming around the bay, probably on a luncheon cruise.
Along the western shore of Treasure Island a sailboat was heading north with the current.
Along the shore of Yerba Buena Island, a trimaran was heading northward.
The financial district was basking in smazy sunshine.
Telegraph Hill was basking in the smazy sunshine as well.
We saw a strange sight along the cityfront-- a man standing up and paddling and this telescopic view showed that he was paddling while standing on what appears to be a surfboard. He doesn't even seem to be wearing a life jacket. Doesn't seem very safe, does it?
This herring boat was hanging out a bit north of the Bay Bridge for quite a while, but now was steaming northward.
Along the shore of Yerba Buena, another sailboat was heading north.
We eventually headed back toward home port as the breeze freshened in the central bay and the ebb current built, sailing toward Alcatraz, but then tacking toward home port, noting that the flags on the end of pier 39 were fluttering in a breeze of 8-10 knots, suggesting that an afternoon sail would probably be possible with our quite regular sailing mate, Bob Hickey planning to join us.
We doused sail after passing the marina and motored into port.
# posted by charlie bergstedt @ 2:56 PM 
