The sailing adventures of SV Meriwether and her crew
We entered Mexico at some point in the middle of the night, during a 15 hour, overnight-sail from San Diego to Ensenada. Nothing of note happened. In fact, it was our usual, boring, motor-all-the-way sort of sail, but it didn’t matter to me – we were in Mexico! The morning was spent dealing with all the customs paperwork, none of...
Year number four living on a sailboat. We aren’t newbies anymore. In fact, this year we both have been feeling the salt in our veins as we become veterans of this lifestyle. And with that tenure comes our biggest year to date, by far! In 2021 we traveled more miles then 2019 and 2020 combined. In 2022, we travelled nearly...
The trip to San Diego from Catalina Island took us on yet another overnight voyage. This ensured we can arrive during daylight with no rush to get there by a certain o’clock, and to sail at what ever speed the wind allows. And, even though we really didn’t foresee a whole lot of sailing that night in the forecast we...
Completing a full circle, almost four years since we were in Santa Barbara for sailing lessons, we arrived once more in our own boat. This to avoid a gale hitting the Channel Islands where we had been happily anchored for the pat few days. And we ended up staying a few days – over Thanksgiving – to visit with California...
Once we were to leave the safety of Morro Bay, there would be no other anchorage or marina until we rounded the infamous Point Conception. Yes, yet another point of the West Coast that tries to kill anyone passing by, and once again we would be passers by. Because of the reputation (and stories from others) we would choose an...
Leaving Monterey we had a big distance to sail – over 90 miles as the most efficient route plotted out, but would end up being just over 101 miles in total. Said distance was not navigable during the short daylight hours at this time of the year, so we had the choice of arriving to our next destination at night,...
Before the sun-rise. That was our time of departure out of Halfmoon Bay. We had a full day of sailing to get to our next destination of Santa Cruz with no where to stop in between. Sixty-ish miles separated the anchorages, and with a lot less daylight in each day this late in the year it was a squeeze to...
We passed under the Golden Gate Bridge one more time, this time headed westward. The morning sun had already lifted the fog, affectionately known as “Karl” in this area, and was warming us through the our multiple layers. Halfmoon Bay was our destination, just six hours away. Sadly, not a one of those hours would be sailed as we had...
Already having been stuck at a dock for more then a week, we were excited to untie the lines and get back out at anchor. Boat-neighbors in Richmond told us of Paradise Cove just across the way, and with the itch in full swing, we took off to get back out at anchor for a few days. Paradise is only...
Upon arrival, Kerri and I spent a few days in the Aquatic Park anchorage. Partly for rest, but also because we both recognize that anchoring “under” San Francisco is a bucket list item for many people, and we should feel the same way. It also allowed us to step off the boat and visit a couple staples in our part...
