|It ain't like closing the loop on a circumnavigation|
or anything, but sailing under the Golden Gate Bridge
was a big deal for the Robertson family, and
After sailing under the Golden Gate Bridge, we headed straight for Horseshoe Cove (in front of the Presidio Yacht Club and practically underneath the Bridge) where we spent our first two nights at anchor. From there we headed around the corner to Richardson Bay where we anchored right off a beautiful small beach in Sausalito and used this as a base for trips inland to visit parents, grandparents, aunts, cousins, and friends that Windy’s had since grammar school.
|The girls were beside themselves|
when they stumbled upon a hobbyist
making bubbles in a Sausalito park.
Meanwhile, I wasn’t up to helping them turn things around in their athletic lives as I was hard at work battling the flu. Windy enjoyed dinners and nights out with friends.By the time we left Petaluma and motored/sailed back to San Francisco with Windy’s family aboard, my condition was deteriorating. We hit near gale-force winds in San Francisco’s famed “Slot” between Angel Island and Alcatraz before we dropped the hook in Aquatic Park and I spent the next four days in my berth wanting to die.
I ventured out once with Windy and the girls to reclaim a hot fudge sundae I was denied as a child. (My family was in Ghirardelli Square in the late 1970s and I’d done something wrong and was made to suffer the trauma and humiliation of watching my little sisters enjoy the dessert without me. Things are better now; I'm over it.)
|The lovely, lovely trek|
up the Petaluma River.
I imagined our northward progress being thwarted by the fall gales and panic set in.Windy announced Tuesday morning the 14th that a weather window was closing and we may get stuck in San Francisco for a spell. “It’s one o’clock now. If we pull the anchor, motor around the corner and get fuel, we can be headed under the Gate by two and the tide will be slack. Are you feeling up to it?”
“Not at all.”“Okay, let’s go.”
And away we went.
|We hauled out over the weekend at KKMI Sausalito so that I could|
replace two thru-hull transducers for our new instruments. According
to the operator, we tip the scales at just a hair over 28,000 pounds.
|When I married Windy, she came with good references. Elise, Heidi,|
and Leelee are just a few of the folks who have known her well
for thirty years.
| You know how stand-up paddleboarding (SUP) is all|
the rage? (It's like yoga in its popularity.) I looked out the boat one
morning in Sausalito and saw this: a yoga instructor and two students
going through their poses on SUPs. Only in California.
|Only traveling up a navigable river in a Mediterranean climate (such|
as to Petaluma) could you sail by a landscape that includes in one scene
vineyards, eucalyptus trees, palm trees, and marsh against a
backdrop of dried grass-covered hills.
|This is the beach we anchored off in Sausalito. Like all of the|
anchorages we used in the Bay Area, it was free.