The sailing adventures of SV Meriwether and her crew
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...
Our stop in Crescent City took three days, where we restocked some groceries, did some laundry, and had a nice visit with Kerri’s Aunt for an afternoon. We only hung around that long to wait out that big weather system sitting just outside the San Francisco Bay. No need for us to go barreling directly into it, so wait we...
A quick road trip – thanks to a borrowed van from good friends in PT – to pick up my Nephew down near Bainbridge Island also resulted in the last minute purchase of a second hand whisker pole (carbon fiber pole I might add, super cool). Combined with all the boat work – planned and unplanned – over the last...
We were under no delusion that we would get to raise a sail on the day we crossed back into the United States. From Victoria to our final destination of Port Townsend was a cool 35 nautical miles, all of which was forecast to have not even the slightest of a breeze. So, Kerri worked down below while I kept...
With just over a week to get to our scheduled haul-out in Port Townsend, we had to keep moving. Though we initially planned to visit Vancouver, we chose to bypass it to spend a couple days in Victoria instead. This route would bring us through BC’s Gulf Islands, on the South East side of Vancouver Island. But first, we had...
