I’ve promised Cindy, aka Spinning Wheel Goddess, a sail on the Bay for 3 years now. I first met Cindy at SOAR in Tahoe City. I was experiencing spinning wheel woes. My Matchless was misbehaving. I took it to the Schacht booth at the market. Over the course of the next 2.5 days, Cindy worked on my wheel with unrelenting vigor. But she still couldn’t get the wobble out, nor figure out the cause of the wobble. On the last day, she caught up with me and offered to exchange her (working) demo wheel with my wheel. This is prevented me from having to take the wheel home, pack it back in the original packing (yes, I still have the shipping box!), and send it to Colorado. Since she already has to ship a wheel home, she could just as easily ship the defective wheel back. (What great service!)
When I bumped into Cindy at this year’s SOAR, we talked about my promise to take her sailing whenever she’s in the Bay Area. This time, the timing was perfect. She was in town last weekend, and I was in town. Originally, we had planned to go sailing on Saturday, but had to push off to Sunday due to some scheduling conflicts. Whew. We dodged a bullet. We had monsoon rains with thunder and lightening all Saturday afternoon.
Sunday was a bit iffy, but we had a beautiful afternoon on the Bay. We were so busy enjoying the weather (didn’t even need jackets!) that I forgot to pull out the camera when Cindy was at the helm. Instead, I offer you a picture of Cindy, sitting back on the deck at the yacht club afterwards.
Cindy, you are welcome back on my boat anytime!
(The title of this post refers to my sailing and fiber worlds.)
No Wind. Broken impeller. Not going anywhere on the boat this weekend. Joys of boat ownership.
The club is cruising out to our favorite destination this weekend. There will be at least one other knitter in the group who is guaranteed to have her knitting with her. We’ll have a mini-wwkip gathering on our sailboats.
See you when I get back!
There’s been a dearth of fiber activities here. Why?
I didn’t realize how dirty the deck was until I started to scrub. On the left is the result of winter grime. On the right is what it is supposed to look like. It took me 2 afternoons to scrub the deck. Each evening, my arms were so sore that I couldn’t even think about picking up knitting needles. Everything takes longer when you are doing it all by yourself. I definitely didn’t sign up for that. But still, it’s very gratifying when it’s done.
Last week was the start of the Wednesday evening racing series. I had to go out and make a showing. We came in right in the middle of the pack. I’m happy with that.
My first cruise out of the season. Our club cruised out to South Beach Harbor (See those pointy sticks behind the ball park? It’s my other pointy stick passion.), and watched the Giants lose to St. Louis. Nonetheless, it was a fabulous day, fabulous cruise, fabulous after party on the boats, and fabulous brunch at Delancey Street.
Hopefully, fiber activities will resume soon. But it will have to wait until after South Bay Opening Day this weekend. I haven’t decided if my boat will enter the decorated boat parade, but if you decide to drop by, I’ll be tending bar, starting at 1230!
I had a wonderful visit with Grace and Iris yesterday. We did a little shopping on California Street. Then it was to Thai Silk. I had a really difficult time dragging Grace out of there. It was a kid in candy store. Iris spent the entire shopping expedition with her nose in the new magic book she bought. She practiced one of her magic tricks on me while we had some ice cream.
This was followed by a wonderful evening sail, with help from my friends Larry and Robin. Mom and Mark met us for dinner at the club afterwards.
Pictures? I forgot my camera. You’ll have to wait for Grace’s.