Cruising

We’ve lived aboard since 2008 and sailed Hello World up and down most of the west coast of North America in the last 8 years. In 2009, Christy and I quit our jobs, sold our stuff and took off on our first cruise. The shakedown portion of our cruise took us around Vancouver Island in the summer of 2009. In September of that year, we sailed out the Strait of Juan de Fuca and made the big left turn towards Mexico. We sailed to San Francisco Bay, south to Santa Barbara Channel to Newport Beach and Catalina Island. We staged in San Diego in October for the Baja Ha-Ha which took us down the outside of the Baja peninsula to Cabo San Lucas. We spent the winter of 2009 and spring of 2010 enjoying the amazing sailing and anchorages of the Sea of Cortez. In June of 2010, we ran out of money and shipped Hello World back north via Dockwise to go be adults again in the real world.

That first cruise taught us a lot about what we liked and disliked about our boat. After spending a few years dialing in the boat to just how we like her, we made some more cheddar and took off again in 2012 for Alaska. We sailed north through British Columbia, across Hecate Strait and spent the summer exploring Southeast Alaska. We paddled our SUPs past grizzly bears, drank rum and cokes cooled with glacial ice and dodged breaching humpback whales. After leaving Hello World for the winter of 2012/2013 in Wrangell, we came back in June of 2013 and sailed her back south. We explored the outside anchorages of northern British Columbia before heading down the west coast of Vancouver Island and back to Seattle.

Since our last long distance cruise, we’ve spent time gunkholing around our local haunts in the Pacific Northwest with good friends. We sometimes forget what an amazing place our backyard really is. We have hurricane hole anchorages 6 miles from our marina breakwater and scads of islands to explore a day’s travel both to the north and to the south.

Our time spent cruising on Hello World left an indelible mark on our lives. I still can’t help grinning like a slack-jawed goofball when I look through these photos.