Wednesday, September 1, 2004
We left Santa Cruz around 12 pm headed for Monterey. It was mom's favorite kinda sailing - sunny skies, and steady wind, but not too strong. We had a great time.
Here is a picture of my mom and me on that leg of the trip. We ended up getting into Monterey about 3:45pm - so a very short hop across Monterey Bay.
As we are entering the Harbor, we are greeted by all these barking dogs....
I am so excited, I can barely keep myself on the boat.
But I manage, especially when I see where we are going -- do you see that small opening straight ahead, that's the entrance to the marina, hardly seems like we can fit, huh? Glad I'm not driving.
So, after we got tied up safe in our slip, we went walking around. Mom found out that the beach right there by the pier, and out for about a mile, is legal off-leash dog play area, WHO HOO!!! We made good use of that information.
When we returned, mom and dad let me walk off leash on the dock and I went a little ahead, looking for guacamole and stuff (for those of you who don't recall, in the San Leandro marina I went on a boat and ate their guacamole - mom and dad were mortified). All of a sudden, I see one of those sea lions, right on the dock!!! So I ran to give him a piece of my mind and see if I could wrestle up a game on the dock like I do with my doggie neighbors at home. Well, he got up as tall as he could and started to roar at me - I just kinda froze, guess I shouldn't have run up barking, huh?!? Luckily for me, dad was able to come up the dock behind me and pull me away by my hips. Mom and dad told me I really gave them a scare.
Mom went back to get a picture of the sea lion and here he is giving her the evil eye. He eventually calmed down and went back to sleep. Later that evening, I had to scare another one off the dock that jumped up right next to our boat! It was a good thing I was on guard, mom and dad were watching a movie down below.
The next morning, we had breakfast at this cafe which is very dog-friendly. We also met a puppy who is cruising down to Mexico from Canada with his parents. I didn't get a picture of him, but I wish I did, I bet he is going to have lots of adventures.
While dad went to turn in the keys, I got to take some time to look around the marina at all the fishing boats. We are about to leave for Stillwater Cove.
Our sail to Stillwater was easy. The wind was good to start off, but by the time we rounded into Carmel Bay, we were motoring.
Here's a picture from our boat (anchored at Stillwater Cove) looking across Carmel Bay. It's beautiful. There's lots of Seaweed, but there's a path into the anchorage. My dad took our dinghy all the way to that far point that you can see and caught a couple of nights of dinner for us.
They even had these cute little creatures called sea otters. There is a dog at the dog park back at home that looks just like this. But mom told me they were very special and I shouldn't even bark at them. We just silently watched them hunt for food and swim around - they were kinda cute, but I think I would have still tried to play with them if they came onto the beach.
This is Buddy - he's the harbormaster's dog, and I knew this would be a great couple of days when shortly after we dropped the anchor, the harbormaster rode up to our boat with Buddy on his bow.
I was a happy puppy. That hook you see is for these little lanterns we have for the cockpit. I'm not hanging on the lifelines... Just didn't want you to be concerned.
Here I am playing on the beach with Rosie - she's also a sailor dog.
I also made time for napping.
Buddy and the harbormaster had a great surprise for us, the Pebble Beach Golf Course allows dogs off leash after the golfers are finished playing - so I was going to have a chance to play on this beautifully manicured lawn (they were tending to it everyday).
Oh, I love the ball.
Pacifica golf course shot.
My Pebble Beach cover shot.
When mom told me these were for cleaning golf balls, I made her try to clean my tennis ball. I hate when the sand gets in my teeth from my dirty ball (but not enough to stop playing).
Dad being cute with my Chunk-it.
The beautiful anchorage (Pacifica is all the way to the left).
While we were playing on the golf course, I gave mom and dad another scare (and me too for a little bit). I kinda went exploring a little down this cliff and then gravity got the best of me and I had to scramble all the way to the bottom. But imagine my surprise when I had my very own private beach, so I took some time to explore the tide pool till mom and dad started calling me frantically back to them. Luckily, off to the side, there was a steep trail that I was able to get back up on - or dad would have had to come get me in the dinghy ( hey, maybe that would have been better, I love the dinghy).
Here's another view of the cliff from the water.
