Monday, 20 June 2011

Hello Sailor! ;-)

Let me tell you about our latest
adventure - a day at sea!! Well, technically a day sailing round San Francisco Bay, but you get the idea.

It all started at 8am on Saturday when Pirate Pete and I assembled at Captain Leo & First Mate Vera's house and set off for the marina in Berkley where we were hiring our boat from. Second Mate Brian joined us at the marina and our little crew was complete.




We set about prepping our 26ft vessel for action, with the seasoned sailors taking care of the technical stuff - y'know, the sails and shit - and Brian and myself attempting to go through the pre-sail checklist, which was a bit of a challenge as we really didn't know our jib from our boom or whatever that thing is called! But with a little help from the captain we were soon done and making our merry way out of the marina.

It was a beautiful, though chilly, morning and the wind was good for sailing as we set off towards San Francisco. Once Leo had cleared the marina everyone got a shot at steering, although I politely declined my turn - I was quite content with my responsibilities pulling the rope to turn the front sail thingy (which I later learned was the jib). Brian was up first, and did a grand job for a newbie! He did pull some interesting manoeuvres, and Vera and I soon decided that the theme for the day was Adventure Sailing, but there were no casualties!




Next up was Peter, who was sailing for the first time
in about 15 years, and enjoyed testing the boat's capabilities. In fact, he viewed the fact that the boat was impossible to capsize more like a challenge and we all enjoyed his many attempts to disprove this!!

He was clearly having an awesome time, and everyone was happy to leave the bulk of the steering up to him for the rest of the day, with the captain content to direct and advise.








Sadly, though, we were about to have our one and only casualty of the day when Peter's hat was blown off :-( A rescue was attempted, but was soon called off when we forgot to nominate someone to keep an eye on the hat and it disappeared. Though saddened by our loss, we ventured on .....








Our goal was to hit the farmer's market at Fisherman's Wharf for lunch, and soon the famous skyline of San Francisco came in to view. Unfortunately the wind was not really playing our game and it took us a few attempts to get on course, but the boys were spurred on by Vera's frequent demands for burgers .....







...... right in to the path of a container ship! At first we thought we could comfortably pass the ship and held our course. A brief game of maritime chicken ensued until our opponents sounded their horn and we pulled a swift U-turn to give them right of way!!






Eventually we made it to shore, an hour later than hoped, and went to play in the market. Farmers markets are really popular over here and this one was awesome!! We headed first to the hot food stalls and feasted on burgers from a speciality butcher - Vera and Leo had been singing their praises all morning and they lived up to their reputation! We then wandered round the rest of the market and bought some strawberries for dessert - yum! Sadly I forgot to take my camera with me to the market so I can't show you all the sights, but we will definitely be going back and I shall do my best to remember next time!! We passed a very pleasant couple of hours on land then headed back to the boatie for round 2.

In anticipation of stronger winds, the captain decided to set off with only the main sail raised to make the boat easier to control. But as we sailed round the bottom of Angel Island it became clear that the wind was not in our favour and we were forced to weave continuously to try and catch the gusts. This made for very slow progress and some unrest among the crew!

Now, don't judge, but at this point we decided to cheat a little and powered up the motor to get us round the corner and back to the fun times. Oh, and there were fun times a-plenty to come! With the wind our friend once again, we were propelled smoothly around Angel Island and on to the home strait.



Now, this is where things got interesting, and Peter's sailing skills were put to the test! With the wind behind us, and away from the protection of the island, the waves were getting bigger - and a lot more fun!! Peter had to work hard to get us through the swells with only minor soakings - and while he wasn't always successful nobody minded because, quite simply, is was bloody brilliant fun!!!



Tired and wet (some more so than others!) we made it back to the marina around 6pm. With thoughts of the free bar and barbeque the sailing club was providing in our minds, we sped through the packing up and hosing down of our little vessel, only to discover that the damn thing finished at 6pm!! But, as Leo said, we would much rather have had the extra time on the water so we weren't too upset!



To round off our day we all made the trip back into San Francisco to a random little dive bar called the Broken Record where we enjoyed such delicacies as pork fries, blue cheese chicken wings, and chilli served in a cheesy toasted bun, while we raised a glass of beer to our adventures at sea.




This was such a fun day out! I have always loved being on or around the water, but this was my first time actively sailing (although my role was mainly decorative for most of the journey!) and I absolutely loved it!!!

So, when's the next trip ....?!?!?!?!?!?!

PS - A huge thanks to Vera and Leo for organising the trip, and to Brian too - it was a pleasure to meet you!

PPS - Pirate Pete has already started looking into boats for sale, and we have narrowed the parrot down to a Norwegian Blue called either Hades, Jasper or Vigo. Watch this space ....... :-)

Friday, 10 June 2011

Where to begin ...

