There’s an unofficial yacht club here in the Bay Area called the Washed Up Yacht Club. We’re all just a bunch of boaters living in the bay who enjoy a raft up every now and then. It doesn’t get much better than Clipper Cove at Treasure Island! I hadn’t taken Coconut out in a couple of months so she was overdue for a ride out on the water.
My friend Leann came with me, and I’m so glad she did. I’m still trying to get used to having an inboard engine, so I feel like I’m close to being able to mess with the lines and fenders while trying to coast up to a neighboring boat to tie our lines together… but not quite yet. Maybe next time. This months’ raft up was a smaller turn out than I’d seen in previous events, which I preferred. It was still great meeting new people, as well as seeing old friends I hadn’t seen in a while. Everyone is always working on boat projects and it’s fun to hear what they’re working on as well as people giving you tips on how to fix problems you’re having yourself.
Do you ever picture something in your mind, like how cute your dogs would look in an inflatable rubber ducky inter tube and get the idea that you want to tow it behind you in a kayak and take a spin and show off how cute you all look and instead end up tipping over while trying to put said dog in said rubber ducky inter tube and end up eating sh*@ (or water in my case) while everyone looks and wonders what all the commotion is? Yes, it happened. Not quite how I imagined it, but whatever. I can now say I have taken a dip in the bay, although completely unintentional! I didn’t get injured, Bear forgave me for getting him wet, and I changed into some dry clothes after Leann was finished laughing her ass off at me. As you can see, all went back to normal fairly quickly.
Here’s some pictures from the raft up. Enjoy 🙂