Monday, September 11, 2006

2,100 ft is HIGH



This Saturday the plan was to go sailing, but beforehand we went on a quick 4 mile hike. We thought it would take about an hour. It took over 5. Why so slow? Well, when you are crawling on your stomach for about a mile and fighting the jungle for about 2 miles, the time begins to stretch out a bit. It was a good time, but there were moments that I was wishing for the safety of the water.





Only after I shimmied 20 feet across a cliff face and climbed a vertical face 10 feet to a wind-blasted ledge could I read our hiking guide. I found out that the hike was listed as being for Expert climbers and that the danger level was High. I guess it wouldn't really have made a difference anyway. Who can say no hiking in Hawaii? These pictures may not look so intimidating, but as you watch the airplanes and helicopters fly below and you can only make out the cars by the reflections of their windshields, the thought of falling tends to sneak up on you.





Today we went surfing. We had some pretty big waves, so once you rode a wave in it was pretty difficult to fight the waves to get back out. I quit after less than an hour. Still, it was a good time. Quitting can be fun too.

Monday, September 04, 2006

To Molokai and Back





We made it. It was a lot easier than one would expect. The trip to Molokai took exactly 12 hours. From 6:10am to 6:10pm. On the way there the seas were at about 4 feet and we had pretty good wind. We reefed the main sail (tied off about 2 feet of the foot (base) of the sail to the boom) in order to catch less wind because the waves were hitting us from the side and the gusts were strong. The combination of tilting down a wave and a strong gust could potentially push the boat over, although it would have been unlikely. Our plan, based on the chart, was to sail at an azimuth of 115 degrees. Once we rounded Mokapu Peninsula, we could see Molokai, so we just pointed on it. After about 4 hours of holding onto the tiller, I put a bungee on it so that all I would have to do is keep pressure on it with my foot. Two hours after that, I had an epiphany (i.e. I remembered reading about it somewhere): if we put the proper tension on the bungee cord, the boat would steer itself. Viola! We were sailing hands and feet free! It was amazing, but it steered itself. If we went too far away from the wind, the tension would be reduced and the water would drag the tiller back until the bungee stopped it. If we went too far into the wind, the tension on the bungee cord pulled the tiller back to neutral. The tiller was constantly moving a few inches either direction, but the bungee never failed to bring it back neutral. The bungee was a better pilot than we were.





Once we got to Molokai, we tied off to the dock. Until we got the bumpers in the right place, we had a few scrapes against the cement. Luckily for me, my boat is already a bit beaten up (beauty/character marks?). No real harm done.





We got settled, walked to the beach, and watched the last of the sunset. When it got dark we returned to Madeline & Nine for our dinner of fresh fish. On the way down we were dragging a line and caught a Skipjack Tuna. It was fairly small, which was good because those things are spiny and it flopped around a lot on the boat. At any rate, I was the one to clean the fish. This was a big deal for me because I had never done that before. I was a bit hesitant at first, but once I got going it was actually kind of neat to see all of the parts of the fish. We had a little sashimi there on the spot and cooked the rest for dinner. It was just the right size to feed three. Afterwards we did a little star gazing and settled down for the evening.





The next morning we set off a little after 8:00am. Our friend Bungee steered Madeline home in about 10 hours. We didn't have to reef the sails, so we moved a bit faster. Unfortunately, we never saw the world's tallest sea cliffs up close. They were too far from where we stayed the night and we slept in a little too late to try to go see them. We will have to save that for a future trip. The trip was too short, but other than that it was beautiful. It was a great trip with some great people. 'Thank you' to Juliet and Patrick for making our first inter-island sailing trip such a success.



Friday, September 01, 2006

Molokai or Bust

It's on. We are going. The trip to Molokai, after looking like it was getting called off, is still on. We leave tomorrow morning. It will be about 50+ miles each way, but the furthest from land we will ever be is about 15 miles. A long swim, if worse comes to worst, but we are all healthy people. I also plan on bringing a flashlight, so I'm pretty confident things will go well.

In other news, I made it the the Glen Phillips show last night. He was the lead singer for Toad the Wet Sprocket back in the day. I saw the band play once in college and it was a great show. Last's night show was great as well. Definitely more somber than the Toad show, but if you have the chance, you don't want to miss seeing him solo. Plus, there were only about 60 people there in a restaurant type setting, so it was very chill and relaxed. It was almost like someone pulling out a guitar around the camp fire and singing away.

I am off to work. Soon I will be sailing at the foot of the world's tallest sea cliffs. I can't wait.