With the C-Dory on the hard, getting her bottom painted, we put the catboat in for a few days. After the past 4 months on Wild Blue, the perspective from a small sailboat is certainly different. The weather weasels were calling for 20-25 mph winds today, so we decided to head out early, before the winds came up. Joan and I shoved off from the dock around 7:30; the wind was 8-10, the temp was 72º, and the light was gorgeous. We motored out of our canal, raised the sail, and headed for the ship channel leading to the Gulf. Coming out of the Port Isabel Channel, we could see a barge with two tugs in the Brownsville Channel... we did a couple 360s to give it time to pass and stay out of their way (you can see him in the distance)...
We weren't the only ones out and about this early; here you can see a 65' shrimper and a very classy looking smaller bay shrimper...
With all the birds surrounding those guys, point a camera any direction, and you've got wildlife photography...
The wind was beautifully consistent, now about 10-12. You can see how protected it is in the ship channel, with almost no wave action. The Blonde is enjoying her job as jib-trimmer (and enjoying her morning coffee)...
We took turns on the tiller...
More traffic: a tug and a workboat...
A headboat; fishing in the bay (how many at $15/head?)...
Especially from the perspective of a small catboat, the headboat above looks pretty big... until you see him in comparison to a freighter coming in...
I could see that we would be sharing the ship channel with the big fellow, so I gave him a "security" on the radio and told him to stay clear of the manly catboat. OK, that didn't happen... we scurried to the upwind side of the channel and stayed the heck out of his way...
The wind built to around 15, and I considered a reef, but knew we were going to be turning downwind soon. I pulled up the board and let the boat make leeway towards the other side of the channel. Once into our turning basin, I chose to do a 270 instead of a gybe, and we sailed along the north side of our island, with the houses and trees blocking most of the wind. We had been seeing dolphins along the way, but none closer than 50 yards. Then 3 of them came alongside Cat's Pajamas to see what we were up to. Both sides of the boat. Close enough to feel the dolphin spit...
We made a few passes along the island, turned into the wind, dropped the sail, and motored back in. By the time we got to our dock, the wind was up to 21G25. The protection is great in our canal; the boat hardly pulls on its lines.
I took Joan out for a late lunch at our favorite little Mexican restaurant, and we took the motorcycle to the boat yard that is doing the bottom job on the C-Dory... progressing nicely...
It wasn't C-dorying, but a nice way to spend the day.
Best wishes,
Jim B.