As you see, our girl has been getting the recognition that she always wanted(?).
When you retire, you hope to do something enjoyable with the "golden years". Below you will find logs of journeys from California to Spain in Saeta, a 41' sailboat - and reports of adventures living in Spain and playing flamenco. Go back to the early months for the sailing reports. Also, check out our website http://www.sailingflamenco.com



Nov. 21, 2006 Caleta Partida, Baja Calif.
We left La Paz yesterday for a nice 15 mile run out to Isla Partida, which will be our jumping-off point tomorrow for Mazatlan. We anchored in Caleta Partida, a very deep cove that actually divides Espiritu Santo from Isla Partida. It was formerly a volcano and is very well sheltered. Last night, I got up to look around and couldn't hear anything. I mean, it was so quiet that the loudest sound was the blood pulsing through my eardrums. The water is so flat that there is no surf on the beaches. It is like a lake.
The shores are surprisingly green for a desert island. All of southern Baja has been green. I guess they had some rain recently. In the canyons on shore, the greenery is more concentrated with large saguaro cactus for punctuation. You Arizona folks would feel right at home. Today we're going ashore to wander around and maybe do some snorkeling on the reef near the entrance. This is the life!
Don't be afraid to write. It's amazing how few friends and family have bothered. Use our Sailmail address if you have it.

Andi made us a canopy to keep off the sun and keep the boat cooler. We used a cheap tarp since this was our first effort, but it does a great job. Stay tuned, I gotta go to a party.

Here's the princess at the crack of dawn. Yours truly was sleeping and Steve had just come on the relieve her.
While in Turtle Bay, we went to the Baja-ha-ha beach party. Here is a shot of just a little of it. I'm putting up these photos in no particular order because I am in an Internet Cafe in Cabo and can upload images. The previous posts (and the ones to come) were sent over the radio and can't have pictures, so these are the pictures that we picked. We're not very serious about photography, so don't expect much. Cabo is fun, if VERY touristy. After I finish typing this and my margarita, we are going to the awards ceremony for the big race. Tomorrow morning we are leaving for La Paz. Alice, Steve's wife has joined up, and we will probably sail to La Paz in three easy legs. 43 miles to the anchorage at Los Frailes, another 40 miles to Ensenada de los Muertos, and finally, on to La Paz. We'll send a report by radio.
While we were in San Diego, we dressed up for the Baja-ha-ha kickoff costume party. People still call me Popeye. But Andi was an awesome Olive. We were standing in front of the ancient VW bus loaned to us by Marisol and Dana. Thanks to them, we were able to run errands easily.

