Friday, October 15, 2010

Days Nine and Ten: Emerald Bay

Our plan was to spend friday night at Emerald and then, the next day, move east and spend our last night closer to home. Harbor John made us a deal we couldn't refuse so we spent two nights at Emerald. Saturday we hiked to Parsons and snorkeled, and topped off our fuel and water at the Isthmus and lobstered. Sunday, after scrambled eggs and lobster, we departed at 8:30 am  and arrived in DP at 2:45 pm.


10 days, 10 nights, 331 statute miles, 288 nautical miles...Wow, what'a ride!


Emerald Bay

West end of Catalina Island

Pasta marinara languisto


Scrambled eggs with wild lobster

Fresh spiny lobster with rice and potato salad. 

This pirate didn't follow the rules.

Day Eight: Homeward Bound

The Broker dropped his brother off at Scorpion Bay and we weighed anchor at 9:40 am bound for Catalina. We were headed for the front side of the island because we needed fuel and water. One hour on-one hour off, shifts worked fine and we arrived safely at Emerald Bay at 7:30 pm. Lobster season would begin in four and one half hours.



Day Seven: Flying The Gennaker To Smuggler's

Sailing to Smuggler's was another awesome sail day. It also meant we were coming to the end of our trip. We needed to be close to Scorpion Bay to drop off the Builder the next morning and be on the south side of the island to shorten our passage to Catalina. Anacapa Island provided a memorable sunrise from Smuggler's.


Approaching the southern side with Anacapa on the horizon.


Smuggler's land mark is an olive grove that can be seen from miles away.

Anacapa sunrise.

The Builder being shuttled to Scorpion on the "Rocket".

Day Six: Pelican Bay

We continued our circumnavigation of the island and on wednesday set the hooks at Pelican Bay. All of our anchorages so far required a bow and stern hook. We were entertained this evening by a most fantastic aquatic bio-luminescence light show as a school of sea lions frolicked and splashed within the bay. In the morning we found a trail that took us to Prisoner's Harbor. Four plus miles of diverse and very scenic country.










Days Four and Five: On To Fry's

We said goodbye to Fourney's and were on to our next stop. We traveled clock-wise around the island so now we got our first glimpse of the north side. A swell was running so we passed on several anchorages and the Painted Cave. When we came upon Fry's, we knew it was the place to drop our hook. Sadly, later in the day, we dropped El Jeffe off at Prisoner's so he could catch the Island Packer back to the mainland. We spent two restful nights at Fry's. The first day there it was a cooker.

Our first look at Fry's.


The Builder surfed at Chinese Harbor while we fished.
The fruit of our labor, Santa Cruz rockfish burritos.

95.2 degrees in the shade.
El Jeffe managing the bow anchor.