Enough said… Never tired of it!
This year’s Maritime Day at Galilee Harbor was the best ever, I believe. It’s a free event that my maritime co-op community puts on every year to showcase what we love about the waterfront. Boatbuilding and oar-making demos alongside great live music on our home-built stage, a dinghy dash, homemade pies, fish and chips and libations, a nautical flea market, open houseboats to tour and free boat rides (that’s my department). I managed to get over 60 people out on the water for free on Saturday! The best part for me was hosting two amazing vessels at our dock for the day, the venerable “Alma” was decked out in all her glory of flags and came with her crew of salty park service folk from the National maritime park in San Francisco (thanks Captain Carter for letting me side-tie next to Alma all day and lending your crew to catch lines!). We also had the magnificently restored and oldest boat on the Bay, “Freda” visiting and open for tours, thanks to the folks at Spaulding Marine Center. So honored to have both these historic vessels in our celebration of Maritime Day! If you are anywhere near Sausalito next year on the first Saturday in August please come on over!
See that beautiful ring in the foreground? It now belongs to that beautiful smile in the background by way of a few generations on his side of the family. I had the pleasure and privilege of helping the groom-to-be plan his marriage proposal this weekend aboard s/v Carodon. He was certain he wanted to take her somewhere they had never been so out the gate into open ocean we went and it was a perfectly beautiful day until… she got quite seasick and Uh-oh! I had to head for calmer waters and break out some ginger ale, but then behind yellow bluff we found a gloriously calm and placid spot and she came back to life so he popped the question and she burst into tears of joy. Out came the champagne on ice stashed down below that we managed to hide from her and the rest of the day was intensely beautiful. Such a privilege to be part of this unforgettable and emotional moment!
It started out like a typical Tuesday morning on the Bay with light winds and nobody in sight. My guests from the Midwest were having a lovely time lounging on the foredeck and looking around at the unfamiliar sights. We were pleased to come across two visiting tall ships, the Hawaiian Chieftan and the Lady Washington, from Grays Harbor, engaged in a Battle Sail, complete with mock cannon shots and cries of “heave ho” coming from the young passengers aboard (made me wonder how many of them would be missing their screens on this beautiful day outdoors and how many would simply be lost in the moment!)
We then ducked under the Golden Gate, got a taste of the major south swell rolling in from the Pacific and so turned downwind to get a good look at Alcatraz. That’s when I noticed what looked like an exodus of about 200 vessels coming full steam ahead out of San Francisco. My first thought was that we were about to experience a major tsunami and people were heading out to sea to save their vessels. Then I realized the vessels were all powerboats about the same size and shape and heavily laden so I thought maybe it was some sort of flotilla or even a powerboat race. On a random Tuesday, though? Nah, it turned out to be the commercial fishing fleet on the opening moment of crab season, flanked on either side by several coast guard vessels and probably fish and game officers as well. They waved to us in high spirits and proceeded full speed ahead for the fishing grounds carrying as much gear as each boat could hold, perfectly stacked to the gills. I have heard that the crab this year are too soft and not ready to be fished yet and if they do it will likely decimate the population for the future but last year there was no season here so the fishermen are getting desperate to make some money and will go even though they know it’s not the right thing to do for the future of the fishery. I’m not a biologist, however, and have to take other people’s word for this… Something to think and learn about. I wonder what I would do if given the choice of feeding my family now with the resources at hand or saving the future fishery for the next generation and finding another occupation knowing that others will just step in and do it anyway? And then again, maybe the biologists are managing the crab fishery just fine and it’s not such a bad time to pull pots after all? How do we know for sure?
And just as these thoughts were rattling around in my brain and I was thinking about government regulation and interference in nature …. a very loud military plane flew frighteningly low overhead. So low that we could actually see the parachute jumpers standing near the open hatch under the plane!