Monday, December 16, 2013

True North November 12 to December 15: On our own Part 1 - Cabo San Lucas to La Paz

Today is December 16th. Since leaving Cabo San Lucas about a month ago we explored a couple of the bays on the way to La Paz, walked the charming waterfront and back streets of La Paz many times, and sailed in and around the bays of a couple of islands north of here, Isla Espiritu Santo and Isla Partida and, have spent a total of about three weeks in the beautiful Marina Costabaja about four miles north of La Paz.  

We've been waiting to cross the Sea of Cortez to get to Pacific Mexico just as soon as the sea calms down a bit – two Northers have blown through during the past week.

Here's a short recap of these past month's activities on the Baja side of the Sea with a few entries from our daily log.

November 12-13: Cabo San Lucas to San Jose del Cabo
The final Ha-Ha party in Cabo on 11/7 was the cue for many boats to move on to other destinations. We stayed a few more days to decompress after the push south, then moved north towards La Paz with a week along the coast to see the next town, San Jose del Cabo.

Angelina and True North at Marina San Jose del Cabo
San Jose has a very nice modern marina, where we docked behind another Hallberg-Rassy boat, Angelina.  We got to visit with Jerry and Carol from Angelina over the next few days.  The town of San Jose is a short bus ride from the marina.  The town is something of a tourist destination, with a classic church surrounded by many blocks of art galleries, shops, and upscale restaurants. 

Colorful shops in San Jose
From San Jose, there are two bays which are natural stops along the way that break up the route to La Paz, Bahia Los Frailes and Ensenada de los Muertos. Many other Ha-Ha boats followed a similar itinerary so we were in the company of familiar boats along the way. We planned to stay in La Paz for two events before leaving the area, a La Paz sponsored party for Ha-Ha'ers and locals plus a cruiser's potluck Thanksgiving dinner.

November 14-15: San Jose to Los Frailes
We motored in light wind, then raised the sails when the winds increased to a steady 12 kts from the south. Soon they increased to 20 kts, steadily, for a good wing-on-wing ride. Radio talk indicated the anchorage at Los Frailes was rolly and uncomfortable; several boats left. By the time we got there in the late afternoon, it was calmer. We anchored at the north end of the bay in 34' and set 200' chain plus 30' nylon. Bueno! There were 15 other sailboats there, all rocking. The inviting landscape consists of a background of mountains surrounding the bay with a pristine shoreline and sandy beach with dunes. A few houses are located away from the beach. We thought we could swim to shore as we weren't too far from it and still had our dinghy stowed below but the wind picked up suddenly, and with stronger waves developing decided to stay closer to the boat to swim. There would be many other beaches to explore. The first night aboard was too rolly to get much sleep. The second night was calmer. We left the following morning at 0600 for the next good anchorage, Ensenada de los Muertos, 45 nm north.
Another Ha-Ha boat enroute to los Muertos

November 16-17: Ensenada de los Muertos
It was mostly a motor sail in light wind to get there. We arrived at 1400 to find 16 other sailboats in the anchorage. We anchored at the end of a line of boats at the south end of the bay. Four more familiar boats arrived shortly after: Camelot, Pacific Breeze, Hotel California and French Curve. We inflated and launched the dinghy for the short ride to shore to the beachfront cafe and stayed for a margarita.
The cafe with retired steel mooring buoys ("muertos")
We weren't the first to arrive with that idea nor the last. Later, a mostly sleepless rolly night followed. Will every night be like this in the Sea of Cortez? The question was answered our second night at Los Muertos, which was relatively calm and roll-free. On our second day we hiked the beach, visited the hotel with a fabulous model train setup at the south end, and visited the cafe again.
On the beach at Ensenada de los Muertos
November 18-30: La Paz
There are several marinas which serve La Paz, as well as a large anchorage. The first marina to answer our request for space was the Costa Baja Marina, about 4 miles from downtown La Paz, with shuttle service throughout the day. Warm sunshine, swaying palms and no rolly sleepless nights for awhile! The time here gave us a chance to just be unscheduled, visit with familiar boater friends and meet some new ones, as well as tackle a few projects like those teak pegs that keep popping out. Gregg, ever ready to assist with electronics, helped a couple of boats with some installations. And, with the help of some longer-term residents of the marina, we quickly learned where the two-for-one margaritas and wood-fired pizzas were, as well as the prettiest infinity pool on the beach.
Infinity Pool at Marina Costabaja, our social center!
At 0800 every morning, a cruisers net on VHF provides the daily weather forecast, lets boaters announce new arrivals and departures, connects boater queries with answers, and provides a strong community network. The cruising community has a good relationship with the city of La Paz. A non-profit cruisers club provides community support with fund-raisers throughout the year for the the less fortunate children of La Paz.