One day we went to lunch in Carmel at Forge in the Forest. It was great, they have a special patio dedicated to doggies. Right when you sit down, they bring water to your parents and a water bowl for you too! They even had a doggie menu, so after mom and dad ordered, the waiter said, "And for the doggie?" Then I heard mom say, "we'll get the quarter hounder for her" YIPEE!!! I was so happy, I didn't know what it was, but this place had good smelling stuff, so I'd take anything they bring me. Well, it ended up being a 1/4 pound Angus Beef burger. I think I heard mom and dad talking about how good it looked - good thing they didn't try it, but I guess I would have shared since they sometimes save a bite of their food for me. Anyway, that blue bowl has my burger in it and I only gave mom one shot at a picture, right after this was taken, I shot over to scarf down my lunch....Aaahhhhhh...
I mentioned how I always wake mom up early, well, that also leaves me available for the sunrise photo.
Finally, after 3 days in Stillwater, it was time to start heading home. Look at all the seaweed dad pulled up with the anchor - I told you he was a good fisherman!!!! I was very disappointed to see him throw back all of this - I'm sure there was some good stuff in it - I guess he thought we really should be getting on our way. So we left around 7:15 in the morning. Mom and dad expected this to be a long day and for us to get into HMB (Half Moon Bay) around 7:30 tonight.
It was really foggy at first but cleared as we entered into Monterey Bay. Just off of Santa Cruz, we saw what dad told me was probably a baby blue whale - he was alongside of us a couple of boat lengths away and heading South - I yelled out to him to stop at Stillwater Cove, but I don't think he heard me. As he left behind us, he waved with his entire tail (uhhh, fluke).
A little bit later, while dad was in the bathroom, mom saw a whale come flying completely out of the water (this is called breaching), she started yelling for dad to hurry out - then a second whale breached, as dad came out, a third one breached, then finally, a fourth which dad was able to see. Wow, mom and dad surely seemed excited about that. I love them and all, but I hope they don't wish I would jump and flip out of the water like that.
So, we were motorsailing down the coast to HMB, around 4ish, the motor shuts down - we ran out of fuel. Dad says that's ok, we're a sailboat, so we start sailing. Unfortunately, the wind is coming straight out of HMB, so it adds time to our already long day. Finally, as the day wore on, the wind continued to tease us by dying. So we nursed the sails to bring us into HMB, only to have the wind completely die about 1/4 mile outside of the harbor entrance. So around midnight, we dropped the anchor to keep us from drifting on to the very dangerous reef they have there and waited and rolled in the swell. The Harbormaster wouldn't be able to give us a tow until 3am. Finally, around 2am, a nice fishing boat named Malesa came by and gave us a tow into the marina.
The next day we relaxed in the marina, had a mechanic come down to work on our engine, and played on the beach.
But we had to get on our way again. You can probably tell, I'm having trouble recovering from the hours spent rolling in the swell waiting for a tow the night before last. But don't worry, I was able to snap out of it.
It was very foggy most of the way home, with a little clearing in the middle.
Here's a shot of us going right under the Golden Gate Bridge - you can barely see it above us.
From a little far away, you can see the fog bank stopped just under the gate - Weird.
Finally, here we are coming into Berkeley. We had a great time on our vacation, but it is nice to be home again. But I did hear dad ask if we wanted to sail to Sam's Cafe tonight -- He can't be serious, can he?
So, we are on to new adventures - this time we were going to be gone a whole week. Wow, a week with my parents, I've never done that with them - I hope they can enjoy being with me all that time -- but who wouldn't, I'm just soooo CUTE!!!!!!!
I'm all dressed in my sailing garb. I think the plan is to sail to Half Moon Bay today (Saturday) then Kim (my human aunt) will join us to Santa Cruz, then we will head to a place called Stillwater Cove - I like the sound of that!
Here's my dad and I sailing out on the Bay Saturday morning. We left at around 7am, which isn't bad for me since I wake mom up every morning by 6:30 to go outside, she doesn't complain too much.
I decided to have my breakfast underway in my aft cabin. I'm so lucky to have 2 servants who are always at my beck and call . Notice that brown stuffed animal just to my right - that's my bunny. When mom bought it for me, she thought I would destroy it since I like to chase real bunnies so much, but has become my most favorite - I always took it with me into my bed when I wanted to be by myself in my den.
