Monday, July 4, 2005

Paradise Cove



So at the last minute this morning, we decided with our friend Jolanda that we would buddy boat to Paradise Cove for an overnight. I don't know why they call it buddy boat, our boats didn't play together or anything unless boats play by just being near each other -- maybe that's it...


Anyway, here is a picture of Jolanda's boat while we were sailing over:





Here I am sticking my tongue at my mom again -- we were just leaving the marina at this time...









And here is a pic of our boat while we were sailing along...





I think this will be good to explain to a lot of you out there why I like my room so much. That blue is not the side of our boat, but the bottom!!!!!! My room is on the opposite side in the back of the boat -- and believe me, I'm cozily 'resting' below. Mom also has my tunes on so I have something nice to listen to...





Here we are coming into Paradise Cove - that's Angel Island in the picture on the side of me (the side that's not my mom). Mom is just being silly with the camera.





I couldn't wait for my dinghy ride so I was sure to get dad moving on that right away. I offered to help any way that I could, but he didn't think it a good plan and choose to do it without my help -- but I supervised him anyway.





I did some ball playing...





And dad and I did some swimming...





I even made a friend...





He was a funny dog - his name was Doobie and he is a Dobie!!!! He loved to chase butterflies and dig on the beach. Luckily he lives right on the beach - so he gets to play there every day.





Before I forget, Darby found a soccer ball for me to play with, so I was a soccer star!!!!!!





Eventually, it was time to go back to the boat for dinner. I snuggled with mom....





Here's a nice picture of Jolanda's boat in the morning...





I was ready for a morning romp...


After a good romp on the beach, it was time to start getting ready for our sail home. When we got back to the marina, we saw another boat doggie...

Viking Raft Up



Hi - So this weekend started off pretty normal. I was nice enough to let mom sleep in till around 7am (I won't get into how she kept telling me to go lay down and turning her head to face the wall). But you try to sleep when you have to pee pee -- it's very hard....


Anyway, we got up and when we got back, dad was kinda getting up, so I just progressed it a bit by jumping on the bed and licking his nose -- he loves it when I do that. Another favorite trick is to nibble on his earlobe!!!!!


So they were already out running errands by 8:30 in the morning, this was my first clue that we were going to have another adventure today -- they are usually much lazier than this.


But mom kept telling me that I would love this one, something about an easy sail then a romp on the beach -- I'm all for beaches!!!!


After we had a little bit of lunch (or THEY had lunch, I didn't get anything) the wind picked up a bit and my sailing shoes went on and we were off...


They were right, we were not sailing toward that Golden Bridge and the boat seemed calmer - but I still opted to stay below and listen to my sailing tunes for most of the trip.


As we got closer to Clipper Cove (it's at Treasure Island which is in the middle of the Bay Bridge), we saw some fishermen.







I wondered if they were catching any of that salmon stuff, mom and dad said they weren't - but what do they know??


We also saw and had to sail through a number of barges with new bridge parts...







I thought that was very cool, but we were on a mission. We are sailing to Clipper Cove to meet others who have the same brand of boat as we do.







Here is a picture of the entrance to the Cove - it's just to the left of that pier - if you look real close, you can see some boats already there.







It was really a very fast sail - normally mom and dad would sail around more, but they kinda wanted to get there and get settled with the dinghy so I could play on the beach...







So since this was my first time having people I didn't know walking across the boat - mom made me little garlic hotdogs so the experience would be really good for me. I don't know what they were worried about though, I was fine with it - sometimes I would go outside when someone came on our boat and see if they had anything good for me to eat. Mom and dad said I did really well.


In the pic above, our boat is the 3rd from the right.







But I was a little concerned when these guys showed up. Luckily I met the one on the right last year. But for a little bit there, I thought they were going to try to take over our boat!!!







It wasn't all boat time. We took some romps to play on the beach...







And look here at my great find!!!! Mom wouldn't let me bring it home, she said it was much better if we left it here for the next boat doggie to play with. I think that's a good idea, I don't think I could have gotten it in my room anyway.







Here mom put me to work. The next morning the boat next to us had to leave, so we had to pull this other boat alongside of us to take out space. Mom told me I had to watch this line on my left to make sure it didn't come untied. I did a great job, the line didn't budge!!!!


Well, it was a fun weekend, and I'm a tired little puppy - but I had a great time and I'm proud to be a Viking dog (I wonder where I can get some horns) !!!!

