I have said before that everything I have
done to Spirit of Adventure has been to allow me to single hand my boat over longer distances. The time had come to test both myself and the boat's readiness to do this.
Note- On the day before my departure, as Mary (my wife) and I sat and talked, I asked her if she worried about me leaving on this trip. She said, "No, not worry, more just a concern. I would like you to take someone else with you." I told her that my chances of dying riding my motorcycle on the freeway was probably 100 times more than doing a solo sailing trip. She agreed.
I want to say here that my 3-4 day trip actually lasted only about 50 hours. All was well through the first night and I was anxious to get on with day two. During the end of day one, I checked weather for San Nicholas Island where I would head after rounding Santa Barbara Island. There were small craft warnings with gusts to 35 knots. I thought, "Oh, that will be fun and I may have to take in another reef in my mainsail. I can still do it." Then just a few minutes later I discovered that one of the reef points on my mainsail had torn the mainsail straight down towards the boom (the thing the mainsail is attached to at the bottom) and had left about a foot long tear. I thought, "Interesting! That should not have happened but I can still just leave it reefed and continue to sail on my trip." Then, I heard a NOTICE TO MARINERS on my radio where the west side of San Clemente Island was closed due to flare testing by the military. OK! I could still round the two islands and then round Catalina and head for home. (All of these things were starting to bug me!) The last straw (What next?) was my radar began giving me an "Error 7 & 8" message and would no longer work. I tried re-booting it and the message just repeated again.
Although disappointed, I realized several things. All of these things combined were telling me to use some common sense and live to fight another day. I had already had a great adventure on this trip. I had seen how I could get sleep as my boat sailed itself overnight. The Monitor Wind Vane steering had worked flawlessly. Until then, the radar had done it's job and had given me the warning that I needed to be safe.
I entered Queen's gate just as the sky brightened and daylight began. I had sailed somewhere over a hundred miles and had not used one gallon of diesel fuel. My good friend Fred had kept in touch with me on this trip and had even left his cell phone on all night in case I needed to talk. Within about ten minutes of me pulling into my slip, he was there greeting me. Thank you Fred for being a great sailing buddy and a better friend. I called Mary and let her know I was safe in my slip and then I went to bed (on the boat) and slept for five hours.
I loved this trip! Please check out the 14 minute video of my trip by clicking the link here- http://youtu.be/t6e9raRwv14
Don,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the video and look forward to the sequel. I recently acquired a 69 islander 34 and have been inspired by your blog. Thanks! Jonathan
Jonathan... I just came back across this from a post I did a few years ago. Do you still have your Islander and where are you located? Don
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