We feel like we are in Mexico already! The weather is magnificent – 80 degrees of
dry heat each day, cooling down in the evening making it very comfortable for
sleeping. No rain. Blue skies.
The sea is 21 degrees. The
beaches in southern California go on forever – mile after mile of curling surf
and golden sands, buffeted by palm trees and framed by mountains. Bougainvillia, Bird of Paradise and so many
varieties of succulents- all in enormous proportions - enhance the landscape. We’ve been wearing our bathing suits, eating
our meals in the cockpit and enjoying every bit of it.
We left Morro Bay as planned for our overnight passage after
breakfast on October 21. We motored for
the first couple hours, then a very good wind came up and we sailed on a beam
reach at 6 knots until sunset. It was a
rather misty day and we were far enough off shore that all we could see were
the headlands in the haze. The wildlife
continued to be abundant and I even saw what I later identified as a 6 foot Mako
shark, making its way just under the surface of the water.
A lovely half moon rose and the wind and
waves died. We passed the Cape Horn of
the Pacific (Cape Conception) under starry skies and little wind progressing
along with the help of the Yanmar. We
arrived in Santa Barbara, unscathed, just after sunrise.
We were hosted by the Santa Barbara Yacht Club for our first
night and enjoyed watching the comings and goings of commercial fisherman
bringing home a variety of catch from sea urchins and rock crab to spiny
lobsters and white fish.
The Santa
Barbara harbour is huge with hundreds of pleasure boats both power and sail, as
well as a busy fishing fleet.
Stearns Wharf across the top - Yacht Club at the bottom - we were on the docks to the right |
The marina
is immaculate. The beaches surrounding
it are gorgeous – we watched a machine combing them one morning!
Doug looking down the beach in front of the Santa Barbara Yacht Club |
The city itself is picture perfect with no
high rises and surrounded by the east/west Santa Ynez mountains that contribute
to the area’s Mediterranean climate.
Ka'sala on the SBYC guest dock surrounded by hundreds of yachts |
Not a great shot, but looking down the beach toward the yacht club and marina. We massaged our toes in this gorgeous sand several times during our stay |
We spent our three days there walking the beaches and riding
our bicycles just enjoying the balmy air and the views.
We also took in a bit of culture, visiting the lovely Courthouse and Mission.
We couldn’t resist the Santa Barbara Shellfish Company on Stearn’s Wharf where we tucked in to a feed of local crab and shrimp.
Wandering down boutique and cafe lined State Street, the main shopping
area of Santa Barbara, was an architectural treat. Though we didn’t buy anything, we enjoyed
window shopping and people watching.
We also took in a bit of culture, visiting the lovely Courthouse and Mission.
Built in the late 1920's after the great earthquake of 1925, this beautiful structureis filled with historical murals, artifacts and lovely galleries, hallways and rooms. |
Fascinating clock tower room with surrounding time piece mural |
Lovely light filtered through this spiral staircase in the Courthouse |
In the clock tower of the Courthouse looking south over Santa Barbara to the marina and ocean beyond |
Mission at Santa Barbara - The Franciscans estabished it in the late 1700's - one of their many missions stretching from San Diego to San Francisco |
We couldn’t resist the Santa Barbara Shellfish Company on Stearn’s Wharf where we tucked in to a feed of local crab and shrimp.
Rock Crab with the trimmings - YUM! |
A satisfied customer! |
A typical scene on State Street |
Unfortunately, Santa Barbara is also very expensive, so
after three days it was time for us to move on.
On Sunday, October 25, we left after breakfast in hopes of having an
enjoyable sail to the Channel Islands Harbour in Oxnard – a distance of about
30 nautical miles. It was not to be,
however, as the wind stayed below five knots, and we “African Queened” it along
on flat seas at 2200 rpm.
As we motored along, I couldn't help but think about the original inhabitnts of this beautiful place. The Chumash people lived along the coast of Southern California for thousands of years before first contact with the Spaniards beginning with Cabrillo in 1542. When settlement began in earnest in the late 18th century it didn't take too long for this entire nation dwindled from over 20,000 to less than 1500. Their homelands had stretched from modern day Morro Bay to Los Angeles and by the end of the 18th century what remained of the Chumash people were living on a 127 acre reserve. Today their language and most of their culture is lost.
As we motored along, I couldn't help but think about the original inhabitnts of this beautiful place. The Chumash people lived along the coast of Southern California for thousands of years before first contact with the Spaniards beginning with Cabrillo in 1542. When settlement began in earnest in the late 18th century it didn't take too long for this entire nation dwindled from over 20,000 to less than 1500. Their homelands had stretched from modern day Morro Bay to Los Angeles and by the end of the 18th century what remained of the Chumash people were living on a 127 acre reserve. Today their language and most of their culture is lost.
We are the guests of the Channel Islands Yacht Club here in Oxnard. This small club is generous with reciprocity
and we are very comfortable in their clean marina.
It is funny how the little things make you so happy on a sailboat. There are washers and dryers! I was able to catch up on all our laundry just a few paces from the boat! We also have shore power – so that means I can use my little dust buster vacuum cleaner instead of crawling on my hands and knees with a hand held whisk and dustpan (which never works well). Who would have thunk?
Channel Islands Yacht Club |
It is funny how the little things make you so happy on a sailboat. There are washers and dryers! I was able to catch up on all our laundry just a few paces from the boat! We also have shore power – so that means I can use my little dust buster vacuum cleaner instead of crawling on my hands and knees with a hand held whisk and dustpan (which never works well). Who would have thunk?
Channel Islands Harbour is an unusual place. Geographically, it looks like it was once an
enormous estuary. There is a bar with a protecting
breakwater that leads into the marina area and inside there are thousands of
boats down channels in several marinas.
At the far end are tracts of houses with two car garages in the front, and docks in the channel in the back to park boats.
Along the beach side is a phalanx of houses,
on either sides of two streets with spectacular ocean views. Everything is clean and well ordered, though
architecturally diverse in appearance and size. The area is serviced by a series of outdoor
strip malls. There doesn’t appear to be
any “downtown” or any cultural centre – perhaps that is farther inland. We did
not see a lot of adults or children about – it seems like the average age in
this community might be quite high. Even
the yacht club where we are staying has recently installed an elevator! Yesterday we explored by bicycle and today we
investigated the many channels by
kayak. The wildlife still proliferates!
This photo shows the upper region of the Channel Islands harbour with the bar and breakwater. |
At the far end are tracts of houses with two car garages in the front, and docks in the channel in the back to park boats.
These channels have "street" names on every corner |
A typical house on one of the canals - these curious little electrical boats, like Todaloo are prevalent. The local grocery store has a dock for provisioning! |
Leave it to sea lions to find a comfortable place to sleep! |
An elegant heron close by Ka'sala |
We have met other cruisers on the dock here. One couple, down from Portland last year on
their way to Mexico, love it so much they have stayed. Another couple, Brian and Mary Alice, who have circumnavigated the world (and then some) aboard Shibui, a 44 foot Norseman, are on their way to Hawaii and Alaska. Most of the other boats in this marina are
powerboats with a smattering of liveaboards.
Squeezed in by powerboats, but on the dock at the Channel Islands Yacht Club |
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