Monthly Archives: August 2013

Santa Cruz Beach Scene

Santa Cruz Harbor is right next to the beach.  I could hang out here all day.  Come to think of it, I did.

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Monterrey in the fog.

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The inscription extolls Monterrey Bay’s natural riches

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Art imitating life (see previous blog for a similar picture)

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Obligatory beach volley ball shot

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San Francisco to Santa Cruz, August 28

On August 28, we woke at 5:00 to leave the Bay at slack tide for Santa Cruz.  The trip allowed us to put our radar to the test as we spent several hours in the fog.  In the afternoon the wind picked up and we rolled out our jib.  With North winds from 15-28 knots we screamed down the coast.  The sun cleared the fog at the entry to Santa Cruz Harbor as a local race ended and other boats sailed into the harbor.  Fish and Game raise and release king salmon smolts in the harbor.  Human and sea mammals lined the harbor hoping to land one.

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Our Garmin is mounted in the cockpit.  This setting shows radar and our navigation chart.  The above screen shot shows the Golden Gate Bridge as a yellow line against the black.  With thick fog around us these views allowed us to track vessels, navigational aids, and the coast as we exited the Bay.

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This shot, a couple of miles off shore, shows a vessel as a green triangle to the left of the chart and as a yellow blip on the second ring of the radar.  These images provide a degree of comfort in the thick fog.

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Our 100 jib provides more than enough power.  With winds gusting to 28 knots, we averaged 5.5-7 knots under sail over several hours.

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The fog cleared as we entered the harbor.

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Santa Cruz light house at harbor entry.

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Elizabeth Jean at dusk, safe at the harbor.

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The next day, sunny and calm.  Must say she looks beautiful.

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A Tall Ship Project in Sausalito

We appreciate efforts to preserve our maritime heritage.  Sausalito is home to a creative effort to construct a tall ship.

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The website on the sign: EducationalTallship,org tells the story.

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Inside the tent progress occurs.

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Sausalito Sojourn August 26-28

Our home in San Francisco Bay was Sausalito.  We visited old friends and partook of the local flavor.  Highlights included America’s Cup gossip, fine dining, and marina amenities.  We could have stayed much longer ( refrain I expect to be singing as we travel.

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This poster captures some Sausalito’s beauty.

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We were a couple of weeks ahead of the America’s Cup finals.

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The expected crowds had not materialized which allowed us to find moorage at Schoonmaker Point Marina.

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The skiff’s bright work is flawless.

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Another classic.

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Great coffee and pastry a short walk away.

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So far Sausalito wins the award for the most elegant marina shower facility.

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The view from our slip.

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A 60’s flash back?

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Ode to the First Leg

To celebrate Leg One’s conclusions, Elizabeth Jean‘s bard penned an ode to the passage.

Ode to Leg One

Gather round I’ve some words to relate.

Let’s get started before it’s too late.

Draw nearer and to my words harken

Add rum to your ginger so it darkens

Leg one it is time to celebrate.

We first will honor the crew.

And give them all that’s their due.

We assembled a team.

That exceeded our dreams.

There’s none better I’ll wager you.

From Windworks, Elena, arrived with a flask.

Most competent at any task.

With origins continental.

And a heart sentimental.

She completes jobs before she is asked.

Next is a Bagshaw named Brad.

Considerable sailing experience he has had.

For his heart and his decency

And his knowledge of SSB frequencies,

That he joined us we truly are glad.

Round Cape Flattery the seas were a bit lumpy.

But the crew’s mood never became grumpy.

Brad was first to cry out.

I see a spout.

We were soon surrounded by whales with backs humpy.

Off Southern Oregon, reports of a gale.

So Newport harbor’s safety we did hale.

In port there we found

Other vessels southward bound.

And with them we swapped mariners’ tales.

From the marina it’s not hard to reach.

A bed and breakfast named Sylvia Beach.

Authors of great fame

Lend the rooms each a name.

Two truths and a lie the hostess to us did teach.

Another night at shore and what shall we do?

With Discovery’s crew search for a brew.

Heading to the Rogue nation.

We explored its libations.

We confess we knocked back a few.

Once again to the south we proceeded.

A bit of wind was all that we needed.

Off Mendocino 16 knots blew.

So the spinnaker we flew.

At this test we completely succeeded.

August 25, in the evening rather late.

It will be time to navigate.

Waters known by sailors all

And Leg One’s port of call.

San Francisco and its Golden Gate.

Time has come for our glasses to lift.

As the mood of the evening we shift.

Before you depart.

Hear these words from our hearts.

Having you aboard has been truly a gift.

Faithfully submitted

August 25, 2013

Eric Laschever, esq.

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Newport to San Francisco, August 22-26

We departed Newport at 10:30 a.m. on  August 22 with Discovery.  Seas were calm and winds light for most of the trip.  The calm conditions allowed Eric to go over the stern to retie a safety line to our windvane rudder.  Highlights included numerous porpoise escorts and abundant humpback whales.  Winds freshened off Cape Mendocino and Eulalie and Eric flew the spinnaker briefly until winds built to 16 knots.  We motored under the Golden Gate Bridge at 3:00 a.m.  Eulalie signaled the leg’s end with a ceremonial swig from the Captain’s flask, a gift from Elena and Dave Leonard.