Nov. 8, 2006 20 miles below Magdalena Bay and 5 miles offshore, Baja Calif.
We started this leg at 7AM and it has taken all day for the sailors in the fleet (the less motivated turned on the engines after the first half hour) to get this 28 miles we have gone. After motoring so much in the second leg, we resolved to act more like sailors. This resolve was aided by the fact that we have smooth seas and so the light sails are holding their shape and the motion is pleasant. This is some great sailing. We have the spinnaker up now and earlier when it was really light wind, we used the drifter. It is warm, we would be wearing less were the sun not so burney. We put up a shade over the cockpit that shelters us while sailing and an evening is coming, we put the beach umbrella over the stern to keep the low sun out.
We're not fishing any more since we haven't eaten the fish in the freezer. But we have been having uncommonly good meals. Still the constant exercise is doing good things for my tummy. Yay!
We saw a pair of whales this morning.
The boat is performing beautifully. I can't believe how fast it is, compared to other boats of similar length and weight. We have been sending and receiving emails over the radio - in fact this post will be coming over the radio too. Thanks to Dennis who installed it! Sorry we can't send any pictures. Those will come when we get to Cabo and it's Internet Cafes. 144 more miles to go. Since the wind is light, that will be tomorrow afternoon if we are lucky. Last night we had a vigorous wind at sundown that lasted for much of the night. Too bad we were anchored. Maybe we will get it tonight, but the forecasts are not for much wind. Well, I guess I should go keep Andi some company. She has been on the helm for an hour now. We are hand steering because we are racing and trying to squeeze out every knot. Also, the sailing is just fabulous - the kind of thing that one dreams about when sailing in the cold waters of California. Hasta pronto. Abrazos y besos.
Monday, November 6
If you are reading this, it means that we were successful in posting to our blog by using the single-sideband radio. I can get cell phone coverage here, but it is pricey, so the radio is the best way. Unfortunately, I can't upload photos and we've got some great ones.
We are now in Bahia Santa Maria, just around the corner from Magdalena Bay. The sail down was a mixed bag from a sailing standpoint. It was warm - tee shirts worn on the night watches. The winds were lighter than we would have liked and directly from behind us. Non-sailors would think that wind behind us would be the best place for it to be, but it turns out that it works better out on the side. Anyway, we used the engine quite a bit on this leg, but ate well and enjoyed ourselves. There was some terrific sailing at times with a full moon and warm wind. Eat your hearts out! The water is 78 degrees, so swimming is great.
Yesterday, we caught our first dorado - this is a Mexican relative to the mahi-mahi. It was more than 30" long and when pulled up from the deep, was a brilliant chartreuse (sp?). An hour of filleting later, it made fabulous sashimi and the rest went into the freezer. We don't fish unless we really need some seafood, so we put our lines away until we eat the leftovers. We catch these guys by just dragging some lures behind the boat, spooling the line directly off the reel with no rod at all. We aren't fishing for sport, so we use heavy line and hope that we can get the boat stopped before the fish has taken all the line.
Bahia Santa Maria is a very remote spot and has few permanent inhabitants. However, Mexican entrepreneurs cannot ignore 700 "rich" Americans, so tomorrow there will be a big lobster feed on the beach. The fleet has been great. Everyone is friendly and helps each other with parts and equipment breakdowns. Fortunately, we haven't had any of those yet, having left with almost all new equipment.
It is super-beautiful with the full moon. The mountains around this bay have some green growing on them. Baja is usually like a lunar landscape, but green is pretty. I wish we could send photos. Oh, well, we are happy and well and hope you're all the same.
Nov. 3, 2006 Turtle Bay, Baja Calif.
We are here! We had a great sail coming down - I think we won our
division - as far as I can see, we were the first in the division to
finish. In fact, there were only about 35 out of 160 boats anchored in
Turtle Bay when we arrived. So we had a good run. We used our
spinnaker a lot and the weather charts suggested that there would be
more wind further out from shore, so we stayed well out. Winds were
from 13 to 20 knots. In the end of day one, we suffered a serious
spinnaker wrap (around the headstay) that caused us to lose the use of
the jib and spinnaker for a while, but we just set our drifter on the
pole and kept going just fine. The next morning, we got some of the
wrap out and regained the use of our jib. Since the wind was getting
stronger, we changed to our jib and carried that to the finish, getting
in just before sunset on the second day.
There were two pleasant surprises for me on this trip. First, I had no
idea that this boat was so fast! We got here as fast as a Hobie 33 with
a crew of 4. They reported surfing to 17K, but finished close to us. I
don't know how we did so well. Second, I don't know how I did so well
when it came to picking wives. Andrea was awesome and I don't use that
term lightly. She would come off the foredeck after wrestling with a
sail and 5 minutes later would be in the galley making some great food.
She actually likes cruising better now that before she left. Totally
committed! I am a very lucky man.
Steve Peterson, our crew, has been a godsend. We finished without being
exhausted, thanks to him. He is easy to be with in a small space.
So cruising is great. We are well and happy. Turtle Bay is terrific.
There are about 700 permanent residents and most have them have turned
out to provide services to the 700 sailors who have descended on them.
We had lobster yesterday at a palapa on the beach and the 3 of us did
flamenco at one of the restaurants. How could it be better?
Best wished to all,
Richard











