We didn't make it to SF on Tuesday, but we didn't bust either. We pulled into the boatyard around 2am Wednesday, had a beer, and conked out on the boat. To be awakened at too-early-thirty by diesel trucks, a dog shelter waking up, grinders on fiberglass, and even raw unfiltered sunshine.
Tuesday morning we had spent almost a full day in the yard getting the boat fitted to the trailer, moving it forward (and readjusting everything to fit) twice to get the correct weight distribution. And then we had to futz with getting the rig secured to the deck in a way that wouldn't be higher than our permit "suggested"...
In the end it was worth it since the boat tracked nicely behind Malcom's truck, and Friction Loss was nicely coddled for the occasionally bumpy trip north.
The boat yard in Alameda treated us nicely, and after reassembling (and cleaning) the rig, we splashed into SF waters around 2pm and motored over to Oakland Yacht Club where we expect to remain until the race start.
Shawn is taking the trailer down to San Diego this morning, where it will be loaded onto Pasha's westbound ship. Other than that, we have two days at home to get last minute chores done, pack bags, review lists, do some additional non-perishable food shopping, and get some family time. Then we're all making our way up to the boat on Saturday for a frenzied two days of stuffing too much stuff into a too small boat.
Weather (this is through the 4th when I wrote) isn't looking as nice as we'd like at the moment according to some folks that have looked at the longer range gribs, but it's not looking as light as the singlehanders have had to deal with. We'll see- the long range stuff is usually off a bit.
-C
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