I'm struggling to start my blog. I've been trying to decide how to record our adventures to date without boring you with details you may already know. There is also the fact that I frequently forget to take my camera out and about, and when I do have it I am usually too busy enjoying the sights to remember to take photos - I promise to do better in future!

So I think I'll just pepper my future posts with flashbacks as and when they occur to me. But there are a couple of things that come to mind that deserve their own post - and I even have some photos!! :-) First and foremost, there was the Bay to Breakers race, which we will call:

Fun Times in San Francisco - Part 1

I had no idea what I was letting myself in for when I agreed to take part in the race, but this proved to be one of the most awesome days of my life to date!

First, some background: Bay to Breakers is a 12k footrace across San Francisco and has been around for 100 years, making it one of the oldest in the world. It is also one of the largest, holding the 1986 world record with 110 000 participants, a figure which rose to 160 000 last year. Some of the world's finest athletes take part in the race - followed by tens of thousands of crazy fools in fancy dress, hell bent on turning San Francisco in to one long street party! (BTW, I was one of the fools - NOT one of the racers!!)


Our day started on the 5.20am train to San Francisco, which was a rowdy affair! The train was packed full of people who had already started drinking - or possibly hadn't stopped from the night before - and were definitely in the party mood. Although we were still quite sleepy, and probably had at least 10 years on most of the other passengers, we decided to join them and started sipping on one of our vodka concoctions - or was it the tequila? Its all a little hazy now .....






We arrived at the group assembly point (aka Robin's apartment) to get changed in to our costumes and, stomachs lined with McDonald's McGriddle breakfasts *shudder*, start the serious drinking! Our theme was aliens and investigators of Area 69, and everyone put a lot of effort in to their costumes. Particularly the Hubby, who spent ages the night before mixing tequila and vodka with the most lurid coloured sodas we could find and loading them into our giant water cannons, and spent the day shooting shots into test tubes and sharing them with anyone who looked in danger of sobering up!












By 8.30 ish we were all were all decidedly merry
and good to go, and in a sea of neon we took to
the streets of San Francisco




















The forecast had been for a cold rainy day, but the sun was just coming out and it turned out to be a perfect day for a drunken stumble around town!




As we joined the back of the 'race' I tried to take in everything that was going on around me. I have never seen so many people in fancy dress in my life! Costumes ranged from the hastily put together to some wonderfully elaborate ones - and they covered every theme imaginable. There were even a few people who came along in the buff - although they were mostly men (to the boys' disappointment) and fairly wrinkly and unattractive (to the girls' disappointment).






Just about every house and apartment along the route was having a party and people were waving and cheering us on. There were bands and djs at various intervals, and the atmosphere along Fell Street was phenomenal!




















I could have happily stayed there and partied for the rest of the day, but our group had gotten separated a little earlier and Hubby and I were determined to catch up with our friends. This was tricky as mobile communication was virtually impossible, but one of the benefits of having a neon green costume theme is that you are easier to spot in a crowd and we were re-united at Golden Gate Park.


We had a quick re-fuel at the hot dog stand and bravely ventured on through the park, but some of us were starting to tire, and some of us had perhaps had a little too much to drink (you know who you are!!) so we decided to call it a day and head to the pub. By the time we got there (possibly around 2pm?) we were all starting to crash so we were a subdued crowd as we ate our burgers and summoned up the energy to make our way home. After a quick stop at Area 69 HQ to pick up our belongings and de-alienify we found ourselves on the 4.15 train home, tired but happy :-)









To all our fellow aliens and investigators - I can't thank you enough for making it such a memorable day!! I can't wait for next year's race - but there are two conditions:
1) I can't believe how close we were to the finish line when we gave up - next year we have to
see it through!!
2) Then I want to go back to Fell Street and party til I collapse :-)


Agreed? Good! Now, all we need is a costume theme .... hmmmmm ......... :-)



PS - another huge thank you to Vera and Rob for letting me steal their photos!! Here are a few more for your amusement x





















































Thursday, 9 June 2011

Welcome to my world ......

...... won't you come on in ....? :-)

So, as you may have noticed, Hubby and I have been living in California for the last 4 months. I had the idea before I left to start a blog - partly to keep everyone back home up to date with our adventures, and partly to help me remember the fun times when we inevitably get deported!

This is an awesome part of the world with lots of cool shit to do and I can't wait to tell you all about it! Obviously not every day can be an adventure, so in between i'll be entertaining you with my attempts at learning to cook and bake, reviews of the fantastic restaurants we get to visit on our regular Wednesday night out, and other general nonsense.

I hope you enjoy my ramblings!!

Love peace & jelly babies

Me! xxx