Friday, August 4, 2017


Everyone loves La Playa, especially us! 
 What's not to love?
 A lush pathway connects the SDYC and the SWYC.
It's Sparky' favorite spot to run & frolic, mine too.

We could not come up with a better plan to celebrate Darrell's birthday than to hang out with good friends, from sv/ Tapatia. And no better spot to Eat, Drink, and Be Merry than La Playa Anchorage. Situated, maybe, a nautical mile from our slip at Kona Kai Marina, between the San Diego Yacht Club and the Southwest Yacht Club overlooking a lovely beach dotted with beautiful homes with lush tropical landscape. The last time we anchored here, we said a bittersweet good-bye to our Tayana 47 sailboat, El Tiburon. We are happy to return aboard Scrimshaw, our Grand Banks 42. Nothing better than swinging on a hook.
Scrimshaw has a new look, a striped canvas on the bridge deck.
Snazzy. And Happy.
Our view from Scrimshaw's bridge deck.
 Darrell barely had the anchor set before he ventured in the water.
 Spark was a bit surprised to be left behind.
Darrell picked up our guests from the SDYC and the party began.
Penny made homemade macaroni (YUM), brought a perfect afternoon Rose wine, and a bouquet of cheerful sunflowers graced her cobalt blue vase. She also designed and illustrated D's birthday card. Fred is always the life of any party.
I wrangled up seafood kabobs from our favorite local store, Jensen's. Dark Chocolate Birthday Cake with raspberry filling rounded out the meal. Captain Darrell had recent eye surgery, so he is sporting a pirate patch. So very dashing on him too!
Happiness in a vase.

There is no better way to celebrate the birth of the "Man of My Dreams" than being surrounded by sunshine, blue water, and plenty of Laughter & Love. Next weekend plan we to anchor for a couple of nights with Tapatai in Glorietta Bay off the Coronado Yacht Club with the scenic and grand Del Coronado Hotel in the background. My dad would have loved this outing. Our family visited the "Del" sometime in the early sixties, and my father introduced me to lake sailing around the same time. The first time I sailed off into the sunset, aboard my Islander 30, towards the Panama Canal, my father stood on the dock of the SDYC waving me "Fairwinds". The next time I saw him, ten months later, he was waving "hello" to me from the docks at the Fort Lauderdale Yacht Club. Since I was 16 years-old, sailing and my father went together. He cheered me on to cross the Atlantic, and again when I made a second trip to Mexico in 1990. Thanks Dad, I miss you. He never saw our 1956 Chris Craft 46, Catalina 38, Peterson 44, Tayana 47, or our GB 42.  He would have approved of them all, and he continues to be by my side for each adventure in spirit.
Darrell shares many of the same qualities I admired in my father. Happy Birthday D.

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