May 11, 2008 — Marina San Carlos, D dock, Slip 30 — N 27 degrees 56′ 52.1″/W 111 degrees 03′ 17.9″

77.5 nm crossing from Santa Rosalia to San Carlos — 1:15 am until 9:45 pm — 777.2 nm cruised overall
8 1/2 hours in crossing — average speed, 9 knots — 4500 rpm, average — 32 gallons of gas consumed (2.4 miles/gallon) — added mix oil to reservoir after 50 nm of travel

1 am at Singlar Marina, Santa Rosalia. Wind calm, all quiet and peaceful. Time to begin our return crossing to San Carlos. For the past 2 months Chinook has performed flawlessly, averaging 5 knots under power and 2 to 4 knots sailing, the smallest cruising sailboat on the Sea. At times she has pretended to be a panga, tied up in shallow draft places like Mulege and Loreto. Now it was time for her to be a Macgregor, fastest sailboat afloat, and speedily return us to our final destination, San Carlos. Fuel tanks and jerry cans were filled with 39 gallons of gas. The boat was cleaned, gear well stowed, and we were mentally and physically ready for the final passage of this cruise.

Sandy remained in bed so she’d be well rested when it came time for her turn at the wheel. I started the engine, untied dock lines and eased away from the slip. The marina was fairly well lit, but once clear of the breakwater, I cruised out into a very black night. The route was simple and direct, just two waypoints, at the start and end of the passage, a distance of 72 nm to the approach to San Carlos harbor. I let my eyes adjust to the darkness and gradually increased throttle, with speed slowly rising to around 9 knots, as water drained from the water ballast tank. We would run without ballast as long as the winds stayed down, and the seas moderate.

For the first 30 miles, the water remained dead calm, the swell gentle. The boat steers easily at that speed, although one must be attentive, since a slight turn of the wheel at that speed can produce radical results. The moon had set, and there was no visible horizon distinguishing sky from sea, and the lights of Santa Rosalia gradually faded from view astern. In the faint starlight, our running lights reflected off the fore deck and jib sheets, interfering with my night vision. An even bigger distraction was produced by the bioluminescence stirred up by our bow wave and wake. Along both sides of the boat, an eerily glowing plume of brightly glowing foam sprayed out. Cold blue light churned up by the outboard, running at near full throttle, trailed out in our wake. Every so often, a small flying fish would launch from the water, and leave a tracer like streak of light along the surface. Small schools of fish would flee in panic as we cruised along, with random bursts of laser like light. Most unexplainable was the large patch of water, perhaps an acre in area, which uniformly glowed as though illuminated by some huge bank of underwater electric lights. Perhaps it was an enourmous school of fish, although I wouldn’t have been surprised if some huge alien spaceship had emerged from the deep. The light show wasn’t just confined to the water, either. I saw 6 brilliant meteors streak across the sky during my watch.

Navigating a boat at near planing speed in total darkness is both stressful and boring. And because night crossing watches occur during normal sleep times, remaining wakeful can be difficult. By 4:00 am I was becoming very tired, and time until sunrise had slowed to a crawl. Thus, the timing of our first 12 gallon tank running dry came at a fortuitous time. The sudden loss of power and speed woke Sandy, and by the time I’d switched tanks and resumed progress, Sandy had gotten up, dressed and fixed herself a mug of coffee. She came up on deck and took the wheel. I was grateful for the relief, and as soon as I’d oriented her to our course, I went below for some much needed sleep.

Her turn at the wheel was somewhat more challenging than mine, since by 4:30 am, a light northerly breeze had risen, bringing with it 1 to 2 foot swells and light wind chop. Not enough to prevent our running at 9 knots, but the steering did become more difficult. She handled it well, and I slept undisturbed until we were about 25 miles out, and our second 12 gallon tank was near empty. She slowed the boat and I got up and poured 5 gallons into the operating tank. I took over the wheel, and we continued our run in to San Carlos. By this time it was daylight, and the unique twin peaks of Tetas de Cabra, which dominate the skyline of San Carlos, became our landmark. We had to transfer 5 more gallons of gas a few miles outside San Carlos. The morning light produced post card quality scenes on the approach to San Carlos harbor, with its rugged, rocky hills and lavish hilltop homes. We had completed our crossing in style, only 8 1/2 hours running time, a fine way to conclude our 777 mile cruise on the Sea of Cortez.

