Sailing, sailing, sailing That’s why we live the life we do, so that we can untie the lines and explore the world in our own backyard. From Sept 2015-October 2016 we sailed with a 2 year old and a baby from Vancouver to Mexico, across to Hawaii, across to Alaska and then down, Read More
We are off! We left the dock at 5:30 this afternoon, ready to start our two week vacation with an overnight passage. This is the second time when have done an overnight trip (not counting sailing on Paikea Mist in Fiji). The first overnighter was in Georgia Dawn, and was quite the night. We were about half way up Malaspina Straight when my shift started. The wind had picked up in the straight and the waves were building. It was a cold night, and I was bundled up in a blanket in our cockpit. As the waves grew and out boat speed slowed Georgia Dawn was making a fuss and crashing into each wave, water frequently pouring over the bow. I was too short to brace myself in the cockpit and resigned myself to sliding forward and back with each wave. It was a bit nauseating really. It wasn’t too long after that Kolby calls up to me ‘My feet are getting wet!’. At this point we are making 1.9-2 knots. What the the eff? I’m thinking ‘wet feet!’. Turns out water is seeping from the anchor locker access hatch onto the bed and subsequently Kolby’s feet. Turns out, for whatever logic we do not understand, no one had seen fit to drill a nice little drain hole from the anchor locker and we were taking on water over the bow. Trying to sort out what to do, Kolby remembers seeing a hose with a ball valve on it in a bilge on the head. At the time he had noticed it and apparently filed it away in his brain as ‘odd but probably has a purpose.’ As it turns out, the purpose was to drain the anchor locker. Only problem was the hose did not reach the main bilge. So there is Kolby, ‘off shift’ draining the anchor locker into buckets and pouring the buckets down the sink.
It wasn’t too long after this that I learnt about tugs towing log barges. Well mainly I learnt that if a tug has his tow lights on, he really is towing, even if you can’t see his load. Anyway we made it to Savory Island by 8 or 9 in the morning, no harm done.
Tonight it somewhat similar, except for the taking on water part. … 3 1/2 hours later… Just as I was finishing that story the winds started to build. As if I had reminded them or something. Next thing I knew we had 25 knot headwind and 4 foot waves. Is it us?! Or I this typical Malaspina Straight overnight weather? We had the main sail up so I took over from auto and head steered the next two hours, doing between 3-4 knots under sail. 2 knots when we hit a wave. 0.9 when we hit a big one. I did keep the main underpowered though, felt prudent when sailing at night. And when I saw 31 knots I wasn’t feeling super confident. Asunto took it all in stride though. No wet feet.
Before the wind came, we were treated to following winds, calm seas and the Aurora Borealis dancing in the sky. The flash lightening off to the north was a little freaky, especially after hearing about a boat that was hit by lightening… I never came any closer.
Now it is 4:30 and there is light on the horizon. The moon is a perfect sliver framed by two stars (or are they planets? note: must learn basic astrology). The seas have flattened now but it is still blowing 18 knots. Looking behind me it looks like we sailed through some pretty dark clouds. I’d guess they were responsible for the wild ride.
It wasn’t until we went sailing on Georgia Dawn that we realized sailing could be relaxing. Trickster was always fun, but SOMETHING was always going wrong.
Sailing on Asunto is something else entirely. Every little trip is a mini vacation. We’ve had some great trips in June and early July.
In June we took Kristine’s Australian cousin Tyson, her brother and her brother’s girlfriend to Bowen island. While we hiked the island and ate ice cream, Kolby did the Race Round Bowen. With 100 boats in the race, it was a great starting line. On the way home, Tyson had fun sailing Asunto in 15-20 knot winds out of Howe Sound.
We have also had quiet weekends on Gambier and most recently Keats. We spent the long weekend on Gabriola visiting Kolby’s family before trundling down to Montague Harbour on Galiano. With our nifty new dinghy, we could zoom across to Ganges on Saltspring. Kyber was not too impressed with the trip. At one point he tried to lie down under the seat, but quickly aborted that plan when we hit a wave and he hit the bottom of the seat… We even enjoyed a picnic dinner and watched the sunset. Like I said, relaxing.
Now we are less than a week away from our two week holiday. We are so ready to head north and explore!
Misadventure before we even leave the marina:
Due to the star-shaped docks in the marina, our slip is very tricky to get in and out of, and requires about 3 helpers and the boat to make a 90 degree pivot around the end I our dock. We don’t have bow thrusters. So we run a line from the bow to a dock piling and Kristine pulls the boat around by hand. Only we don’t have a long enough line, so Kolby ties two lines together. However this time Kristine set everything up before Kolby was home from work. See where this is going? Her ‘bowline’ came undone, she landed on her butt and we had to rely in two strong guys to pivot the boat using the midship line. Oh and it was gusty. Very embarrassing, for Kristine at least.
Bowen Island:
We love Bowen. As an island it has everything going for it: great hiking trails, a lake, a coffee and ice-cream shops, and it’s close to Vancouver. However, Friday was the first time we have anchored there in years. Why you ask? Because the bay has become the new home of all the derelicts that were kicked out of False Creek an couldn’t make it to Nanaimo to live among the squalor off Newcastle Island. And if that isn’t bad enough, everyone and there dog has put a bouy down in the bay. So even if it looks empty you have to navigate around the 100 floating fenders. Oh and most of the bay is 70-200 feet deep, minimizing the available space. After much fussing and cursing we anchored in 60 ft in the north end, after we watched a barge drop YET ANOTHER bouy down. Ridiculous.
Saturday morning I took the dogs (yes dogs, we are puppy sitting Lucy and now have 2 dogs on board) to Kilnary Lake and we enjoyed the lovely weather.
To Gambier:
Leaving the tangled mess of Bowen for Halcett Bay on Gambier, we attempted to sail, but the wind and tide was not in our favor. Kristine attempted to anchor and got as far as practicing some anchoring maneuvering, but lost confidence when the wind picked up. Plus there is that unmarked rock that we are vary wary of. Maybe next time.
Our boat todo list:
Written while on the hook in Halcett. It’s long. we will type it up and post it another day. Kristine is going to attempt most of it over the summer. Writing out the list inspired her to cross something off, so we finished the LED wiring in the cockpit and Kristine sewed Velcro onto the cushion (no more sailing cushion mayhem) and fixed the manual bilge pump. Not that our list got any shorter. We essentially crossed off three items but added four more. C’est le vie.
Sailing home:
We actually stuck with it and sailed out of Howe Sound with and inflow and SE wind. We probably tacked over 10 times, including the one emergency tack when Kristine looked over her shoulder and saw a ferry barreling towards us. As Kolby points out it wasn’t THAT close, but we did have to tack RIGHT AWAY. Sucker came out of nowhere. All the tacking was good for the dogs, who eventually settled down for the ride. Wouldn’t it be great to teach your dog to switch side when the skipper called out ‘tacking’?!
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