Saturday, September 15, 2012


A bit anxiety provoking, but no problema in reality.  

We usually sail under THE GATE in dense fog amidst blaring horns, but his time, going over THE GATE was a different kind of Glorious entry to our City-By-The-Bay. The Crossing, with Tranquila in tow, wasn't as intimidating as we had imagined, especially early on a Sunday morn. We had heard the toll cost had increased, so we were ready for the $6.00 fee. YIKES, it turns out we paid $6.00 per axel. $24.00. So worth it! Especially on her 75 birthday! 


I left my heart in San Francisco 
High on a hill, it calls to me. 
To be where little cable cars 
Climb halfway to the stars! 
The morning fog may chill the air I don't care! 
My love waits there in San Francisco 
Above the blue and windy sea 
When I come home to you, San Francisco, 
Your golden sun will shine for me!

Tony Bennett  Words By Douglass Cross and Music by George Cory 1954

We stayed in San Francisco long enough to visit the "Palace of Flying Arts" (that's what Hana used to call it), enjoy an Italian dinner with my family in North Beach, and watch an America's Cup match race from the Marina Green.

The Palace of Fine Arts
America's Cup

Then it was time to continue our journey south.
Our familiar backyard, Half Moon Bay.
 Another familiar backyard, The Rock from the Morro Bay Yacht Club.
We had a way too short visit with Hana, and enjoyed hanging out with old friends 
Judy and Reg for an evening.
Spark had a play date with a little Vizsla girl he met at the 
Wine Country RV Resort in Paso Robles.
An Anvil Cloud lurks ahead of us as we drive past Santa Ynez

Next, we moseyed on down the way to Santa Barbara for an annual birthday celebration with my Virgo Twin Connie and her husband Chris. The next night we BBQ-ed an Arrachera with boating buddies, Nick and Jessica, at El Capitan. Then it was time to hit Flying Flags RV Park in Buellton and button up Tranquila for a couple of months while we return to our sailing lives aboard El Tiburon. 

Much to our surprise and joy, we arrived at Flying Flags RV Park in the middle of a Vintage Airstream Jamboree. Very fun for us to see so many beautiful old gals all dolled up, with their owners all enjoying cocktails and sharing stories under colorful awnings  with pink flamingos standing watch.
PInk Flamingos seem to be standard equipment on vintage airstreams.
 It was very hard to leave our girl all alone between 2 big rigs.
Nighty Nighty Tranquila, Sleep Tight.

As difficult as it was to leave Tranquila behind, we are really excited to 
return to El Tib and Mexico. 
 Adobado (Spicy Pork) Tacos is only one reason we are missing Mexico.

We are not only excited about getting El Tib back out to sea, but look forward to exploring nooks and grannies in Ensenada, as well as heading out to indulge in a bit of wine tasting in Ruta del Vina, Valle del Guadalupe.

 First stop, 10 miles outside of Ensenada, Vinas de Garza.
Watch out Napa Sonoma, this rustic elegant winery knocked our socks off.

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