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Jo and I arrived at Owl Harbor with clear sky's, light, dry winds from the North and 100 degrees temperatures. By 1700 we had Pegasus stocked for the Triton Rendezvous to be held in Potato Slough and was looking for ways to beat the heat. Jo headed for some shade while I grabbed the hose and started washing down the decks (and me) with cool water. |
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A trickle of wind coming from the NW caught my attention. Could this be heaven (or what the weather man calls: A Delta Breeze?) By 1800 the winds had increased to 20-25 and the temperature dropped 20 degrees. During the night, the local weather station reported gusts to 40 MPH. The Rendezvous would indeed be a sail in. |
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9-21-00
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| 0900 | Jo and I sailed out of Sevenmile Slough in light winds towing our hard dink. After reaching the second island (Bedroom #2) we selected a location that would accommodate a half dozen boats or so and tied the bow off to a willow tree. A stern anchor was set to hold us steady during the current changes. I slipped over the side with by bottom brush and started cleaning while Jo worked on the topsides. Soon, we were joined by the Pettersons (previous owners of the Triton Arbenture) in their new power boat. |
| 1530 | While discussing some of our more memorable cruises with the Pettersons, a sail boat with a profile born in heaven rounded the southern end of the island (opposite of the instructions.) It was Anake skippered by Mark Harrington, followed by Head Over Heels strutting her blue water abilities with Rob Squires at the helm. Last but certainly not least, came Juno. At first I was unable to determine who was in charge of Juno however, it became readily apparent that the Top Dog was a good looking female by the name of Kodi. Also on board was Juno's owner (and Navigator?) Steve Cossman and the Triton cruising clubs favorite crew and friend, Owen. Unmistakably, the 3 Triton's were looking for a little relaxzation after 2 days of sailing from San Francisco Bay. So much for serenity! |
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was the first to raft up next to the Pettersons. He immediately got
out the Macintosh, slide rule, steel tape, fenders and line to orchestrate
securing Anake and Juno to the growing raft. And, I might add did
an excellent job. Not one spreader touched, the path was clear form
boat to boat and it was all accomplished without 1 beer (not a common feat
in the Delta ;-) However, with the hard work done for the day, the
crew gathered on Arbenture II to share the journeys stories and a cool
beer or 2. |
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Left to right: Karl's head with a big smile behind Laura, Laura, Rob, Steve, Mark, Jo, Owen and Kodi fast asleep and out of sight on Rob's boat (oh ya! I was taking the picture.) |
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| The rest of the day was spent inspecting each boat for new ideas, munching, drinking beer, telling stories, inspecting each boat for new ideas, munching, drinking beer, telling stories, oh well, you get the idea. Thursday nights potluck started with finger food, wine and cocktails followed by a banquet for champions. Far more food, beverage and camaraderie than the average Delta Dawdler can handle. It was a super evening! | |
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 Friday
brought a slight overcast and cooler temperatures. As I stuck my
head out of the hatch (cheap camera in hand of course) it was apparent
that I was not going to be the first sign of life this morning. Laura
was up and smiling (at 7 o'clock in the morning of all times), Rob was
taking in the sights and Kodi was returning from her morning potty break
(complements of Steve powering the dink.) |
By mid morning everyone had slid into the lazy routine demand by the Delta
when, around the Island came another one of those beautiful sheer lines
with a Fatty Knees on a leash. White Cap, #3, Skippered by Skip Baker
journeyed down the San Joaquine River from Stockton the night before but
was unwilling to navigate the sloughs after dark (wise decision.)
At first light, he again made way to give the Delta Rendezvous a total
of 6 boats and 5 Triton's.