It really was a great sail. We got to the Golden Gate at just about slack water and there were a number of other boats heading out too. We saw a Hallberg-Rassy ( which is a really nice boat) - they ended up going to Santa Cruz on the same schedule as us. We like seeing boats out on the ocean, especially when we're able to talk to them in port.
The whole trip to HMB was great, the best being just outside the Gate. Closer to HMB we did have to motor, though.
Here is a picture from along the coast - I know, kinda Grey, but sometimes it's like that. HMB is just around that far point about in the middle of the picture. This view is actually fairly close as far as distance goes out there. But remember, our top speed is 7 knots (which is about 7-8 mph - my mom told me that, I'm not that weird of a doggie).
Here is a pic of my dad and I sailing down the coast. I'm kinda zonked out - but I guess you can tell that, huh?
I love this buoy - it always has these weird animals that bark. I got a chance to get up and personal with one in Monterey, but I'll save that story for later in part 2 (how's that for a tease). Anyway, I'm always at high alert when we come close to these guys - there's something fishy about them and I can't quite put my claw on it...
Here we are entering HMB harbor - it's about 1pm in the afternoon, not a rough sail so we're feeling pretty good - but I always like checking out the sights from the bow (front of the boat) when we come into harbor, and this time was especially interesting...
See all those pelicans -- there are hundreds of them. I think that's the cause of that great smell as we come in. Regardless, with my love of the bird, I can't help but be interested when these guys are around.
After getting settled with the harbormaster, we took a walk around. This is another one of my weaknesses. I don't know what these things are called, but I LOVE them. I can't pass it up!
We stopped for a little bite to eat - don't worry, that's not my beer. Mom says I can't have that stuff. But I do enjoy the conversation with my dad - or at least the bird sitting behind his head.
After dinner, we turned in because my human aunt Kim was going to meet us early and we were going to head out around 8am for a long day to Santa Cruz.
We set off with little drama, except for a RAINSTORM ---- mom and dad assured me this doesn't usually happen this time of year. But here it was, rain heading for HMB. Luckily we started out early and we were escaping before getting caught in it. we managed to outrun it and it ended up being the only source of wind we had the entire trip - except for about 2 hours before getting into SC.
This was taken while we were outrunning the rain. I cuddled close to Kim. She's allergic to me, so it's a good thing we had our foul weather gear - I like her and wouldn't want to make her itch. Besides, she lets my human cousins Nicci and Kaity give me LOTS of cookies when they see me.
After the rain passed, the wind died so we had to motor most of the rest of the way. This was supposed to be Kim's big ocean adventure, so we were a little bummed about that. But we had a good time visiting and hanging out. Here I am looking at the water rushing by -- I'm always wondering about that.
This was a short distance before Santa Cruz and the wind had finally decided to show up for our adventure. Kim is steering us in, who hoo!!!!!! I think I was in my aft cabin around this time.
Ears a flappin' Here we come!!!! Under this pier, those sea lions are barking again - and it sounds like they are having a party there are so many of them. We decided to take a little pass along the boardwalk area where the Ferris wheel and rides are (and no, I have no desire to go there).
So mom was getting a little nuts with the camera and all of a sudden I was being taken away from my duties of watching those sea lions, so I'm here giving her the evil eye - cause if I stuck my tongue out like I usually do, I might lick Kim and make her itch.
FINALLY!!! After mom got the scoop from a local dog owner on where best for me to get my run -- we are at the beach -- and yes, it's a PARTY!!!!!
I got to play one of my favorite games --- MONSTER DAD...
I got to jump for JOY!!!!!
And of course, play fetch with Kim - and anyone else available to throw the stick.
I'm always interested in meeting different species and mom was telling me how great dolphins were, so I tried to strike up a friendship with this guy, but he wasn't very talkative.
While we were tied up, it wasn't too long until I found the best spot on the boat for monitoring the Gate. From this point, I can see straight down the walkway and know right away when my pack is coming home.
Because our propane tank was giving us trouble - as in leaking (which is a very serious issue), we needed to head to Monterey because the nice people at the shop were going to overnight us a replacement part tomorrow.
Behind me in the above picture is the entrance to the marina -- and where we are going to depart tomorrow morning in part 2.
This is the view we had last weekend while heading to Horseshoe Cove on Friday night. It was Labor Day Weekend - My mom says it's when all humans who have to work get a 3 day weekend to relax. I guess for me every day is Labor Day since I relax all the time.
