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We tied off from our bouy at approx. 4:30 am. It was a beautiful, calm morning. We planned to make it around Pt. Conception and head for San Luis Obispo Bay or Morro Bay. The winds picked up by afternoon with greater than 6 ft swells and whitecaps. Suffice it to say, it was a bumpy ride.
I am overjoyed to report that I have now acquired my "sea legs", and was in tip-top shape for the entire 12 hours into Esterro Bay leading into Morro Bay. Morro Bay is an eclectic little fishing village. We noticed on our sea charts that they had a Coast Guard Station and Harbor Master, so we assumed that we could moore at their guest/fuel dock for the night and be off the next morning. Boy, were we wrong! Along the building pilings there were boats "stacked" next to each other 3 deep to even reach the "so called" dock. Quite a few boats were anchored in the bay, so we did the same.
After a nice meal of spaghetti and green salad, we watched pelicans dive for fish before retiring for the night. Our next door neighbors were a bunch of California Sea Lions, they were a bunch of party animals, but finally quieted down a bit once it got dark out.
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