Benicia BYC Cruise



Well, This weekend mom and dad explained that we were going to be able to spend 3 days together having adventures. They also prepared me for a raft up to another boat. It turned out that we were on the outside, so I had to walk across another boat to get to the dock. It was kinda fun -- like little obstacles (under this line, around the pole, under the hammock, under these two lines with a little jump in the middle). We woke up early on Saturday - I knew it was early because I didn't have to do too much to get them to finally get up, only my little usual growly talks (arooooouuuuugh)...


We headed out and were surprised to see whitecaps already - We left at 8:30 in the morning, usually it's calm at that time.







So I snuggled down below in my aft den (mom sets up up nice and cozy for me)...







Mom has started playing music for me when we sail - she thinks it might help calm me when things happen that I don't understand (but I heard her say that she likes to hear the music down below anyway). She created a playlist of some of the calming type music that they normally listen to. Here is a pic of the set up that they have -- they keep this music thing called an iPod in the chart table (and yes, one day we will replace that tired looking radio).







Dad and John tried to see if our instruments had a timer because there was going to be a race from the Richmond Bridge to the Carquinez Bridge. But it ended up not being necessary because mom forgot to start the timer (too busy enjoying the sail) and dad wanted to put up the spinnaker anyway (that would disqualify us).







Here's a picture of Red Rock, it is the only island in the SF Bay that is for sale (at least it was a couple of years ago and I'm guessing it still is - I wouldn't want to live there, but there is a really good beach there).







This is the Richmond Bridge after we passed under it. In an earlier adventure (Paradise Cove) there is a picture of me volunteering for homeland security by scaring away one of those buoys hanging around during construction.







These islands are called the brothers - they look like each other - I can see it.... It's a bed and breakfast now. But just between us, mom confided to me that the little white one kinda stinks, It seems the birds like to do their business on it without cleaning up. Maybe we should install a poopie bag holder there?







By this time the spinnaker was up and I came out to see the sights.







We passed this cool looking boat...







Dad is happiest when the big sail is flyin'.







This is our neighbor "Liberty"







And this is us...







Notice our spinnaker is now in the cockpit (that bit of red in the back of the boat). That's because that jaw of the pole spit out its line and it went flying. Of course, while the line whizzed out of the pole, it burned through about 6 layers of our jib (which is now at the sailmakers being repaired). In addition to that, the force of us being knocked on our side broke the steering bracket that attaches our wheel to the boat. See, this is why I stay down below in my safe room - I don't understand this stuff... I heard mom say she was scared too...


We were able to sail into Benicia just fine - though we did have our emergency tiller ready just in case. This was also the reason we took a long walking tour of Benicia to the hardware store (about 5 miles up a big hill). It was so hot. The people at Starbucks were nice enough to give me my own little cup of water...


But all is better after we are checked in and dad fixed our steering.


This is my most favorite part of sailing -- jumping in the dinghy...







We spent lots of time sitting and hanging around (I was sure to find some shade to relax in)...







Or playing on the beach (I was a running fool!!!!)...












Here I'm convincing mom that she needs to row me around the marina (I ran ahead of her and jumped in the dinghy).







Or walking around downtown. They had a parade, but I didn't get to see it because it happened around the same time mom and dad went to dinner at a restaurant (I took a nap in the boat).


Oh, the town was so great to walk around, the little shops even put water bowls out for doggies like me...







Here is the Benicia yacht club float...







Mom taught me to drink out of a human water fountain. That was special, I'm used to the doggie water fountains at the dog parks. I learned really fast, she just had to show me once - then I was a pro. I would even walk to the fountain by myself when we passed to tell her I wanted some water (I needed help with the button part).







Mom and I posed with the big propeller.







This is our side of the raft up - we are the first boat on the outside (with the green stripe)







Some other boat doggies (mom says she's going to try to take more pictures of boat doggies out there that we come across, I think it's a good idea). But these live on a big powerboat.







Another sailing dog...







Back on the boat and doing a "high 5" with dad.







Back to the beach...







Now, this is a sign that all doggies LOVE to see...







Me with the weird statue - we couldn't figure out was it was for, but it was perfect for sitting and had a great view of the Straight!!!







Finally, after a fun-filled weekend, I'm taking a snooze on the way home







... little did I know that there would be FIREWORKS when I got home.... YOWSER!!!!! Glad that's over!