La Paz has all the necessary amenities. There are grocery stores and markets.
Anne shopping for veggies at Mercado Bravo
The waterfront is lined for several miles with a very attractive, wide tiled walkway, the malecón, and dozens of outdoor cafes and restaurants. We walked from the marina to downtown just once but spent a few more evenings along the malecón searching for the best ceviche and ice cream. A festive Ha-Ha dinner party with Mariachi music and folk dancers was hosted by the businesses of La Paz at La Costa restaurant and surprisingly, there were still a hundred or so Ha-Ha'ers attending – not everyone had left for Puerto Vallarta yet. About a week later, a cruisers potluck Thanksgiving dinner was held at the Palmira Marina with a crowd of 200 attending. This was also Gregg's birthday so thank goodness, we were able to find some very fudgy cake and ice cream in the evening.

From the project list, we were having a canvas shade made for our windshield, something both unnecessary and unheard of in the PNW but totally sanity saving here in the hot sun. At the same time, we had noticed one of the popular attractions for snorkelers in this area is to swim with the whale sharks, which live in the bay of La Paz every winter. While patiently waiting out the delay in getting our canvas back, we joined a few others on a panga excursion to swim with these guys. Whoa! Their mouths are gigantic and almost always open! When facing a gaping shark's mouth one has to wonder if they really eat only plankton or whether there might be one exception...just one. Gregg got very close up and personal to one of those humongous mouths with his camera.


Another day, we joined local resident Manuel, a friend of our Seattle friends Marcia and Lance, who offered to take us on a day trip to the village of Il Triunfo, about 35 miles from La Paz. The ride through the Baja countryside went through cardon cactus filled desert with grand mountains to the east. On each corner of the couple of streets in Il Triunfo, women were selling buckets of red pitaya, the fruit of the cactus.
Anne tries the pitaya fruit
They are a little sweet and have the consistency of watermelon. Manuel took us to lunch at the very colorful Il Triunfo Cafe for their specialty: pulled pork. A stop along the way back through the Cactus Sanctuary led to a walk through a thicket of protected cacti.
Anne in the Cactus Sanctuary
It was a very refreshing outing on land!

December 3-9: Isla Espiritu Santo and Isla Partida
Back on the water! After provisioning with plenty of fresh food for the week ahead,

Provisions
we took off for the national park islands just 20 miles north of La Paz, Isla Espiritu Santo and Isla Partida. We couldn't wait to get there!

One of the first bays we got to, Bahia San Gabriel, enticed us to stay the first night and why not? Bright white sandy beach along a shore of clear turquoise water, plus good holding in sand. It was a very peaceful change from marina life. Five other sailboats came into the bay for the night. We took the dinghy to shore, visited with the boat Surface Charge, walked right over a guitar fish near the shore, and just savored the abundant wildlife here.
The beach at Bahia San Gabriel
 A large frigate bird rookery framed the south end of the bay with the males displaying their bright red colors. A small pod of juvenile sea lions played near our boat. Each evening at about 1910, as we were to discover during the next few days, the anchorages open to the south become very rolly with nightly winds called coromuels. They are unique to the La Paz area and can be counted on to blow throughout the night from the WSW. Every boat left the bay in the morning!
Red Sky At Night, Bahia San Gabriel
We, too, moved north to another bay, Ensenada la Gallina, the first of three bays in Puerto Ballena. We first took the dinghy out to explore the bay, later swam right off the boat, and in the evening found a spectacular sliver of a silvery moon with Venus nearby. The sky was brilliant! Coromuels began promptly at 1910 for another rolly night but we were more protected in this bay. After a quick morning swim we left to continue our way north along the coast of Isla Espiritu Santo and for Ensenada del Candelero where there is good snorkeling around Roco Monumento at the entrance to the bay.
True North approaches Roca Monumento
No one was in the bay when we arrived. We got out the snorkeling gear and swam over to the Roco to find a fabulous underwater sight - a turtle! Then, tons of colorful fish. Wrasse, angel fish, King Angels, Sargent Majors, Golden Jacks, several Trumpetfish and so many others that were unknown to us by name. We swam around Roco Monumento and through schools of hundreds of small fish and then found a few more turtles on our way back to the boat. The water has begun to get noticeably cooler. Another sailboat arrived. Later in the afternoon we took the dinghy to shore to look for a trail through the hills connecting this beach to the one to the south. 
Anne and True Dink with the ever-present cardon cactus
We met a guy on the beach who went with us to find the trailhead, hiked along a rocky trail and then scrambled along some rocks through a small gully, then up the other side and eventually found our way to the other beach but not on the marked trail. 
Hiking the "trail"
Jacona was from Italy and was camped on the beach, accompanying a professional swimmer, a German woman raising awareness of the marine parks and the need to protect these precious waters by swimming all day, every day around these and Costa Rica islands. We met Renate the swimmer the following evening on the beach. (Costa Rica Mermaid) The evening was calm, no wind in this anchorage that night!
True North in Ensenada del Candelero

