Baja-Haha

Our adventure began before we left the US. On our way down to San Diego from San Pedro, we experienced thick fog through the night with visibility at about 200ft at times. We slowly sailed along unaware of what lie ahead except for the GPS map showing where land is present. Escaping the fog the next morning, we encountered another trial. On the phone distracted and in between a helmsman transition, the Broken Compass kissed a shoal and came to an abrupt hault in the San Diego Bay. Ingenuity and our oversized 'rescue' dighy named Firefox heeled us back to the safety of the channel. Luckily, the bottom was sand and it was merely a practice in problem solving. One port harbor down, lots to go!

We are setting sail out of the bay this morning as I write this. Chad is washing down the deck to 'pretty her up' for the departure parade. Makai seems anxious, apparently sensing something new is on the horizon... or she may just be waiting for breakfast. Either way, we are all excited and feel ready for the rough seas and 350 nm initial leg of the Baja-Haha.