We are tied up in a slip at Marina San Carlos, and we plan to stay on the boat for 2 nights. This will give us ample time to clean up the boat, de-rig, and prepare for the drive home. We may spend a couple nights in a motel here, so we can see some sights and better time our drive to the border. I want to cross on a Thursday, which will work well for visiting some folks on the way home.


May 12, 2008 — San Carlos Marina

Consistent with the leisurely pace of this cruise, we took our time getting out of the water. Yesterday, we caught up on e’mail and just took it easy. Today the chores began. In the morning, I retrieved the truck and boat trailer from Al’s Mini-Storage. All was just as I’d left it. Unfortunately, he’d been unable to locate a replacement for the boat trailer fender we’d lost on the drive south. I was able to park the truck at the head of D Dock, which was very convenient. I was able to remove things like the mainsail, bimini, porta-bote seats and hull, and load them into the truck bed. Next, items like seat cushions, barbque, Lifesling, and unnecessary dock lines were stowed in the king berth area. I took the time to lay out the anchor rodes, for both primary and secondary anchors, on the dock and gave them a good rinsing with fresh water, then flaked and stowed them in the anchor locker after they’d dried. We repacked provisions in the storage tubs one last time, consolidating space. Our collection of seashells was into one emptied tub, our consolidated souvenier purchases into another. In the afternoon, we gave Chinook a thorough washing. Salt was everywhere, so after the scrubbing and rinsing, she looked fresh and clean. Around 4 pm we decided to knock off and fix rum and cokes. We invited our new friend Don, a 75 year old single hander docked a couple of slips over, to join us. Like us, he’d been busy preparing to haul out tomorrow. We all enjoyed the break. After Don left, Bill and Cindy dropped by for a final visit. We’d met them in Santa Rosalia a few days earlier, and quickly had established bonds of friendship. The had sailed their 27 foot trailerable sailboat named Pooka across a half day before us. They are from Colorado, and they have plans to sail in the Puget Sound area, so we hope to see them again. The party broke up around 8 pm, and we walked over to a nearby waterfront restaurant for dinner. We ordered traditional Mexican dishes, which were among the best we’ve ever eaten. Our waiter displayed grace and flair, and helped make our last evening at San Carlos Marina an enjoyable one.

May 13, 2008 — Motel Creston, San Carlos

Haul out day. Another day of chores and travel preparations. Our haul out was scheduled for 1 pm, but there was plenty to do before hand. First thing, I helped Don move his boat over to the sling launch crane. Then I drove Sandy over to the Marina office with our laundry. Back at the boat, I gave the stanchions and other stainless a polish job, and then lowered the mast. Around noon I hitched up the boat trailer and maneuvered into position alongside the sling launch. Shortly after 1 pm the Marina crew walked over and made ready to pull our boat out. They were good at their job, sliding heavy straps under the hull and attaching them to the lifting cables. As the boat rose into the air, I could see that our friend Arturo had missed a few places when he’d cleaned the hull in Santa Rosalia. It wasn’t too bad, but I wasn’t looking forward to sliding under the boat trailer to finish the job. The Marina crew gently lowered our boat onto the trailer, thus officially completing our cruise. Once again, Chinook could be considered a trailered vehicle rather than a cruising sailboat, at least until she again is placed in the water.

I jockeyed the trailer over to the launch ramp and flushed both outboard motors with fresh water. Next, I moved the boat to a nearby concrete slab so I could complete Arturo’s job of cleaning the bottom. It’s very sloppy work, laying on one’s back, scrubbing slime and marine organisms off a hull which is only inches above your face. However, I’d put myself into this position with eyes wide open, opting to scrub instead of committing to the bottom painting cycle. It took nearly an hour to get things cleaned up.