Two more nights out brought us further north, first to Caleta Partida. This is a very popular and large anchorage with good protection from the north. We found some familiar boat friends there – Enchante, Resolution, and a Ha-Ha boat we hadn't met yet, Much About Time; then two FUBAR Nordhavens with whom we shared last night's anchorage followed us in, Salacia and Tropical Blend. We moved the boat over one bay to El Mezteño for the last night out. Gregg took the dinghy out to the entrance to hike up the nearby peak for stunning views overlooking the bays and named the white hill "Pico Blanco".
Caleta Partida from Pico Blano
A short time later, the threat of a big Norther blow ended this excursion a little earlier than planned. We took refuge back in La Paz for a few nights, which turned into a week because a second Norther soon followed the first.

Once back in La Paz we became restless to see more of the Baja peninsula so rented a car for a day trip to artsy Todos Santos, a small town about 35 miles away. The road travel was a welcome change of scenery along a good paved road all the way and through desert cactus set against a grey-blue mountain range to the east. The town itself is a popular tourist spot loaded with shops and galleries, alimentos y bebidos (food and drink), and quaint hotels.
Local traditional food in Todos Santos
The hotel selection includes the original, now famous Hotel California. However, a word to the wise: this legendary hotel is thought by many to be the inspiration for the Eagles' hit song “Hotel California” but it is not! According to Eagles' songwriter Don Henley, there is no connection. (“Baja Legends”, Greg Niemann)

Christmas is approaching, and Marina Costabaja has decorations and a tree – surrounded by cactus! There are many musical events at the marina and in the town, many benefits, and even a Coca Cola truck parade with a sleigh and reindeer on top of one of the trucks!
Christmas time, Marina Costabaja, La Paz
December 16: Tomorrow is the day, a Tuesday morning departure for the mainland for True North, Resolution and Sand Dollar. Plans are to head for Isla Isabella to check it out for a safe anchorage, then either stay overnight to snorkel the reef or move on to San Blas on the Pacific coast of Mexico. La Paz to Isla Isabella is ~309 nm (at ~5 kts = ~62 hours). Last night was a farewell get-together with about 25 fellow boaters, with a final stop at the “two-for-one Margarita and pizza happy hour” at La Barcaccia. Sunshine's crew came over from Marina Palmira to join us.  Muy bien!

Next stop, Pacific Mexico!

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Baja Ha-Ha XX - 2013

October 28-31: Leg One, San Diego to Turtle Bay, 340 miles

What a spectacle! The Ha-Ha boats departed San Diego in an orderly procession from their slips in a most unusual light drizzle, first those from South Bay at 0900, Harbor Island at 0930, Shelter Island 0945, then meeting at 1000 to raise sails and go on to the starting line for an 1100 official rally start. As we passed the media boat we waved wildly.
Baja Ha-Ha XX Starting Parade in rain - a first!
Our team: Captain Gregg, First Mate Anne, and Crew David, our friend from Albuquerque. There was one more family farewell from the shore: we were in phone contact with John, Mary and Tom and were happy to catch sight of their red/blue/gray jackets – they really showed up!

