Sailing the bay in winter...

Record temperatures, gorgeous days. It's almost like summer in San Francisco, in fact better, if you'd ask Mark Twain. I took off sailing for two days, and wonderfully renewed my spirit with flat waters, nice steady breezes, and sometimes no breeze at all.

At one point, the current was over four knots, and Dog Days drifted along with only enough breeze to keep the sails from slapping,
all the way from Treasure Island to just south of Angel Island. The bay was like glass, and Buoy No. 2 looked as though it was motoring along.





The sunset reflects against the Oakland Hills above Jack London Square.


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