Sailing adventures of the refurbished C&C 43 Carmanah
Spring 2019 — From Desert to Rainforest
Always trying to capture a “green flash” on film, Donna got this crazy shot as we were leaving Banderas Bay.
Greg and Jenn flew into Loreto to join us for a week of cruising the local islands.
Making fish ceviche is a group adventure. Jenn is scaring me with that knife. Greg & I had good success fishing at Punta Colorada on Isla Carmen. Rainbow runners, cabrillo, snapper.
The hike across the super dry baja landscape north of Aguaverde is interrupted by this oasis. Strange to run across in all this desert.
The shore expedition to the petroglyphs back to the dinghies in Aquaverde, a little worse for the “adventure”. L-R Jenn, Greg, Me, Don & Joy (from Huakai)
Me and sister Lisa on the Loreto breakwater after a great lunch in town.
Lucy and I hiking the trail above Aguaverde anchorage.
Lisa and I walking through the cactus forest at Punta Perrico on Isla Carmen.
Many of the cactus were in bloom during our visit.
This crab at the Ballandra anchorage on Isla Carmen drew this circle in a defensive dance it performed when Lucy got inquisitive. She was smart enough not to get too close.
The travel lift at Marina Fonatur–our usual haul-out-for-the-summer spot was broken when we arrived so Plan B: Marina San Carlos. They use a trailer and haul boats down the highway to a storage yard. We’ve always been chicken about trying it because of our funny “shark fin” keel. Not a stable surface for resting on the trailer with that curved bottom. But everything worked out.
Carmanah all covered up and tucked in for the summer. The boats are stored very close together but maybe they’ll shade each other a bit. Don’t want to think about the domino effect if there’s a hurricane.
First job for building an enclosure for the flybridge was to fabricate a stainless steel rail above the wind deflector to give it something to land on. Dad is testing the quality of our work. It’ll do.
The enclosure done and ready to face the rains of SE Alaska. Coincidently They’ve been suffering from drought conditions but that all changed when we arrived.
Restless loving the last of the bright sunshine early in the passage.
Lucy loves the new enclosure, especially when “her” bean bag chair is out. What a spot.
Bocce on the beach in Fury Cove, day 7 of our trip north. Restless is in the background. This is just north of Cape Caution in Fitzhugh Sound. Note the blue sky.
Lucy didn’t want to go ashore here. Our first up close bear was near Bella Bella, early in the trip.
The long, long canals of the inside passage through BC to Alaska are great for a power boat to rack up the miles. And there’s plenty of water cascading on either side.
In the marina at Ketchikan, we were treated to a rainbow our first night. The last time the sun was visible for quite a few days
The Ketchikan Yacht Club house reminds us of our own Port Madison facility. Some of the middle of the night R2AK finishers crashed on the floor after finishing. Many days w/little or no sleep.
A R2AK race official awaiting the first boat to finish the no-motors-allowed race from Port Townsend to Ketchikan. A true test of endurance, seamanship and masochism. No buckshot in the gun but it was really really loud.
Team Angry Beavers coasts into the finish of the R2AK to win the $10,000 prize. The superfast canting keel Shock 40 hit speeds in the 20s all night with 15 ft seas and a 40 knot tail wind. Team Sail Like A Girl who finished 4th said they broached over 20 times and had to cut the spinnaker sheet to free them selves 4 times. Wow. Glad we were in port.
Evan Walker and crew Jake have Evan’s Melges 24 all packaged up for shipping back to Seattle after a very successfully completing the R2AK Evan along with Max grew up sailing on Bainbridge Island. They finished 5th in the race and had the little 24 footer doing 20 plus knots in 15 foot seas and 40 knot winds. Yikes.
Creek Street in Ketchikan is a pretty cool historical feature despite the hordes of cruise ship visitors. The were usually 4 ships in town at any given time.
I’ve spent lots of time in the engine room this trip. We spent several extra days in Ketchikan waiting for parts to be shipped in. The old Lehman 120 diesel is purring like a kitten now and ready to take us to some glaciers.