White Sandy Beach

After swimming with the sea lions we had a nice sail north to Isla San Francisco. About 18 NM. It was a little windy on the east side of the island but we figured when the westerlies came around in the evening we'd be protected.

Not many boats were in the big bay. Turns out that it was pretty windy the night before and most everyone had a good scare and ran for cover the next morning.

Good beach walk. Dry Dry Dry. Crunchy.

Getting back in the boat was fun with the swim platform jumping up and down about four feet with each roller.  I'd nose the whaler near Sea Scrape's stern with a passenger poised to jump. Jump they would and we eventually all made it one at a time.  Once the nose got caught under the swim platform and got doused.  Good way to sink a whaler!

A couple we met on the beach were also returning to their boat. They jumped aboard from the beam instead of the stern. They got their lines ready then waited for the boat to roll towards them. One mate then stepped onto the boat and held the lines then the other stepped aboard on the next swell. 

Lessons learned:  The bow and stern travel more vertical distance than the beam of a boat at a bouncy anchorage.