Out for an after work sail again, Beau, Beka and a sandwich tray, joined us on Sundowner. This was Beka’s first time on Sundowner so we hoped it would go off without a hitch. Backed out of the slip we did and headed off. About 2 seconds later Tate realized the Anti-Siphon for the exhaust installed last weekend wasn’t working correctly and was pouring water into the cockpit, which drained somewhat into the engine room below due to the absence of a well gasket.

Disappointed we turned around and went back to the slip. Good thing for Cautious Tate, because most of the time I’m all Gung Ho. “Ah don’t worry about that, a little water in the cockpit and engine room never hurt anyone, lets keep going”. My determination can be likened to the momentum this heavy boat generates when moving forward. It can be had to stop in my tracks.

Back at the slip we opened the engine hatch and Tate disconnected the Anti-Siphon and reconnected it to the engine as it came. Well that should work. It’s a good thing we turned around though because the water from the cockpit was dripping dangerously close to the engine air intake. I need to catch some of Tate’s cautiousness. This weekend we’ll route a higher Anti-Siphon.

With the issue fixed in 5 minutes flat we headed back out into the lake. Expecting very light winds we hoisted the Main and the Jib. I had to remind Beka to duck under the boom on this boat, unlike on the Seaflower (Cal 34) where you can stand straight up while undersail without worry.

We were pleasantly surprised when our sails filled with wind, so we killed the motor and off we went. We just sat around talking and watched the large red sun disappear under the horizon. Colors lit the sky for a while after and Tate enacted Firey, our windvane.

Sailing at night
Using the windvane near unlit structures at night

Just like the sun, time slipped away and soon it was dark. Time to head back it was. Under sail only we navigated our way back using the green and red flashing lights that marked the entrance to the marina. We “narrowly” avoided missing an unlit structure which was part of the airport that protrudes into the lake quite a ways.

A Visual:

Unlit structures at night

At night we have encountered this structure lit and unlit. It doesn’t seem to have a schedule. Tate thinks the control guy must turn them on when the Matlock episode is over. That or whenever the guy wakes up.

Interesting really. We were following the green and red lights into our marina, that also put us on a collision course with this structure, which tonight wasn’t lit yet. Beau spotted it and we changed course, only deepening Tate’s trepidation though.

Luckily tonight the only casualty was the sandwich tray.

What do you like or dislike about sailing at night?