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Birthday on the hookSteve
11/11/2010, Glorietta Bay
Well I'm now officially a senior citizen, at 55 I will now start getting discounts at a few places, for instance I will now save $1.00 at the Coronado Rec center whenever I workout or take a shower...I also just got my health insurance statement and discovered that my monthly cost went up by $154.00 a month....so to save that I am going to have to start working out and showering 5-6 times a day...oh boy. That said I had a GREAT birthday, it started off with calls from both of my wonderful daughters(I love my daughters), I then began receiving greeting after greeting from my facebook friends (I love FB). The day ended as I was sitting in the cockpit of Si Bon (why is it called a cockpit?) sipping a Coors Light (I love Coors Light), thinking how blessed I am (I love God), when up pulls the Svoboda family, Robert, Katrina and their 3 year old son Adam. The Svoboda's tied off their dinghy and scrambled aboard Si Bon with a delicious piece of strawberry cheese cake (I love cheese cake), little Adam sang me the birthday song, I blew out my candle, wasn't sure what to wish for because I seem to already have everything anyone could want, and we all dug in to the cheese cake. So people may say "so what did you do for your birthday" and I would say "I did everything that means anything to me".
worlds shortest cruiseSteve
11/10/2010, Glorietta Bay
Yesterday I decided to leave my mooring ball and go to Glorietta Bay for three days. Glorietta Bay is a distance of a little over 1 NM from my ball. Glorietta Bay is a very quiet, well protected cove, I have a view of the Hotel del Coronado(see pic) one way, the Coronado golf course another way and a high end marina yet another way. So why did I decide to do this very short trip...a few reasons, first it gave me great practice in single handed anchoring (with a little coaching from Robert), second it is a beautiful little cove that has almost no rocking motion (unlike my ball) and besides if I wanted to stay in one place all the time I could have just kept my land based house and missed out on all of the adventures I am now enjoying.
11/09/2010, Si Bon
As I was waiting for my coffee to brew this morning I was busy doing dishes, wiping counters and putting things away, I said to myself "there the kitchen is all clean..opps I mean the galley". It suddenly dawned on me, why do I have to call it a galley....it's a kitchen, it has a stove, a refrigerator, a microwave and even a dishwasher (me), it has dishes (now clean) IT'S A FREAKIN KITCHEN! I began to wonder how many people have been scared away from boating life because they asked some cantankerous old skipper "where's the bathroom" and he shot back "WE DON'T HAVE BATHROOMS ON A BOAT, THE HEAD IS BELOW", why is it called a head?? there's nothing in there that I would want my head anywhere close to. Why is right starboard and left port...why can't we just say right or left. My friend Captain Robert Svoboda, SV BabaYaga, was telling me a story yesterday about a Naval Security dude who was directing him to "turn to port" which would have put him directly into the path of the frigate they were protecting, I wonder if the dude could have just said "turn to your right" would that have had less confusion? I could go on and on about not having any walls (bulkheads), no ropes (lines) blah blah blah...but I'm already feeling way to much like Andy Rooney for this early...besides I need to go to the bathroom....opps... I mean head.
So last night my buddy Frank came down to go to happy hour with me. I hadn't put my outboard on the dinghy yet so I rowed into Tidelands Park and met Frank, he had this funny, deer in the headlights look on his face as we strolled through the beautiful park towards my truck, finally Frank blurted out "buddy, this place is REALLY NICE". We drove over to a place called Coronado Ferry Landing, which is a bayside commercial center full of restaurants, art galleries and tourist type shops, it is also home to one of San Diego's highest class dining establishments, Peohe's. I had seen a place on one of my earlier trips called Candelas, which seemed to have a good happy hour...so that's where we settled in, all along the way Frank kept repeating "buddy THIS IS REALLY NICE"
never a dull momentSteve/warm air, cold water
11/05/2010, San Diego Bay
You would think that going 5 NM (nautical miles) from slip to mooring ball couldn't have to much excitement...HA, think again. As I motored across the bay towards North Island Naval Base (not really an island), I noticed a large aircraft carrier outbound coming up the bay...already knowing that the navy wants you to keep your distance, I cut a sharper angle and reduced my speed so as to give the carrier plenty of room. I turned around to see if anything was behind me and sure enough there was another large warship and some sort of landing craft inbound, the bay was also full of Naval Security boats buzzing around, lights flashing, sirens wailing, all I could think of was "I need to get a picture of this for my blog"...everything worked out and I was able to stay clear of the warships with no problem. I have noticed the security guys seem to pay MUCH more attention to Si Bon when my 20 something year old daughters and their friends are aboard...go figure.
Leaving Sun Harbor MarinaSteve
11/04/2010, Sun Harbor Marina (duh)
While I was in Catalina I left Si Bon in her slip at Sun Harbor Marina, today I'll be moving back over to the mooring ball in Coronado. The last three days have been busy, getting everything off Jennifer K and back onto Si Bon took most of Tuesday,(we got back from Catalina at 0430 so we slept until 1000), yesterday was spent organizing myself, paying bills, grocery store, filling propane tank, getting mail blah, blah, blah.
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