Then it was time for us to get cleaned up. We drove down the boulevard and pulled into the Creston Motel. It’s an older place, fairly clean, but with some deficiencies. The doors don’t seal very well, and the air conditioning in our first room didn’t work. We relocated into another room with operating air conditioning. They have a swimming pool, and I went for a swim before hitting the shower. We were both very tired following the day’s exertions, and we retired early.

May 14, 2008 — Creston Motel, San Carlos

We spent an extra day here, to finish preparations for the road trip home. Also, we wanted to reach the Phoenix area on the weekend, for our visit with my sister and her family. In the morning we drove out to Napacule Canyon, about 8 miles out of town. A bumpy dirt road takes you to a trailhead at the mouth of the canyon. This is a very scenic area, with steep rocky canyon walls and a narrow canyon winding deep into the hills. As you wander further into the canyon, lush vegetation dominated by palm trees crowds the trail. We began our hike just ahead of 2 busloads of biology students from a nearby university, who were on a field trip. Many seemed more intent on testing the canyon’s echo producing qualities than on studying the local plants and animals. Napacule is a unique and lovely place, however, sadly, it’s been badly defaced. Graffiti has been spray painted all over the signs and rocks, and litter was everywhere. One can only hope that the Mexican people will learn to love this place before it is further damaged.

In the afternoon we refreshed ourselves in the pool, and then went out to dinner. We headed to La Palapa’s, on the beach. Sandy found dorado on the menu, and enjoyed dining on a fish I’d been unsuccessful at catching during our cruise. I had an enormous 16 ounce marinated steak, which cost only $13. Following dinner we went for one last beach walk along the shores of the Sea of Cortez. Wouldn’t you know it, we found a few more shells to add to our collection. We walked back to the parking lot, and ended up at a nice coffee shop across from the motel. Much like a Starbucks, they had excellent desserts and cappachino.

May 15, 2008 — Super 8 Motel — Nogales, Arizona, USA

In a move which the US government may yet come to regret, the Border and Customs Service has readmitted us into the USA. We successfully crossed the border around 3:30 pm, although our crossing was not without some drama.

Once again, we took our time getting ready to leave, finally hitting the road around 8:30 am. We stopped at the Pemex station just outside San Carlos. I filled the truck with diesel, and then filled all the boat’s tanks and jerry cans with gas. I just couldn’t pass up hauling some of that Mexican $2.50/gallon gas home with me. The drive north on Highway 15 was relatively uneventful. The road surface was quite bumpy in places, with patches on top of patches. We passed through at least a half dozen stretches of road construction, which slowed us down a bit. As we neared the border, the road gradually gains in elevation, and the countryside transitions from desert to chapparel. The last few towns you pass through before reaching the border clearly show the border’s influence. Vendors displaying copper ware, hats, and ceramics line the road. Locals take advantage of the speed bumps, called topes, and hawk things like tortilla packages at your vehicle windows when you slow down for the bumps.

A little further on, we began maneuvering into the (hopefully) proper lanes for crossing the border. Our route was the one which semi-trucks use. Three northbound lanes are designated for trucks, and one for cars and RV’s. A single lane handles southbound traffic. Things went well for a mile or two, and then, after rounding a curve, I saw semi-trucks out in the car/RV lane. The truck lanes were choked with semis, none moving, and some had apparently tried using the car lane to get further up the line. Truckers in the proper lanes wouldn’t let them back in, so a huge backup started developing. To make things worse, some trucks and cars tried passing by using the southbound lane. This worked for a brave few, but just as we arrived, a truck trying to sneak by northbound encountered a southbound truck. They didn’t collide, but just met nose to nose. Soon, at least a dozen trucks were lined up, facing in both directions and no one could move at all. It was a very comical scene, and I’m still amazed that they didn’t just close the road permanently and build a new bypass route. Somehow, they managed to untangle the mess. A young Mexican with a bundle of tortillas walked by, just as things started to move. He leaned out into the oncoming lane, and signaled us to follow the truck ahead of us. We did so, and started making progress. We were rolling down the hill, back in our proper lane when Sandy looked back into the truck bed. Guess what. Our friendly traffic controller had hopped into the truck bed for a free ride up to the border. He gave us a toothy grin and enthusiastically pointed ahead, urging us to keep on trucking. We finally reached the backup line for the border crossing, stopped, and he hopped out, grinned again, and then moved off to sell his tortillas.