True North raising her mains'l, photo courtesy Mary
On the way out, the rally committee conducted a VHF radio check-in and roll call by division. We were in the Desperado Division, one of 15 grouped according to boat length, weight and sail types. Each day thereafter, Profligate, the Grand Poobah boat accompanying Ha-Ha 2013, conducted roll call at 0730 with each boat reporting its position via SSB or VHF relay, and a morning weather report. Good organization! It was quite a sight to see 160 sailboats exiting the harbor, sails raised. Throughout the first day we were in sight of some 30 boats which quickly dispersed during the day. It drizzled much of the morning; we faced a southerly wind.
A Ha-Ha rarity - upwind sailing in the rain.
No huge hurry with three days to get to the first stop...on the other hand, who wants to get there last? We chose to motor whenever the boat speed consistently dropped to less than 3 kts. By nightfall there were still a dozen boats within sight – red, white and green lights all around us.
Sunset, first night of Ha-Ha
It was an easy night on watch with only sailboats as no one was moving too fast and there was plenty of space for everyone about 50 miles offshore. The wind died to 6-8 kts and with a single person on each watch during the night, we opted for motor assist. It gave us a chance to run our new watermaker. It works! Our crew was still adjusting to the sea as well: one sick, two tired!

The cloudy night sky brought in a damp, cloudy morning which changed into a hot, sunny day. Still needing to get our sea legs back, we took it easy by deploying our spinnaker in the light afternoon wind. David quickly learned the quirks of using our whisker pole. We made reasonably good time at 3-5 kts throughout most of the day.
Gregg navigating with iPod
A pod of dolphins joined us in the late afternoon. For the night passage, we sailed the jib only with a rising steady NNW wind of 15-23 kts for a cruising speed of 5 to 6 kts throughout the night. Beautiful! The stars were a brilliant companion! I hadn't realized how well supported we boaters might be prior to starting. The Ha-Ha info packet clearly states to expect no hand-holding. However, besides sailing alongside other Ha-Ha boats now and then, plus the two beach stops enroute, I was pleasantly surprised to find that boats without SSB could call to a boat with SSB for a relay. Morning roll call was preceded by an inquiry re any medical needs, then mechanical problems. The resulting support from the Ha-Ha fleet was remarkable! Need a 3/8” gizmo? Someone offers it! A few gallons of water? No worries, calls come in to share! Gallon or two of fuel? No problem! Boaters rally quickly to aid fellow boaters.
Everyone on True North woke up feeling great on the third day out. We had a brisk wind to 30 kts for a fast ride of 6 to 7 kts, rigged with just the jib and whisker pole. The whisker pole has been remarkably useful and replacing the original, heavy 35 lb pole with a lightweight carbon fiber pole was a good move.

Jib poled out with whisker pole
We sailed for hours with no other boats in sight and couldn't figure out where everyone could be! The night was calm with our speed decreasing to 2 kts and, as long as we had to charge the batteries anyway, motored several hours. Three other boats about three miles off soon became visible, each with its steaming lights; not may other boats were sailing, either. We crossed the finish line of Leg One, 27° 54' N and 115° 09' W, at 0600 and were anchored in Turtle Bay at 0750. Pangas were available for a ride to shore for about $3 per person.
Pangas - Mexcian word for Water Taxi
We couldn't resist doing the dinghy drill, however, and quickly inflated it for our shore excursion. The planned event for that evening was a no host dinner and party at Vera Cruz restaurant in town, a small, friendly place on a hill and one quite overwhelmed at handling the crowd that appeared.
Dinner at Vera Cruz restaurant
The main event for our fifth day out was the Turtle Bay Beach party, all afternoon.
Turtle Bay anchorage with dinghies
We took the panga to the beach to avoid a dinghy drenching in the surf with our potluck dish in hand.
it was a very fun time to meet fellow boaters.
Turtle Bay beach party from cliffs above
There were tons of well-prepared dishes, a small bar serving beer and water, volley ball on the beach, music, and a tug-o-war, men vs women. The women won but with a handicap of 5 women to 1 man on each side. Everyone was back on board before dark.
Anchor lights, Turtle Bay
"Red sky in morning..." - Turtle Bay

November 2-4: 0700 departure for Leg Two, Turtle Bay to Bahia Santa Maria, 260 miles

