Boating Pics

These are a few pictures I took while living aboard for 17 years. I'm not much of a picture-taker. A few weeks ago, I was cleaning out one of my drawers in the motorhome and found my Kodak Instamatic. The poor thing hasn't seen the light of day for 4 or 5 years. I thought I had lost it. Maybe one of these days I'll get a digital camera. I think the reason I don't take many pictures is that I'm too cheap. I won't throw them away after I've paid for them; but I don't have a lot of room to keep them either. The digital is the way to go. I'll put that on my list of things to do.

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The Boat

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"Hayate"

Anchored in Glorietta Bay near the Coronado Yacht Club. I spent some time there before and after I went to Mexico.

My First Haulout

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Any who have been there know about your first haulout. You have no idea what to do and you're scared to death somebody's going to hurt your boat - as in drop it! I was lucky; my boss had built his own boat and cruised. He knew exactly what to do. So did I - - just whatever he said. It worked out great.

Off to Hawaii

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In 1980, I sailed to Hawaii and back. That's my wife's
17-year-old on the foredeck. He sailed over but had to
fly back for school. There were only two of us -- no
windvane -- no autopilot. We did it the hard way.
We're leaving from Y dock in Redondo Beach, CA.

San Diego Bay

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Here we are on a Sunday-afternoon sail in San Diego Bay. You can tell by the faces we're not having much fun.

Dolphin

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This dolphin gave us a good show in the Cerralvo Channel near La Paz, Mexico. Actually there were about a thousand. People who've been there know that I'm not exaggerating.

Underway Off Baja

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This picture was taken by my friends, Rodge & Irene, of the S/V Ricochet when we were coming up the coast of Baja. We were "buddy boating". To us, that meant we were within about 100 miles of each other and had spoken on the radio within the past 24 hours or so. Not the regular "buddy boating" of people who are afraid to be alone on the big ocean.

Down Below

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