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A Dolphin show that I can’t show you. 

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We are travelling from Santa Cruz, CA to Morro Bay, CA about 5-10 miles off-shore. We had a small stop off the Capitola Beach so we could get Pizza My Heart like I used to when I was a kid. I am on watch from 3:30 until Caroline gets up sometime next week. The dog, using all of its ‘feel sorry for me’ skills, is in the bed with her rather than in his bed under ours. I have a small boat about 5nm south of me that keeps appearing and disappearing from AIS. I have not yet seen him on radar. I went outside to adjust our chart plotter and noted the fog was light with pretty good visibility. There is a full moon making the 1-2 foot swells shine. The odd thing was the random whitecaps that kept appearing half-way down the waves. I kept looking at them…

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The car rental lottery

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Caroline and I decided to rent a car due to all of the Uber fees we were looking at racking up for shopping and provisioning. We call Alamo rent-a-car and got one for $20 a day at the Oakland airport. We signed the papers and went outside to collect the car. As we approached the podium the clerk informed us that we were behind ~20 people in line and that we were playing the car rental lottery. The lot was empty and every time a car came in, regardless of class, the first person in line would get it or refuse it and wait for the next car to roll in. It turns out that the rental place had a new manager that had not yet figured out holiday rushes so the Alamo staff was bringing in every car they could rent out. The clerk told us they were even renting cars with…

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A quick recap…

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August 14th at 8:30AM we left a foggy Port Townsend, WA; our destination was San Francisco. Our captain joined us the night before (Captain Paul Hubble, whom I highly recommend). The departure ceremony was brief. Libations and a prayer were given to Neptune and the spirits of the four winds before cutting the ceremonial dock line and we were off. Calm, still water soon turned into 4-6 foot seas coming straight at our bows. We spent the entire length of the Strait of Juan de Fuca bashing into the waves and wind. Ben did not fare well. He became quite friendly with a bucket and his cabin. Our ride smoothed out significantly once we turned south. I took the midnight to 3AM watch. Upon waking we were surfing down waves. Unfortunately, Ben continued to feel ill on day two. The morning of day 3 we reach Newport, OR where we…

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