We had a rolling start because winds were mild; official start was delayed until 1000. As we were leaving the bay, Ebenezer III offered us fresh tuna steaks! They pulled alongside and tossed them over in a plastic bag. Ummm, dinner on the second night out. Soon after, many reports of tuna catches were broadcast by fleet members. We hadn't gotten into the fishing mode yet. Throughout the day we were surrounded by a couple dozen boats. By nightfall, the comforting reassurance of the lights of at least a dozen boats cruised nearby. There was a constant chatter on VHF, some buddy boaters checking in with each other; others calling out with problems. We heard a “pan pan” for a lost rudder and no steerage (fixed a short time later with the help of another boater's suggestion), lost electronics, various rigging hang-ups or runaway sails in the gusty winds. "Reef early, reef often!" Overall, problems were few but the VHF made for good company during the long night outside.
Boats in sight at sunset
The second day out was the best sailing day ever! We flew for 24 hours straight, wing-on-wing.
Sailing wing-on-wing with reefed main
Night time brought some extra choppy and bigger following seas plus freshening winds. The guys kindly agreed to a reef prior to my 0800 to midnight watch, slowing us down to a mere 4.5-5.5 kts during my shift. During our wing-on-wing time, we adjusted sails for wind, lighting, and sea conditions, at one time or another using pretty much every combination of full or partial reefed main or jib.

I had a great time with the constellations and identifying stars in the night sky. Once off watch, however, sleep in the rolling bunk was limited. We crossed the finish line of Leg Two, 24° 47' N and 112° 24' W at 0405, having sailed the whole way, about 260 miles!

Another couple of hours brought us to our anchorage at Bahia Santa Maria. Beautiful green high hills on one side; white sand dunes on the other. There were dozens of boats already in the harbor when we arrived and many more came after us. This was the first of two days here and a rest day. We didn't see too many people leave their boats. Most were hanging out, snoozing, relaxing on the deck or making repairs.

Anne repairing sail cover
Some of those 164 boat names began to sound familiar! We are always amused by the clever boat names and found a few favorites: Unleashed, Distant Drum, No Remorse and R&R Kedger (just ask!) led the list. We spent the afternoon adjusting lines and smoothing out the process for raising the whisker pole. When we discovered we were out of bread, David found the flour and took over the galley to deliver a perfect loaf of fresh baked bread. Impressive!

The whole next afternoon was dedicated to a fabulous beach party.
True North crew at Bahia Santa Maria
There's just about nothing at all at this location but we had a big meal of fresh fish, fish stew, salad and rice, prepared by local La Paz women and trucked overland 250 miles to this beach for our party. Muchas gracias, senoras! Same for the band, “No Name”, a popular rock group from La Paz.
Debbie sings with the band at the beach party
The trick for everyone was getting to shore! The surf was kind of rough. Some managed to make a successful beach landing in their dinghies, some got wet along the way, but most of us waited for a panga to take us to shore. Even that was tricky but the local guys are skilled at landing in the surf. The party gave everyone more time to meet each other, compare stories, enjoy the sun and beach, hike the nearby hills, dance the afternoon away, and feast on the fresh fish. Another terrific Ha-Ha party!

November 6-7: Leg Three, Bahia Santa Maria to Cabo San Lucas, 180 miles

This final leg was predicted to be very mellow with light winds and it was. We flew the spinnaker (aka gennaker) for 14 hours while maintaining a speed of 4.5 to 6 kts.
True North flying her spinnaker
Finally caught up on sleep, we got out the fishing pole for the first time. Boaters reported via VHF radio their numerous catches of tuna, mahi and marlin but we didn't bring a single fish aboard!
Anne fishing
Three times, big, BIG fish broke the line and got away – the last one a jumping marlin? At least we didn't lose the pole. It was a shorts and T-shirt day followed by a balmy shorts and T-shirt night. Despite our tiny freezer, we still had enough fresh food for a salmon Caesar salad. Good thing we brought our own fish! We sailed, then motored when the wind died with 23 boats all around and within 3 to 5 nm, all maintaining a constant speed, inching closer to our goal and accompanied by a sliver of a silver moon.

