First Leg of the Haha

My adventure started in early September with a Latitude 38 Crew Party in Sausalito. Those who need crew and those looking to crew gather to find a spot on the Haha. The problem is there are 50 sailors looking to crew and only 4-5 skippers looking for crew. I spoke with Byron and Lisa and told them I had done the Haha 7 times, I would provision the boat, cook all the meals and do all the dishes. Why would I do all this? Because I want to be on the Haha! They spoke with a few other newbies and then realized I would be an asset to their voyage and they asked me to join them. I of course said yes. I would meet them in San Diego and assist in all faucets of the trip. They need to get the boat from Alameda to San Diego. They had never been offshore before so I gave them a bunch of tips for their trip south. I arrived in San Diego a few days before departure and stayed in the hotel attached to the marina. It worked well and I could take a few steps and be at the boat. The highlight of the stay was the ZZ Top concert right at the marina. Byron and I attended and they were great. Monday morning was departure time for the 30th annual Baja Haha. 131 boats and 455 sailors. All the boats gather at the starting line and at 1100 we start the rally to Turtle Bay some 380 miles south. The winds are just under 10 and we raise the sails. We sail for about 6 hours and then motor thru the night. My watch is 2-6 am and pm. That gives me plenty of time to rest, eat and watch a movie. The next day we got the sails up again for about 8 hours. No wind on the third day so we motored on. We arrived in Turtle Bay at sunset and threw down the anchor in the midst of 20-30 boats that had arrived before us. I pulled out some French Champagne and we celebrated our boat’s first foreign anchorage. It was sweet. That night we get a radio message that a boat is 5 miles out and out of fuel and the wind has blown out their sails. A boat heading south was able to get them 9 gallons of fuel and they safely got into the bay. They anchored in the bay and went to bed. The wind was up to 20 and the anchor picked up and they drifted out of the bay and by the time they woke up, they were 5 miles out again. They had plenty of fuel and got back in safely. On Thursday we had a fun softball game at the local baseball field. Dinner at Maria’s with a dockmate Rob from my marina. Friday was the beach party and it was fun with lots of happy sailors. One of the guys had caught an 80 pound tuna and was serving everyone tacos that were delicious. Saw some old friends and made some new ones. This morning we are off for a 220 mile run to Santa Maria and another epic beach party. We have Starlink onboard so I will be able to update as we head south.