Melissa's parents flew out on the 13th, so bleeding money and
with nothing to keep us near the Sheraton, we moved to the
Harbor Police dock on Shelter Island, where the moorage rate is
only $10 per night. (For our boat, that is literally 16
times less expensive than some of the other marina's here.
16 times!!!!!) They only let you stay for 10 nights
at a time, but our timing was perfect as the Ha-Ha begins on the
The vast majority of the boats on the harbor police
docks are doing the Ha-Ha (there are 167 boats registered to go,
the largest fleet ever by a large margin) and for the last few
days, the docks have been a blur of bustle and activity as crew
members arrive and last minute repairs, projects and
provisioning dominate the daylight hours. The dumpster at
the head of the dock is overflowing with spare packaging from
provisioning (it's amazing how much packaging and waste comes
along with the stuff you buy) old, broken parts, cardboard boxes
and the occasional bit of treasure. One boat owners
discarded gas can is another's brilliant find. The
area around the dumpster at the head of the dock has become a
sort of poor man's boater's swap meet where anything potentially
useful to someone else gets placed. Most of it finds a new
home in a hurry.
We've been no exception to the flurry of activity as
provisioning and boat projects have taken an inordinate amount
of time. Eric had to replace a faulty component of the
main engine exhaust system as well as give both the main engine
and generator complete check ups. We've also had to
run around getting Mexican visas, fishing licenses and of
course, the lists of last minute items which seem never to get
shorter. We even managed to take the kids to go see the
Jimmy Buffet concert! But there has still been some time
for visiting family. Eric's mom grew up in San Diego and
her brothers still live here. It was a treat to get to
visit with Eric's Uncle Richard and Uncle Mike and his wife Aunt
Lee. They were so generous, having us over for dinner
several times as well as treating us to some great nights out.
They even loaned us not one, but two cars! Cars! Can
you imagine? Costco is about 8 miles away. Worth the
taxi ride, but with a car, oh baby! When Mel and Roma made
the Costco run, I swear the rear bumper was dragging!
The only problem is we became quite popular at the marina!
But perhaps best of all, Mike and Lee bade us make free use of
their washing machine! Now that's luxury!
Eric's mom, Joan (aka Nana) and sister Kim and her family
(husband David and son David Jr., aka Dee) also flew down to San
Diego to visit. As RJ's hair was getting so long, we
decided to play a trick on Nana the day she arrived. An
hour before she landed, we gave RJ a blue Mohawk haircut.
The look on her face when she first saw it was priceless.
Eric's cousins (on his dad's side) Seth and Lucas also live in
San Diego and came by the boat one day to say hello as well.
All in all, San Diego was a whirlwind of activity and a
pleasant chance to catch up with some fabulous people we just
happen to be related to. Preparing for this departure has
been if possible, even more substantial of a project then
leaving Seattle as from here on out, boat parts and other such
items will be harder to come buy. Tomorrow we leave
with the Ha-Ha fleet for Mexico. In some ways, this is
where our real adventure begins!
As always, click on the photos for larger sizes.