We crossed the finish line of Leg Three, 22° 52' N and 110° 08' W at 1132. Just beyond the finish line, the characteristic arch and tall, sandy colored rocks rose from the water, standing like guards at the entrance to the harbor for a stunning welcome.
The Arch - Cabo San Lucas, southern tip of Baja
We had been waiting for a slip assignment and at this point, with so many Ha-Ha boats coming into the harbor, were assigned to a “first come” area between M and N docks where there would be many of us rafted together. We landed a sociable space right on the dock, convenient to all the comings and goings. What a change of pace! Twelve days of solitude at sea replaced by an instant Grand Central! The 45' catamaran Capricorn Cat arrived the following day and rafted alongside True North, compatible neighbors whose claim to fame later became winners of the Here to Eternity Kissing Contest - a roll in the sand and surf with one's partner for the 10 brave couples who dared to enter. Arrival to Cabo brought the evening's 'Can't Believe We Cheated Death Again' dance and survival party madness at El Squid Roe in town.
Party at El Squid Roe
Loud, loud music, lots of dancing, laughs, and decompression. Relief and happiness might be another way to describe the feeling. The following day was our last beach party, all afternoon on a sunny, sandy Cabo beach with some low-key fun.
The Grand Poobah judges Here to Eternity Kissing Contest
The final Ha-Ha event was the awards ceremony with plenty of well-deserved kudos for all participants. All boaters received sincere praise and congratulations for having completed our journey at sea, 780 miles offshore! A feeling of shared accomplishment filled the air. The Grand Poobah and MC Richard wore his best  beach tux with shorts for these prestigious awards. Each division received First-, Second-, Third-, and Third Plus-place awards. Everyone got an award! We placed Third Plus in the Desperado Division, coming in ahead of the “Thirds” for having sailed the entire Leg Two. There were a couple of boats that sailed the entire way, waiting out the periods of no wind and missing our first survival party in Cabo. Some other accomplishments were recognized: Youngest, age 3; Oldest, 86, most unstoppable (a blind captain!); most number of Ha-Has (10), best Spirit of the Ha-Ha (ie, helping boaters in distress with their electronics, rigging, sails, etc.) and Best Fish Story. This award rightfully went to the sailor who caught a 300 lb great white shark! He wanted his lure back and got it without also serving chopped crew! Some awards were less distinguished: Most Significant Spinnaker Fouling, Loudest Snoring (as humorously demonstrated on-stage by fellow boat-mates, and finally, Worst Boat Bite (big bad bruises). Not all who received them dared to show them! That officially concluded Baja Ha-Ha XX - 2013. We're so glad we participated!
Gregg and Anne on the beach at Cabo San Lucas
The following day, boats were rearranged in the harbor as several departed for LaPaz and Puerto Vallarta. Our plan was to do a few chores and cleaning, chat with other boaters, swim in the warm water and just hang out. Our intrepid crew-mate David fit right in with this adventuresome crowd and we hugely appreciated him!
Cabo San Lucas - busy but beautiful!


Monday, October 28, 2013

True North October 3-28: Port to Port Along the Southern California Coast

 
October 3-18 Alamitos Bay & Long Beach, Newport Beach & Balboa Island, Dana Point, Oceanside

It's been a continuous stream of sunny coastal So Cal ports 'o call since we left Catalina Island. At Alamitos Bay we were fortunate to find TLC Electric through a recommendation. They came quickly, checked our ailing house batteries, determined they were ancient and replaced them, all in less than a half day. 
Never before seen on True North - Full Charge from new batteries
We had a fun catch-up visit with our niece, Christine, and Michael, and met the intrepid cruisers Lisa and Lief on Finistera, experienced sailors with suggestions for great places to stop along Mexico's coast, and leaving shortly for their own new adventures in Panama.

Newport Beach and Balboa Island were quite colorful. Large houses and smaller cottage-like homes with tiny sandy beach-fronts lined the waterways. Instead of docks at each house, boats were tied to moorings along the waterfront beach, bow and stern, and hundreds more resident boats at moorings in the center of the harbor. 


"Backyards" on Balboa Island
Unique to this area were the resident “Duffy” boats. We saw them everywhere and thought they were public water taxis but, no. These little 16-footers with a canvas roof, clear vinyl sides and 8 to 10 seats inside cruise the waterways with friends and neighbors, especially at sunset and quite possibly with a martini or two. A blast from the past included an evening out with Bo and Florence from Anne's New Mexico road warrior days. Note: no red wine was even consumed.

