where did all the days go!
13 January 2010 | Pacific
After several days of preparations, the holidays finaly emerged into the trip from hell. Having provisioned for only a week, and dressing quite warm the boat was pushed away from dock and headed out.
Not 20 miles offshore, a pod of dolphines followed and paced us for an hour, awesome... then making a nice southernly turn we headed in the direction of warmer water and started dreaming of dive spots along the coast we wanted to hit and the maps were layed out and the pencils started making funny circles and "x" marks on the surface.
First stop, nice rocky cove, difficult to anchor in and yet very sheltered from pushing winds. First dives were awesome but cold, thank God for a dry suit and gloves.
Bar-B-Q on the deck and a slight cold breeze drove everyone inside and then the youngest started getting a head cold. Well, it aint no fun when your'e cold and your nose is runny.
Cutting the trip short was wise but the dock was 3 days away at best. Staying the course, hoping the nose dried up was the plan. Pushing further south in the twlight hours of the mornning proved a good thing as the speed and distance made good was improving with every hour that passed.
Arriving at the marina well after daark was an exciting experience and with the kind assistance of a fishing boats bright spotlights on the mooring ball, everything went according to plan and no paint or gelcoat was scuffed. No-one hit the water and the night enveloped us with a calm and cool blanket of darkness. Hot chocolate and hot toddies were the drink of choice and everyone gathered to meet the new year. Beers were too cold, whiskey was to short in supply so a short shot of Tequilla was handed out and the toast was made. Bedtime was welcomed by all the kids hit the hay early anyway since the radi chatter was quite boring to them.
The trip on southward was uneventful, saddened by the thought of never setting foot aboard again, and the broker was welcoming us with open checkbook since the new owners were standing nearby! Saying goodbye and walking away was a sad moment but with funds in hand, moving to the next purchase will no doubt be much easier since the transition from a monohull will take some getting used to.
The trip back home was long and tiring and seemed to take longer than the trip down and the kids certainly didn't like it much either. 14 hrs on a buss isn't my idea of First Class travel and walking in the house was never a better feeling. Maybe this boat thing isn't for me... oh wait... yes it is.
Now the hunt for the right Cat is beginning and with the kids surfing the net trying to help find the opportunities out there seems to take their minds off the loss of their friend and travel companion...
Now to not spend the money an save it for the Cat!