LOG: Islands, Sunday August 12th

6:30am haul anchor and head to the bluffs for an early surf. Yesterday was the dream day- uncrowded (for a well forecast swell) hot and really fun. Today the Conception is there with a bachelor party, who for the most part are thankfully too hung over to surf; and several other boaters. Waves continue with occasional head high sets and excellent shape.

11:30am motor out. Glassy clear water through the kelp. We have a session to ourselves; a boardshort session with the single fin and old school 80s wettie at the little left; everyone is paddling kayaks and snorkeling and swimming until the very last moment possible, loving the scene. Silliness galore, living the essence of “anything is possible in crazytown”

2:50pm after lunch drifting in calm smugglers cove, and cleaning kelp from the prop with a quick free dive, set sail across channel and have a perfect run straight to Santa Barbara. This is rare on the trimaran because from east end of Santa Cruz it’s a close haul and multi hulls don’t do so well with the wind on their nose.

But the conditions are perfect, wind a bit more west than usual, powered up 7-8 knots under genoa and main, absolutely ripping across the water.

Oil rig “benchmark”— we just make it around the left of it, and fly into SB harbor under sail, heave to and drop canvas and arrive by 7pm with sunlight to spare.