San Francisco and Beyond

Richardson’s Bay is where Sausalito is. Anchorage is free, so Bill found us a nice spot at least a 30 minute row from the dinghy dock. Free is a very good price, and many of the boats anchored there looked like they had been taking advantage of this for quite a while. It also means that you don’t know how well anchored they really are, thus the distance and the spot on the edge of the pack.

While setting the dinghy up, Nina got stung by a bee that was resting in the dinghy hoisting rope. She survived and we rowed into town. Sausalito is a pretty town, very touristy on the main thoroughfare, but easy to explore on foot. We found the library, a grocery store and had lunch at Sausalito Taco. We also found a hardware store that had a spare French press carafe and promptly bought it.

We headed into San Francisco the next day. The plan was to take the ferry in and catch the bus back. We wandered through the very nice bookstore at the ferry dock in SF and then walked over to Chinatown. Rather than going up Grant, the more touristy street, we wandered down Stockton, where the locals shop. It was chockablock with small groceries full of foods that will never be seen in your average grocery chain. Everyone was out shopping. It was like being in a new world and it would be a fun place to get to know better. We ate our lunch sitting on the steps of the Chinese Hospital and listened to the noon siren and message go off in English and Chinese.

The ferry from Sausalito to San Francisco.
The hill where Nina’s great-uncle lived fifty years ago.

Next stop was to find Nina’s great-uncle Emory’s place on Russian Hill. The hill was as steep as she remembered and we got a great view of the city from the top. Down we went to the Maritime Museum. Had a beer at Ghiradelli Square and headed off to Van Ness to catch the bus back. We had time to kill so we walked down Union and found the Golden Gate Valley Branch Library. It had a really friendly vibe and was well used by adults and the after school crowd. We walked back to the bus stop, waited in the sun, and had the bad word of a bus driver drive right past us. The next bus was at least an hour’s wait so we decided to head for the ferry. We got to traverse Russian Hill crossways to how we’d hiked it earlier. Caught the ferry and wandered back to the dinghy dock in Sausalito by way of the boardwalk. Found a new bookstore that had opened the previous week.

San Francisco from the ferry.

One of the reasons we were in Sausalito was to connect with friends of a friend. We’d all had to reschedule for various reasons and we were finally going to meet up. We were starting to get a little nervous about the weather forecast, though. We were awakened in the middle of the night by strong gusts of wind, 30 knots and up. We seemed to be ok, anchor holding, so we went back to sleep. At about 7:00 am our anchor alarm went off. It was truly blowing like stink, and our anchor was dragging. Fortunately we hadn’t hit anyone. Nina went forward to work on retreiving the anchor and in the process had her glasses blown away. We got the anchor reset. One of the big catamarans next to us had also dragged and was on the other side of the bay. A couple of other boats had dragged, one on the rocks and the other dismasted by Angel Island. We were ok. When the wind dropped, we got the dinghy stowed on deck. And the wind started up again. We cancelled the meet up and decided to leave the next morning.

Back over the San Francisco bar again, smooth trip. Very few commercial boats coming or going. We did get a glimpse of Excaliber, a fishing boat that we’d seen a number of times on our AIS at night while coming down the coast.

We had a nice run to Monterey. Got back from showers to find Raven’s card taped to Gypsy. They are another Rose City boat heading for the HaHa and were just down the row from us.

Bill connected with the brother of a friend and we were going to meet up with them the next day. We had a fantastic day with Tad and Norma. Breakfast, a hike around Point Lobos, a drive to Pebble Beach and we had cocktails at he Mission Ranch (no Clint sightings, tho), and the finals of the San Francisco Comedy Competition at Folktale Winery. It was a full and wonderful day. Thank you!

A view from the Point Lobos trail.
Another view from Point Lobos.

Next day was on to the Monterey Aquarium. One of the coolest facts we learned is that pelicans are descended from velociraptors. We were chatting with one of the volunteers at one of the hands on stations and she asked where we were from, where we were going, etc. Turns out she’d done the HaHa twenty years ago. She heads up to Seattle every year but makes a stop in Portland on the way. Did we know the Bollywood Theater? Another lovely day.

Another laundry day. Bill discovered that we can get additional clothesline if we hook the boom preventer to the flag cleats on the shrouds. The preventer is a line that goes from the end of the boom through a block at the front of the boat and then to the back of the boat. By tying the boom off when we are sailing in light winds or winds that are coming from too far behind us, the preventer keeps the boom from slamming over to the other side of the boat and back again.

Time to move again. Next stop, Morro Bay.

3 thoughts on “San Francisco and Beyond”

  1. What fun and busy days ! I am sorry to hear about the glasses but happy to hear about the pelican ancestors. Thanks for keeping us updated.


    1. So good to hear from you! Bookstores & libraries, of course! Saw you down around Catalina last week. Hope all is well for getting underway with Baja HaHa this coming week with the big winds & fires down there.


  2. Wow, you two don’t have to have to get out of the city have wild adventures! A dismasting from your anchorage? I know the glasses problem from kayaking; wood screws work best. You two really know how to work a city . Miss ya’ll.


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