We took Temerity on her first cruise, starting with an overnight in our slip in Alameda Friday, July 3 and returning on Friday July 10. Above, our route — Blue: Day 1, Alameda to China Camp. Green: days 2 and 3, up the Petaluma River and down, to Benicia. Red: Day 4, Benicia to Potato Slough. Black: Day 5, Potato Slough to Benicia. Yellow: Benicia to Alameda.
A hearty dinner was enjoyed Friday night, the new stern rail BBQ works great.
Above, underway in hearty breezes through the Slot. Single-reefed main and #4 jib worked out fine.
Red Rock, just South of Richmond Bridge.
We explored the shore in the afternoon, and returned to the boat for dinner and our first night ever spent at anchor. As the tide turned, we found that we had spun about and got the rode wrapped on the keel. I cleared the fouled rode, and a friendly powerboater (an ex-sailor) loaned us his spare anchor for us to set as a stern line. I guess he didn’t want to spend the night worrying about us dragging down on him. In the morning we found that we and several other nearby sailboats were firmly stuck in the mud, so that gave us a few hours time to again dinghy to shore. At the minus low tide it was a bit of an adventure to wade through the knee-deep muck the last 50 yds. to push the dinghy up to the beach. So I guess we learned something there.
Lunchtime motoring across San Pablo Bay, essential cruising gear deployed. The North half of the Bay is crossable only via a very narrow channel, and the river is also not sailboat friendly, so we decided just to motor.
Classic shot of crew footwear.
More cruising essentials.
We spent the night at the Petaluma Turning Basin. Ken the Bridgekeeper was very obliging and raised the drawbridge just for us. We hosted our friend Ron for some drinks and conversation aboard, and it was good to see a friendly face in this remote outpost of civilization. The next day we were stuck in the mud just a little bit, so we took the opportunity to walk into town to reprovision at the very nice Petaluma Market, where we also scored a $6 beach umbrella that was to come in very handy in the next phase of our voyage.
Following our sojourn in Bencia, were we enjoyed dinner ashore and the excellent facilities of the marina (and our first showers of the trip), we set out the next morning for the Delta, raising sail (full main and #2) past the Benicia-Martinez bridge. The best sailing of the trip followed, running and reaching up the San Joaquin.
Our anchorage in the lee of Dingaling Island, Potato Slough.
Thursday saw us motoring back to Benicia in the face of a moderate breeze right our nose. We chose to go home on the Sacramento River, navigating Three Mile Slough and passing under its lift bridge.
Windmills along the Sacramento.
Mt. Diablo seen from the ‘wrong’ side.
Our final leg home on Friday was rough. A 20 kt Westerly and a strong ebb made for fast speed over the ground (8 kts) but a brutal ride. We pounded into it for nearly 3 hours before things moderated off Pt. Pinole. Crew morale was not high. The wind was never off our nose before Richmond, so we wound up motoring the whole way. I would have like to have got in more sailing, but it was a great trip all the same!