This picture really says it all.
I've gotten used to winter sailing. Gentle breezes, lots of layers to keep warm. Yesterday was my first day out with the famed San Francisco Bay Sea Breeze in months. You could tell it's been a while by the amount of stuff that was on the cabin floor when we got back...binoculars, crayons, hacksaws, lifejackets. I hadn't had to properly stow anything in 5-6 months apparently.
We motored out of the marina into some big chop that I wasn't expecting. The Catalina 27 that went out right in front of us did a U-turn and headed back in; I offered Tim my foul weather gear. Within seconds of raising sails, we were on our ear and sailing to Angel Island. I didn't have fresh batteries in the GPS or I'd be bragging right now how fast we were flying into the wind, but I'll make something up. Umm, 5 knots. Maybe 6.
With noplace really to go, we just criss-crossed around the Olympic Circle race course, checking out C, X then heading over to the end of the Berkeley Pier then out to that buoy where I saw the sea lion the one time. By this time we had to head home and I think Tim was really over having to hike so we turned downwind and ran home. As is my new custom, I sailed into the slip but had to use some reverse on the outboard to slow us down. We were coming in very hot.
When I got home, I checked OCSC's club cam and wind gauge to see how hard it blew that day. We topped off at about 25 knots, probably about when we were out there finishing our windward leg.
I put a reef in the main before I left figuring it's easier to shake it out next time than have to reef once we're out there. I'm hoping for 20-30 knot afternoons from now until October.