Anticipation at reaching Dana Point was building, being a fan of author and sailor Henry Dana.
Anne with Henry Dana
Dozens of sailboats under full sail played in the wind just outside the harbor with the famous high cliffs in the background. There was a long entry into the harbor with a palm lined breakwater, all very neat and inviting. We settled into one of the very narrow slips for several days while hiking the high trails and along the same cliffs from which Dana and his fellow sailors threw the animal hides below to be carted out to their ship for transport back to Boston. A replica of Dana's brig Pilgrim resides at the dock in front of the Ocean Institute.
Dana Point Marina with Pilgrim square rigger
It was a festive marina and one of our favorites! A mariachi band played from just across the fairway against a golden sunset. People were hanging out on their boats, kids were swimming. Our slip neighbors were a fun couple living aboard a 32' sailboat. They had sailed with their young kids, now grown, for several years in the Caribbean, and were almost more excited about our coming adventure than us! My brother John visited from nearby Carlsbad and brought us a “boatload” of gear that we had ordered online and had sent to his house, including a watermaker and solar panel...new projects.
John playing Santa
We stole a break before digging in to see Mission San Juan Capistrano with John. Sorry to report that the swallows left when the mission walls were last stabilized. Meanwhile, two other Ha-Ha boats arrived at Dana Point: Dawn Treader from Olympia and Sunshine from B.C..

Dana Point to Oceanside was easy-going at 3-4 knots, jib only for a most enjoyable day on the water. We spotted several pods of bottle-nosed dolphins along the way but they were too busy fishing to visit with us. We were graciously given space at the guest dock of the Oceanside YC by the friendly Port Captain David and Commodore Karie, as well as invited to the YC Monday night pot luck chili dinner. 
Surfers on beach in Oceanside
While in Oceanside we made the acquaintance of Dan Feltham, sailor and author of the e-book Tradewinds Calling which we read along the way – good stories from sailing in the South Pacific! We had corresponded with Dan a few times regarding which marinas might be good stops along the coast. Then, back to our projects! For some background, we already have a small manual watermaker for emergencies and had decided against adding an electric watermaker until meeting Lief and Lisa at Alimitos Bay. They gave us a dose of reality: it isn't likely that we will pull up to a dock with a hose connected to potable water at many of our stops in Mexico, and carting 5-gallon water jugs through the streets to that potable source and back to fill a 90 gallon tank painted an unpleasant picture. Both my brother John, and cousin Paul, newly relocated to Oceanside, supported the project by taking us to and from hardware stores to find the right fittings.
Gregg working on watermaker plumbing
San Diego! Last stop before the Ha-Ha! All good projects and final provisioning come to an end in San Diego...ready or not! We chose to stay at Harbor Island and were assigned to D dock at Cabrillo Isle Marina. We quickly found yellow Ha-Ha flags on a few other boats, three of which we had met earlier. More Ha-Ha boats arrived along with an array of projects...new mainsail for Cool Change, dodger for Ebenezer III, rigging check, new anchor rode for Winterhawk, haul out for Sunshine, shorten the anchor chain for Paragon, and for us? Final hook-up of the watermaker, wiring for a solar panel, and a head repair. Or an attempt at a head repair.  Don't ask.  On the dock, excitement was high in between frequent visits to West Marine. For us, visits with Gregg's old grade school pal, Tim, provided a respite from the stress of repairs.  It was fun to catch up after twenty years, and Tim was a very gracious host.

We left our projects for a few hours when my brother John, sister Mary, and brother-in-law Tom arrived (with dinghy wheels, another project!) to tour two tall ships on the waterfront, including Star of India and a replica of HMS Surprise.
Anne, Mary, Tom, John

Reiko, Mary, Anne

None of us dared to climb the futtock shrouds! Later, we picked up our friend and crew of one, David from Albuquerque, and continued on to Carlsbad for a family bon voyage at John and Reiko's. It was awesome to have our family participating in our adventure by visiting for this terrific send-off: Al and Holly, John and Reiko (beautiful meal!), Mary and Tom, Christine and Michael, Gabe, cousin Paul and son, Michael...with a champagne toast to us! The following evening, John, Reiko, Mary and Tom brought some of the incredible party treats to the boat for an impromptu dinner aboard.

The big Baja Ha-Ha Halloween departure bash proved to separate the uber-creative from the rest of us mere clever mortals. We may not be brave enough to publish a photo of our costume as it bordered on the ridiculous. But what the heck:
David, Theresa and John from Cool Change, and Gregg


Winterhawk crew does it right, winning group costume
Now, with just hours until departure, our schedule for the morning looks like this: Between 0930 and 0945, all 164 boats gather for the kick-off parade at 1000. At 1100, the America's Cup starting gun begins Baja Ha-Ha XX. Feel free to follow our track while at sea by clicking on the link at the upper right, “2013 Route”. We'll update with pictures from the past three weeks and with events of the passage after we get to Cabo!