Last weekend was the first sailing trip of the season. I know, I know… last year I was way ahead…

Last Saturday we sailed from Richmond toward SF. The weather was mild, the wind was mostly mild, and the swells outside were definitely mild. So outside the [Golden] Gate we went. Bruce, Judy, Elisa and I. I kinda wanted to head out to Point Bonita, but we ended up at Mile Rocks instead. Tacking out was exciting, coming back in, downwind, was not-so-much. But eventually we sailed back in to Racoon Strait and the wind died. So we motored back home. All good.