Disvoery in sunrise Neah Bay

Discovery following under clear skies with calm seas.

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Eric climbs over the stern to retie rudder.

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Note how calm the seas are.  Eric’s uncapped head doubles as a reflective mirror for sending Morse code signals.

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Eulalie lends a hand.

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Don’t try this at home.  Note tether in case Eric lets go (he didn’t).

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Calm evening and beautiful sunset.

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Calm seas and beautiful moon rise.  The white line is our safety line reflecting the camera flash.

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Off of Coos Bay the morning of August 23.

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Off Northern California the morning of August 24.

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Location the morning of August 25.

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Elena and Brad and the galley

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Flying the spinnaker off Cape Mendocino

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Approaching the Golden Gate Bridge.

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Passing under the bridge at 3:00 a.m. on August 26

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Elena (in red) and Eulalie (in yellow).  Seen from galley.

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The storied Captain’s Flask

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Eulalie celebrates

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Flourescent flashes: A Haiku

Fourescent flashes,

Elizabeth Jean surrounds.

Night porpoise escort.

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The Tale of the Elizabeth Jean: A Sea Chanty

A sailing vessel is not truly complete until a sea chanty captures its magic.   Our good friend Bill Ferron (a.k.a Willi O. Ferron) worked his alchemy to create this chanty.

The Tale of the Elizabeth Jean

A Sea Chanty, Toast and Bon Voyage

by Willi O. Ferron

I’ll tell you the tale of the Elizabeth Jean,

As fine of a sloop as you’ve ever seen,

Her lines are all coiled and her decks are clean,

And the amperes are flowing from her solar machine.

So off we go sailing on the Elizabeth Jean,

We run with the tides, and we’re chasing the breeze,

We count all our blessings (whatever that means),

And thank the Almighty, we’re livin’ our dream.

She’s all in ship shape, and ready to sail,

Out through the Straits, and around Neah Bay,

Past Long Beach, Astoria and Manzanitia too,

‘Til she finds California, no home port will do.

So off we go sailing on the Elizabeth Jean,

We run with the tides, and we’re chasing the breeze,

We count all our blessings (whatever that means),

And thank the Almighty, we’re livin’ our dream.

So why does a man, head off to sea?

It’s been asked o’r the years, but it’s still a mystery,

Is it the smell the salt?  Or the call of the breeze?

Or perhaps just the smile of a las named ‘Lalie.

So off we go sailing on the Elizabeth Jean,

We run with the tides, and we’re chasing the breeze,

We count all our blessings (whatever that means),

And thank the Almighty, we’re livin’ our dream.

And what can you say about good Captain Lal,

She can chart any course, find any port of call,

She’ll take on the waves, and master the crew,

And if you’re out of rum, Irish whiskey will do.

So off we go sailing on the Elizabeth Jean,

We run with the tides, and we’re chasing the breeze,

We count all our blessings (whatever that means),

And thank the Almighty, we’re livin’ our dream.

So as our dear friends head south down the coast,

Pick up your glass and join in this toast,

“Hoist up the mainsail,” “Jibe ho!” “Hard Alee”

Here’s to lovers, and dreamers, Eric and ‘Lalie

So off we go sailing on the Elizabeth Jean,

We run with the tides, and we’re chasing the breeze,

We count all our blessings (whatever that means),

And thank the Almighty, we’re livin’ our dream.

So when you look up at the stars in the sky,

Feel the sun on your back, or salt-spray in your eyes,

Think of the Tale of the Elizabeth Jean,

And remember it’s never too late for your dream.

 

So off we go sailing on the Elizabeth Jean,

We run with the tides, and we’re chasing the breeze,

We count all our blessings (whatever that means),

And thank the Almighty, we’re livin’ our dream.

 

 

 

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Rogue Nation interlude

Newport Harbor is home to world headquarters for the Rogue Brewery.  On our last night in Port we joined Discovery’s crew for a visit to Rogue Nation.

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World Headquarters

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Be the brand.

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Most kegs I’ve seen in a long time.

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Some big vats.

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The selection is awesome.

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For the home brewer all the ingredients are bottled.

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I’ve always enjoyed good chit.

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The line wouldn’t be complete without something in pink, it’s the new black after all.

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Two truths and a lie

The Sylvia Beach Hotel, discussed in the previous post, serves dinner family style.  To help break the ice among new acquaintances at the table the hostess invites everyone to play two truths and a lie.  Each person in turn tells two facts about him or her self that is true, and one that is a lie.  The others ask questions to probe for the lie, and then guess.  We liked the game so much we are inviting you all to play.  Here are two facts and a lie about Elizabeth Jean, her crew, and her voyage as described in this blog.

1.  Elizabeth Jean’s dinghy is named for the Schooner Zodiac

2.  Elizabeth Jean’s home port is Seattle, Washington.

3.  Elizabeth Jean ventured to Barclay Sound in 2012.

Feel free to ask us questions, or to reply with your identification of the lie.  Drinks are one us to those who identify the lie.

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