The 1st night of our stay at Pier 39 (the side where sea lions took over docks – click on the link for more of that story),
we wandered down the street toward Ghirardelli Square and stopped at Boudin Bakery – with a restaurant, store, plus history museum, AND you can watch the various types of bread being made…of course, they pipe the marvelous smell of baking bread out onto the sidewalk so we just HAD to go inside.
We had cafe’ lattes and bread for dinner…don’t snicker…
Later on we strolled back to Ms Maggie, looking forward to a relaxing evening. Rick turned on the TV to see what over-the-air stations we could receive, dismal selection, btw. The closest SF station didn’t even come in! The next day, I went to a store and bought a larger antenna, which had better reception. Rick stayed on board cuz he was still feeling the effects of the hit on the head the day before. Criminy, was that just yesterday!?!
There was a lot of waveage (our goofy word for the effects of waves on the boat, there’s a history to that word. I won’t go into it now), not only from the tour boats heading in and out of their slips, but also just from the bay, itself. Most of the marina isn’t protected by an actual sea wall, but with vertical piers pilings/logs which don’t keep out the swells, I suppose they reduce them somewhat.
We were rising and falling and being shoved from side to side at an alarming rate.
We’d put out all our lines to keep the effects to a minimum and previously checked out how the other boats had tied up to see if they knew something we didn’t. One boat – Wine Therapy – had huge bungee cords with little tires to absorb shock on the lines. The other boats seemed to have regular systems in place.
Now, its 10pm and we’ve gotten a little used to the rise, fall and swing from the swells.
Then, BOOM! One of those sounds that makes you jump out of your chair. Not to mention that we almost fell off our chairs with that waveage!
We race outside (like, its only 2 steps) and discover that 1 of our dock lines has snapped! Fortunately, only a dark scuff is on Ms Maggie, no real damage. Rick finds more lines – not dock lines, but at this point we’ve decided anything will help – and double ties some areas to build strength.
There’s no chandlery close by, so next day we head over to Orchard Supply Hardware – only 4 blocks or so away (I love OSH). They have a selection of dock lines and we buy more lines – more than we think we need (that’s the way I roll). Fun fact: the word ‘chandlery’ originally related to the business of making candles.
We stay another night on the wrong side of Pier 39 and have no other mishaps. The last few days of our ‘Baycation’ will be on the ‘right’ side of Pier 39, where we’ve stayed before, so we don’t expect any problems there. We have excellent breakfasts each morning at the Eagle Cafe and the Wipeout Bar and Grill, eating outside both times, of course.
Monday morning we are headed over to Angel Island. Angel Island has a rich and varied history so the museums are fascinating. There are hiking and biking trails, 2 cafes, marathons, live music, tent camping and you can only get there by boat. Ferries come and go all day long, its worth the trip.
Next up: How to look like an idiot trying to use one of these 😉