The brisk breeze at the start carried well offshore… most of the way to the lightship.
Doing my best to stay on the south side of the course and fleet… where “maybe” the light air is “narrowest”.
A wee bit past the Farallones as I write this.
There were a LOT of fishing boats around the rocks… a bit of weaving to avoid getting to close to them… and only some of them some of them show on AIS.
Passed about 3 miles south of the rocks…
Wind now 7k (changed from #3 to #1 just past the lightship)…
Wind oscillating from 185mag to 210mag. Hard to sleep when the wind has the big oscillations every 10-20 minutes.
Ate Mary’s Peunut Butter & Honey sandwiches… mmm mmm good!
Anyone catch my needing to raise the main 3 times before the start? A long story… I had to raise the main 3 times just before the 2012 start too.
A story for Tree.
Northern Star. manual daily check in. Northern Star in good condition; Jamie alive, healthy, and in great spirits. Many thanks for the great start and sendoff yesterday.
William Lee is at Pacific Ocean, Public
Day 1, June 19, “You got a spare?”
The first day was full excitement. Many thanks to my family and friends sending me off from StFYC to the Golden Gate Bridge. It was blowing 20-25 knots at the starting line. I put on a reef and and started my race. The initial passage was a wet one. I had water coming in through the closed hatches. I decided to head west and aiming to pass Farallon on starboard. Along the way, a whale came up and took a deep breath. I could feel the vibration from her spout. Just when I get to enjoy the ocean at the Farallon. I noticed on the current gauge that something was drawing 6 amps when I was not using any electricity. I shut down the breaker and saw that bilge light was on. But the bilge pump was not pumping any water. The bilge pump was relatively new. Good thing that I carried the old bilge pump as a spare. There is no way I would want to keep sailing if there is no electric bilge pump. Changing the bilge pump at sea at the Farallon was not an easy task because I haven’t gotten my sea legs yet. The pump was buried deep in the boat that I had to do some acrobatic move to replace it. The whole ordeal took 3 hours to fix. Lesson learned here is that there is never too many spares. Once I passed Farallon, I kept sailing on the same closed haul port tack on a WSW direction. The wind is light, 8 to 13 knots from the SSW. I’m hoping I can get to the NW synoptic wind soon, may be Sunday night? I haven’t had anything to eat for 24 hours, I’ve been drinking water. Through out the first night, I saw about 5 commerical ships. So there wasn’t much sleep either. I set my alarm every hour to 2 hours.
Today is Father’s Day. Best wishes to all the dads out there.