The transit downriver was pretty uneventful (aside from being a bit chilly) and having almost 40 people on board. We took up a position west of Alcatraz with plenty of time for Don to grill up some hotdogs for lunch:
Along the way I drank a bunch of coffee:
The weather was pretty bleak:
The SSS Steves had made the trip up from Santa Cruz for the day (also with a lot of extra people on board):
SSS Chaser had cruised down from Napa too:
The bay wasn't even half as crowded as it has been every other time I've been out for Fleet Week, but there was still no shortage of big, shiny sailboats:
The air show was as good as ever and we'd picked a great spot where one of the Blue Angels streaked right over the top of us close enough to read the pilot's name off the fuselage. I didn't take any pics or video until a bit later:
It's hard to really capture how fast and loud these things are when you're taking pics from underneath:
Either way, it was a nice trip and I'm glad I took the time:
On the way back up the river we ended up rendering aid to a somewhat clueless sailor who couldn't figure out how to sail into the wind with no fuel. I always get a kick out of situations like this:
We towed this hapless halfwit to the guest dock at Lakeville before we cast him off to drift over to the dock-our good turn daily.
We were moored in the Petaluma Marina by eight-something that night. Nice.
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