Anyway, we were going to go to a place called Drake's Bay which my parents' love. My human friends John and Scott were going to come up with us on Scott's boat - this is called Buddy Boating.
Isn't this a pretty view of Alcatraz? Again, it was a warm night. But it was on the borderline of my comfort level so I was sure to find human laps to sit on. I like to feel the breeze through my fur so I didn't want to go below to my safe spots.
Speaking of safe spots, you are probably wondering what I'm talking about. Take a look here:
Here I am snuggled in my cave - or the aft cabin. I'm being silly and sticking my tongue out at my mom. But we were already at anchor and I was eating on my pig ear ( mom always puts a special surprise for me here (I think it distracts me - I'm so easily distracted) in case I feel scared.
This is another one of my safe spots. I know I have more than one, but as my parents' friend Jeanie says - a girl's gotta have choices, right?
I also hear mom and dad talking about creating another for me with something called a lee cloth.
Anyway, on to the adventure. we got into Horshoe Cove just before sunset and our friends John and Scott met us shortly after (even though they left about an hour and a half before us). But I guess that's about right since our boat is about twice as long as Scott's.
I quickly assumed my role as anchor watch and protected my crew:
Now, I don't want you to think that I just sit back and let the humans plan the trip....No Sireeee! Now that I have a few ocean miles under my collar, I want in on the planning, and I was sure to attend the skipper's meeting befor turning into bed.
So after a good night's sleep, we woke early and headed out with the fishing fleet. Here is a picture of some of the boats out there and the very calm conditions ( but not as flat as last weekend).
Pretty soon, we caught our first salmon that we could keep, and everyone aboard was happy as were Scott and John, cause it meant we would be having fish for dinner (or they would be having fish for dinner - I just get a taste).
But here I am checking him out. He smells really good, but not like what I would expect mom and dad would want to eat.
So, all this fishing, got me to thinking that I better get to learning about this stuff, so I went below for some time to spend with my studies.
Eventually we did get into Drake's Bay. The wind was really blowing, dad put in a couple of reefs ( that means to make the main smaller so we don't tilt as much and mom and I are happier). Well, what we saw there was kinda scary. There was a very nice boat - a J35 and it looked like it was on the beach.
Here is Scott and John - the first on the scene making a heroic effort to put the boat off by them selves. (they are 10 feet smaller that the beached boat).
Here we have joined in and soon were followed by a boat bigger than ours. But with all of us pulling with all of our might, we couldn't budge them. Mom sent me down below through all this so that I could be safe. I didn't understand this till while we were all pulling we suddenly heard a really loud BANG!!!!! It was Scott's cleat being ripped out of his boat - he's really lucky it didn't break his boat. Then I understood how dangerous it could have been for me to be just wandering around up top.
Just about the time we heard the BANG, the coast guard showed up. So we all untied and left the situation to the professionals. Unfortunately neither the coast guard or the two salvage boats could help them any better than us, so in the morning, this is what we saw:
All the humans would get really quiet when they would look over at this boat. I'm sure they were hoping like I was that this never happened to Pacifica or Scott's boat. Mom told me that this is a sight that no sailor likes to see.
We were really sad and in need for some cheering up, so we got our dinghy's ready. Here is a pic dad took...
Pacifica is the boat on the left.
Then we went to shore.... YIPEEE!!!!!
When we got back to the boat, John, Scott, and dad went swimming...
Then we heading in to shore for a hike.
Of course, if you notice, I am not hiking.... yep, you guessed it -- No Dogs!! So mom and I stayed behind and explored the parking lot area.
I took some time to learn about the history of shipwrecks at Drake's Bay.
When we got back to the boat, we started to get ready for dinner. we threw out some crab traps and we able to catch some crab for appetizers - though I didnt get to try it, the humans seemed pretty happy about it.
This starfish broke into our trap and released all of the bait. The humans thought it was pretty funny, but really I didn't get it and I was kinda ready to hit the sack.
It was so nice taking a nice nap on deck as the sun set...
There was very little wind so we motored most of the way home - and fished some at Duxberry Reef. But unfortunately all we caught were little guys that we had to throw back.
Finally we rounded Pt Bonita, raised the sails and got to sail home in a nice breeze.