Half moon bay (from the previous post) was the first of what will be several practice trips before we head out for real.
This trip and I imagine all upcoming practice trips included things we practiced intentionally and others accidentally. Learning to sail in shifts (and overnight) for example — intentional. Sailing into a harbor because your engine won’t start — accidental. Puking up a jalapeño burger — accidentally intentional. On one hand, it was hardly accidental (jalapeños?! no wonder it came back up), but at the same time it was certainly not intentional (though I do remember claiming boldly “if I don’t get sick tonight I never will!”). Thankfully after sprawling out on the leeward settee for a few hours rest (still clothed in foul weather gear) I felt infinitely better and didn’t have any issues the rest of the trip. Rest assured, canned jalapeños will not be high on our provisioning list.
In addition to night sailing, diesel trouble shooting and puking we also practiced celebrating our eventual return under the golden gate.
practicing returning to san francisco
On our next trip I think I’ll have to work on my pouring accuracy.
Our list of upcoming trips includes a trip north to Drakes Bay, south to Santa Cruz or Monterey and, the one I’m looking forward to most, a trip to nowhere, where we’ll sail straight out for (at least) 24 hrs, turn around and sail back.