Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Dana Point, Oceanside, and our arrival to San Diego!






Our stay in Dana Point was nothing short of wonderful, thanks mostly to our dear friend Mr. Watson. The first night was spent in ultimate luxury; Kat and I took turns enjoying a soak in the bath while Tom prepared us an amazing dinner. After a couple bottles of wine I was entertained with childhood stories from Montemar Street (always love to hear the trouble dad got into). Needless to say it was a pretty late night for all of us. The next morning, er, afternoon, we went to brunch and since Tom was kind enough to lend us his car, we had the opportuinity to re-provision and shop for snorkeling equipment, running shoes, and other necessities. We all met back up later to watch the Charger game with Bree, Bob, and little Tom (sorry Conman) and to celebrate Toms birthday. I can't tell you how nice it was to spend time with their family. We even got to do ALL our laundry there... no quarters necessary. The next morning the adults went out to breakfast, including SueBee, and I went for a run.

The sail down to oceanside was perfect, even with the Santa Annas blowing. Most of the trip we had great winds and flat seas. we couldn't have asked for better sailing. We even fished for the first time... and caught nothing. We pulled into Oceanside at fourish and got settled for the night. Oceanside is one of the cutest beach towns there is, and we enjoyed the fish'n'chips, great harbor, and beautiful weather. With the huge fire that was burning close enough to cover our boat with ash, we were relieved that the entire city of Oceanside didn't burn down. During my run this morning I watched the surfers, I've decided on my new hobby...

We apprently liked the city a little too much because we didn't pull out for San Diego until noonish, largely underestimating the distance of todays sail. It was a lovely sail, just a very long one. We had good winds most of the day, saw some whales, got a suntan, and sucessfully avoided the submarine, war ships, helicopters dropping divers, and million of crab traps. We even caught a fish! Very fun. Being the avid fisherman we are we had no idea what we had caught and decided we should let it go. It lived. After all the excitement, we didn't get into Peir 32 until after dark (thank goodness for Suebee leading us into our slip). I hear we haven't missed much of a view, apparently we're in the middle of nowhere. Haha, I even got a text message "Welcome to Mexico!"... I guess we're almost there :)

2 comments:

cb4 said...

Agreed. Surfing is a great hobby to get into. By the way, it's muuuuuch harder than it looks. The good-old snow in Tahoe come winter will be quite a relief. That's where we can really feel at ease. Miss you all (slash am really jealous) and can't wait to see you!!!! Keep writing.

The Other Watt's said...

Ok you other Watt's. What's going on? No posting for over 2 weeks. How am I supposed to know what is going on. Did you throw Kensey overboard or did she take off with some cute guy? Maybe the Baja Haha is a little to exhausting? Come on now.......

Love,
Aunt Christie