Sunday morning, we rolled out of bed and sailed to Angel Island. It was that easy… No hassle of packing up all out gear (including the massive amount of stuff that comes along with having a toddler) and driving to the boat. Nope, we already had everything we needed. What a great reason to live aboard your boat. It just makes it that much easier to get out on the water.
As per usual, there were stressful moments throughout the day. I’m sure that will be the case for awhile as we are learning by doing. To be perfectly honest, I don’t even know what a monohull boat is supposed to feel like when underway… I’ve only done day sails on a catamaran (and have had a couple of terrifying experiences on small dinghies). So heeling, well that’s different. I mean, I understand that we have a huge keel, and that we aren’t going to flip over (especially in 5 mph winds), but whenever we lean far to one side, I can’t help but have the thought, “What the f*ck!?” I’m gonna work on that one.
So rather than bore you with all of the mundane details, I’m going to highlight the ups and downs of the day.
Heck YES! Moments:
- I sailed us under the Richmond Bridge.
- We sailed the entire way once we were out of the channel.
- Since we were up and at it early, Ayala Cove was near empty when we arrived. No problem finding a place at the dock.
- I went jogging on an island that we sailed to in the SF Bay (training for China Camp Trail Run 10k on May 24).
- Amazing family hike to top of Mt. Livermore, the highest point on Angel Island with incredible views of San Francisco, the Bay Bridge and of course the Golden Gate.
The UH-OH! Moments:
- Deciding whether to go or not due to low lying clouds.
- Exiting the channel with our 6’7″ keel and the terrifyingly low numbers on the depth finder.
- A small mishap with docking at Angel Island, with JD and I both on the dock pulling the lines hard and realizing that the boat was still in reverse.
- Standing on top of Mt. Livermore and watching Karl the Fog pouring in over the GG Bridge, knowing that we don’t have radar (luckily he stayed at bay).
- Reentering the channel with our 6’7″ keel and the terrifyingly low numbers on the depth finder.
Maybe our depth finder is a little confused as it read less than 3.8 feet at one point. How is that possible with the depth of our keel without getting stuck? Or is the bottom of our channel that silty? Our list of desired fancy gadgets continues to grow, but with our almost run in with the infamous SF fog, a nifty radar is steadily making its way to the top of the list.
So, the major lessons of the day were to trust your instincts, get up and go early, make sure the engine is in neutral, take extra diapers when hiking and to take a step back and enjoy our amazing backyard that is the entire SF Bay.