Halfmoon Bay

At this time I didn’t realize what a gem the anchorage is at Halfmoon Bay. Tucked into the calm waters behind the huge breakwater, we watch an amazing sunset just after dropping the hook. As darkness fell I cursed the incessant fog horn, wishing for quiet. It was reaching me through my sleep morphing into all sorts of strangeness that only occur in dreams. The next morning was a boat job morning. Kolby finished the water maker membrane install and I replaced another panel on the dodger with new Lexan. The town itself is a ways back from the water but the marina has a two hour public dinghy dock, which has become a YIPPEE. The rocks protecting the marina were covered with thousands of pelicans. I thought sea lions smelt bad- these birdies win hands down. There is a nice beach just outside the breakwater where you can enjoy the sand and watch the surfers catch a wave. Looking west you will see the large dome shaped antenna, just on the other side of the cliff is where the Mavericks occur, attracting surfers from around the world to challenge the walls of water (and the great whites). Something to keep in mind before heading out of the protected breakwaters! We heard of one sailboat who tucked their nose out, got whacked by a wave, smashed their dishes and promptly turn back into the bay!