9-8-06 Friday - Actually this picture was taken at our departure from Santa Cruz showing us and daughter Elinore. But we have been in SB for a few days now and have sorted out all our rigging snafus. We now have all new halyards and spares for each. We met a fabulous rigger named Jon Payne that I can't recommend highly enough. Almost all of our currently identified teething problems are now sorted out. But I still have to get the autopilot wires rerouted. They were installed running right next to the battery cables that carry 45 amps when the alternator is charging. Naturally that interacts with the very weak signal coming from the electronic compass and running back to the autopilot computer. So the autopilot gets bogus data and steers 60 degrees off course when the batteries are being charged. The rest of the time it is fine. We can adjust for it, but once I move the wires, we should be where we should have been from the start. We are having a good time here, but are working hard on the boat and getting ready for the big party tomorrow. Hope all is well with y'all.
9-3-06 Sunday - We got up at 3:30 and left on the leg that we most dreaded - rounding points Arguello and Conception (the Cape Horn of the Pacific). We motored out of San Luis and before long were sailing on a light broad reach. We sailed all the way to Pt. Sal before the winds got lighter and dead aft. In my youth, I would have sat there and sailed at 3K, but we needed to get by Conception before the afternoon winds really got honking, so on with the engine and back to 6.5K. At 8:30 in the morning, things got busy. The mainsail came down with a bang. It turns out that the main halyard (the line that raises the mainsail) had chafed right through on the end cap of our new sailtrack. There was a sharp place there that had not been noticed, but that didn't keep it from cutting the halyard. So there we were without a mainsail. Not to worry, when you are going downwind it is a good thing to have all the sail on the downwind end of the boat. That makes the boat want to go downwind and eases things for the autopilot. The picture shows us sailing along on just the jib. If you look close, you can see a little piece of halyard still attached to the top of the mainsail. The wind at this point was blowing 17K and as we approached Pt. Arguello it climbed into the 20's. So we were moving along very quickly. Between Arguello and Conception (about 10 miles) the wind climbed into the 30's and I saw 40k once. That is a gale! But we were moving briskly. However, we needed to hold a course dead downwind if we wanted to avoid a jibe (and who wants to jibe a jib in 30K?)(landlubbers, sorry!) So, I had to give the autopilot an hour off. In those seas, it couldn't anticipate well enough and I could do a better job. There had to be some reason why the boat brought me along and this was it. For the next hour, I hand-steered from the inside helm station. The boat was a kitten to handle, even in those big, confused seas. We surfed a few times and the max speed shown as 11.9K. Not bad for a heavy boat, loaded with groceries. The small steering wheel inside actually gave me a quicker response than the big one in the cockpit. It was remarkable how calm it was inside. We were talking in a quiet voice. Andi was sitting at the dinette, watching the waves. But, when we went out to the 'back porch', all hell was breaking loose out there. The wind was howling and the stern wave was roaring. Much nicer inside. In this hour, I really got it why we picked this boat and how happy I am with her. Once we got around Conception, the autopilot went back to work and it got steadily lighter/smoother the closer we got to Santa Barbara. Just at dusk we came into SB harbor and tied up on the end tie of Marina 3, B dock.
8-31-06 Thursday - We got up early and left Monterey right after breakfast. It was really foggy and stayed that way all day. Visibility ranged between 1 to 3 miles. Gray skies, gray water, and a little sliver of brown California under the overcast. There was little wind so we motorsailed all day. This was the longest section of coast to be covered and it has a well-earned reputation for gnarly weather with few anchorages to take refuge. So we were highly motivated to put it behind us. The motor motored, the autopilot steered and we were pretty bored.
8-30-06, 15 minutes later.. Before leaving the harbor, we stopped to fill the fuel tanks. Due a miscommunication, the attendant put 6 gallons of gasoline into our diesel tanks before we stopped him. Oh, no! So we had to pump the port tank dry to get rid of the gas. This picture shows the fuel dock owner, Leo, with a world-class Rube Goldberg fuel pumping system. He put a large shop vacuum applying suction on the back of a 5 gallon jerry jug which was in turn attached to the fuel line. Darned if it didn't work. Fortunately there wasn't much fuel in the tank when we started so the whole process only set us back --- 3 hours! Once we were done filling up, we actually left on the adventure. But now we were so late leaving that we couldn't just sail to Monterey as planned. It was getting dark and we had a dinner reservation at the Charthouse with our friend Jeff Martin. So we motored. The dinner was worth it. Monterey was terrific even though we left early in the morning. We regretted not having spent more weekends visiting Monterey.
Wednesday, 8-30-06 Noon- We finally make our getaway, mixed with sadness at leaving our dear friends of so many years. We have worked so hard for so long that there is a definite sense of escape in spite of the sadness. So the docklines were cast off and we motored toward the harbor mouth in search of adventure.
It had been two years since her bottom was done - there were green growing things in abundance. We painted, scraped, buffed and waxed. It's like painting half a whale and then waxing the other half. We were sore and exhausted, but it felt good to have her in top condition for her big sail.