I get it. Sometimes you don’t want to wait for me to get my act together and post an entry and you just want to look at some photos. I’m here for you.
Laying the chain out on the dock to measure and mark it. Feels real good on your hands.
Point Conception!
Moon jellies!
Yeah, it’s sorta like The Princess Bride. Minus the GIANT nutria (thank god).
One of the few meals they ate out of dishes other than mugs.
The daily wakeup call was from people rowing in outriggers
More jellies!
Krystle + Craig + Flannel = Kraigle in Seattle
Momna. Livin’ the dream, gettin’ a tan.
allegedly naturally seeped oil
I may or may not have a bit of a defiant streak.
Jellyfish
The lights we use when cruising at night have wiring that comes in through the hull and Craig had to disconnect and reconnect it.
It took a few tries to find a place to call home.
K and C on their new home
Lots of hardware to remove. The pin in the center of the photo is basically holding up the mast.
C laying on the sole like a boss.
Before her nose job
I can’t tell if they wanted to be friends or wanted me to set them free
The onesie
The chaos left behind once everything is stripped to repair the propane locker.
When he realized, “I should get comfortable”
Craig in the Capitol Hill house chaos
I’ll always cheers to that. ALWAYS.
The new bowsprit fit back onto the boat without any additional adjustments needed. MAGIC!
Look at that racing boat! Jeff and Brenda head off from Rosario. If you look closely, you can see their judgy eyes as they watch us sail towards Cypress Island.
I could watch schools of bait for hours
Proof for Brenda that I actually did wear my bikini on the passage
Could not help but laugh – and it turned out to be Emmy’s friend.
Seafood Watch! Use it!
K tries to organize all of the planks correctly.
Westsail 42
Before leaving sight of land.
We need to work on our selfie game
When he thought, “This won’t take long”
A guy and his dinghy
All the layers.
Always checking the weather.
Don’t we look good for one shower in ten days?
I look ridiculous every day.
Mahi mahi!
Bud was a huge help!
No more room for boxes down below!
The sun goes down, my anxiety goes up.
One last sail across the Bay
Don’t these look organized? It’s all a lie.
Mama Grizz lookin’ mighty comfy at the helm.
28′ monohull, 41′ catamaran, 42′ monohull (compromise!)
K’s first look at Small World
Islands on islands on islands.
This is mostly what the crossing was like.
Westsail 42 Interior
Proof that I left the cockpit
Our beautiful blue Westsail 42!
K uses power tools like a boss to trim the wood planks that line the aft cabin.
After the nose job
No time to knit our own.
Everything that looks like a wall had to come off in order to repair the decayed propane locker.
Just two badass sailors. That’s all.
Momna take the wheel.
Look at the “bread” (brick) that Craig made! The secret ingredient is yeast that have been killed by boiling water. Now you know.
I owe Tony some beers for these photos! Thanks, buddy!
San Luis Obispo was a nice spot. We didn’t go ashore, but there were otters so it was fine.
Cojo anchorage didn’t offer much protection, but it was surprisingly calm.
Deck showers for everyone!
Classic Craig as seen in the wild.
“Oh boy…”
Momna asked for all the layers. And a beer. She said please.
Racing in Penn Cove is VERY intense. We anchored right in the middle. (No we didn’t. We’re not assholes.)
The best sunrise of the trip.
Aiming for The Bridge.
Egg yolk jellies!
The old bowsprit was likely original from 1974 and had some crevice corrosion that we didn’t want to chance.
We’re a racing boat. Look at us go!
When it’s night and the GPS screen is too bright, even in night mode.
The shiniest that thing will ever be.
My future pet cuttlefish
The old bowsprit was missing a plank after our trip from Santa Cruz Island to Redondo Beach
Power tools and jungle gyms
I hear Frederick Douglas is doing some great things and getting some great attention.
New teak for a new bowsprit
Just drive real slow…
allegedly naturally seeped oil – that happens to be near an offshore oil rig that is out of commission because of a big spill it had a few years ago.
You can see out of the galley windows! You can see how fast we’re moving! Look at those bubbles!
I swear there are tiny baby jellies in there
Randy explains how jellies reproduce
Turns out it is pretty difficult to keep a jelly in a tank.
Look at me. I set trends.
Beth made sure I didn’t back the boat up into the island or over a piling the may have been underwater.
Literally no idea where this was taken.
A handful of metal poles is the only thing holding our 32,000 pound baby upright.
This is what I had hoped the crossing would be like.
We came so close to seeing Megan!
Leaving Port Townsend, setting the first sail.
That crane stole my bowsprit!
This is what’s known as a sunset.
Red lights at night to maintain night-vision. They’re probably talking about the weather. Seriously.
We will not go away. Welcome to your first day.
oh look! A bridge!
All of the meals prepped and frozen.
I’m not sure if love trumps hate, but I’m willing to take my chances.
K lays on the engine like a boss.
“Oh boy…”
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Craig is lucky.
Oohhhhhhh! Briiiiiidge!
Old teak VS New teak
The most stoic.
This is the boat that ended up in front of us going through the pass. Imagine driving on the highway where the speed limit is 60mph. They went 57mph and nearly drove me insane. Because duh. I have a lead foot, even at the helm of a sailboat.
THE Big Left Turn
We have a stowaway!
Highly recommend.
Kites and GoPros. Makes sense. Check out the next blog for proof that this worked.
The last load of stuff to move to the boat (for now)!
As Beth’s dad calls it, “flipping the switch” while prepping the meals. Coffee to wine!
BLTs for the Big Left Turn. Get it?
Someone wrap that woman in bubble wrap.
If I’ve learned anything about myself, it’s that I would make a great harbor seal
While Craig went to check out the boat, Krystle was stuck in Seattle.
Dino provided the final inspection and approved.
Open ocean
Zoom zoom.
K’s second attempt with power tools. Clearly very boss-like in a skirt.
It was weird to see such a big piece removed from the boat
