At 0615 boats woke me briefly. I looked out the porthole. And fell asleep again.
0715 we get up, fire up the stove and make tea. We decided to leave, but had to wait a bit for harbor master to collect our mooring fee.
It's amazing how much more comfortably you sleep knowing the anchor's not going to come loose.
No problem leaving at 0815.
Lots of life on the water heading north. The seas are swelly but not choppy. No crab pots either. Fishermen galore.
We spot about a dozen sea otters!
We are making 10 kts at 2200 rpm
0940 we spot rafts of sea lions
0950 California sea otters on their backs floating & 100s of cormorants
0955 more sea otters.
We spot the rock! We are already done for the day (except to get in the slip). Only 18 nm.
1010 Morro Bay side tie to the dock and step ashore for the first time in 53 hours.
Lunch in the restaurant. Conversation with friendly people. Boating can be fun. And serious. So far we have balanced the two.
Morro Bay is definitely ocean-oriented, and has a very "small town" feel.
I liked this bronze memorial to a recently-deceased, Ford-loving fisherman...
The town is full of visitors as it's Memorial Day weekend. We had a hard time finding a restaurant with a table open but ended up with a fine Thai meal - Dungeness Crab Pad Thai with sake for me. Jim had a spicy seafood salad.
On our walk back to the boat we heard loud crunching. It was a sea otter eating crab or mussels; biting right through the shells with incredibly strong jaws and teeth. See him right off our bow?
I had a strange feeling I was being observed while preparing for bed. I opened the porthole and peered out - this heron peered right back at me!
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