You are on your way to the lake for a long weekend of waterskiing. You just left town and realized that you forgot the tow rope. Seriously?! The lake is beautiful and remote and lacks any shops. Which is why you like it. Which is also why you have to go back home and get the tow rope before you can really be on your way. Except that will mean you have to drive through rush hour traffic. Or just drive up the next morning, cutting in to your weekend and your time on the water.
Ok. So now you get what happened to us.
We LOVED Isla San Marcos (Click here to see last post). And this was to be our jumping off point before we headed north. We would wait a couple of days of north winds and when it clocked to the south we would set sail for Bay of Los Angeles (PassageWeather fooled us- we actually had south winds the whole time we were there). While at the island, we realized that we needed some hardware to make a dinghy bridle, and needed another wrench to tighten the packing gland on the prop.
Soooooo, after two nights at anchor we headed back to Santa Rosalia expecting to just spend a night there. On the way we hit a squall.
26 knots of wind. Reefed jib only. Rain. Lightning. Thunder. Almost 7 knots of boat speed. Flyin’!
We haven’t had this much fun sailing in the rain since the first month after we learned how to sail many moons ago- we were trying to see how far we could get the toe rails of our charter boat in the water when we saw lightning in the SF Bay and decided maybe it was time to reef and head back in.
The rain was so cold that we actually had to put shirts on.
The squall was intense. It came from the NW but the winds had been from the south all day so we had no idea that it would actually hit us, and the island that we just left. We were glad that we left when we did as Moondance was not moored in an anchorage favorable to NW winds. Mother Nature hasn’t been paying attention to our schedule as of late. I’ll have to have a word with her about that. At least she offered us a full double ended rainbow after we passed through the squall.
This time we skipped Fonatur Marina and headed for the Santa Rosalia Marina. The daily rate is half the cost here. We chose an end tie and the dock tipped 45 degrees sideways as we tied up to her. We were afraid this finger would literally separate from the dock. We moved to another slip and were generously warned to spray our cleats with cockroach spray. “They are all over the docks at night.” Oh. Great. That night we slept like the dead.
As it is no longer a bazillion degrees outside, we quickly finished our projects and are just waiting for the wind to shift- we are crossing our fingers that we can leave on Thursday night. In the meantime we went to a cruiser BBQ, have gotten lots of helpful advice from other sailors, and are starting to feel pretty comfortable in this homey little marina.
We plan to lift the dinghy on deck every night until the end of chubasco season. Our old setup left us praying that we wouldn’t break a stanchion every time the dinghy came off or on the boat. Although still a 2 person operation, this setup is soo much easier and much safer.
Next: tighten the nuts around the packing gland on the prop shaft. We needed a 2nd big mama wrench to do this.
This was a quick but challenging job. Conor had to manuever both wrenches in opposing directions at the same time and at just the right tension while squirming in to a little space and holding a flashlight in his mouth.
But he did it! So now we don’t have to hear that darn bilge pump go off so frequently when we motor! Another plus- we don’t have to feel like the boat is sinking.