Hi Mike & Sven,
Hi Mike & Sven,
First off it was good to see one of the EY.com guys over there. It took a moment to register that was you Mike. Sorry we couldn't stay but my crew member had to get back. We had been there since Friday. Yup, had to motor all the way on Friday. No wind until late in the afternoon and then it was right on our nose. Very nice E-32 you have there Mike. If we had hooked up earlier I could have shuttled you to shore with my dinghy. I believe they were Sea Rays Mike. The Sea Ray company had a huge area above the beach roped off and big tents set up, live music, food and blah, blah, blah. I was at two different moorages both Friday and Saturday nights. Both nights I had Sea Rays on both sides of me. They were always making some kind of noise, either their generators or big ass motors going. Ugly boats!
Anyway, over all it was another great trip to Two Harbors. Snorkeling was great at Cherry and farther west between Howlands Landing. The live band at the bar was pretty good, lets hear it for the "Noise Boys"! The dock did show signs of repair but seemed functional even on Friday. As far as the Dinghy Dock goes, that another story. Too small and too many dinks as usual. I may invest in the wheels for beach landings rather than risk damage to my expensive dink and OB.
As I mentioned I was at two different moorages Friday and Saturday. When we got in around 2 pm on Friday we got a moorage right away but they could not guarantee me one for Saturday night. Then Saturday morning before I could even finish my first cup of coffee at 8 am they kicked us out. I thought about going up to Ripper's cove to anchor but I got us on the waiting list instead. I then reluctantly went and anchored in front of the camp grounds in about 60 feet of water. We had to put out a stern anchor so we wouldn't swing because there were so many boats in close proximity (50 yards or so). Well just as I was getting comfortable at anchor after only 45 minutes the Harbor Master hailed "Pride of Cucamomga" on the VHF. They had a moorage for us just two moorings away from where we were. Well I took it because of the simple fact that I felt with all those boats at anchor so close together was a recipe for disaster. I don't sleep very well at anchor ever since I broke loose at Smugglers cove on Santa Cruz Island in a 30 knot blow at 4 am in December of 2001. That's another story that I will post on this site some day.
The sail back on Sunday was outstanding! Wind all the way starting at 9 knots at 10 am and building to a crescendo of 22 knots when we arrived at Hurricane Gulch, my home sweet home! What a ride!
Fair the well to you fine Spanish ladies!
Skipper Jeff