He joined a large crowd of hawkers who took advantage of the cars waiting at the border. They would walk past rolled up windows, selling religions statues, sombreros, CD’s, tortillas, and newspapers. Some were just outright begging. An extensive shanty town in the ravines below the roadway likely serve as home for many of these people. It was a very sad and uncomfortable scene. We were very relieved to finally reach the head of the line and drive across the border. We were greeted by a uniformed US Border and Customs agent who asked where we’d been. We answered a few simple questions and showed him our passports. Not unexpectedly, he asked us to pull over into a lane for a little further inspection. We did so, and a very friendly Customs agent took a quick look into the ice chest we had in the truck. We had to toss out a couple packages of previously opened meat products which contained pork, and that was it. We were back in the good old USA. We drove over to the Super 8, checked in, and made our first telephone call in 2 months, to son Ken. It was great to hear his voice once again.

May 16-20, 2008 — Road trip home

We checked out of the Nogales motel around 9 am and headed north on I-19. The day was overcast, breezy and noticably cooler than we had become accustomed to in Mexico. As we neared Green Valley, just south of Tuscon, we contacted our Tuscon Sailing Club friend Herm on the cell phone and arranged to meet in the WalMart parking lot just off the freeway. We met Herm and his wife Olga just before noon and were greeted warmly by them. We shared with them details about the trip, and they gave us a pair of club T shirts from last year’s regatta. We climbed into their car and they treated us to lunch at a nearby Mexican restaurant where we told more stories.

After bidding them farewell, we resumed our drive north, but we didn’t go far. Just north of Tuscon we again stopped for a visit, this time with Marney, who was on board the chartered catamaran we met up with at Evaristo. The meeting with her was a little more difficult to accomplish, since the freeway through Tuscon is one big construction zone, with all on-ramps and exits closed. We were able to meet a few miles north of the city, at a coffee shop. We had a delightful visit, and hope to cross paths with Marney and her husband Dave again some day.

In the afternoon we drove the remaining distance to Chandler, for a layover visit with my sister and her family. During our visit there we dropped in on family members living in the area. We let my sister’s two boys have their pick from our seashell collection. I think those boys would stow away in the boat if given half a chance.

On Sunday morning we said our goodbyes and began the drive home in earnest. No more family visits, just 1500 miles of solid driving. I chose a different route home, heading up past Las Vegas and then north through eastern Nevada, on US 93. I enjoy traveling out of the way routes, and didn’t want to experience the California freeways again. The weather turned hot that day. The thermometer on the truck’s rear view mirror peaked out at 108 degrees as we skirted Las Vegas. It stayed over 100 degrees through much of eastern Nevada, and didn’t begin to drop down until late afternoon, as we started gaining in elevation. It was interesting, watching the vegetation transition from cholla and saguaro cactus north of Phoenix, to Joshua trees and creosote in the Kingman area, with sage brush and juniper establishing their dominance as we penetrated deeper into the Great Basin country of central Nevada.

We stopped for the day in the little mining town of Pioche NV. As is the case with many old mining towns, Pioche is located on a steep hillside, just off US 93. It was first settled during the Civil War, and was a rich silver mining district in its day. It had the reputation of being one of the toughest mining towns in the country, and supposedly, over 70 men were buried “with their boots on”, before the first resident died of natural causes. We found a nice little motel there, and had a good dinner at the only cafe in town.

Next day the temperature moderated as we continued our drive up US 93, through Ely, Wells, and the casino border town of Jackpot, just below the Idaho state line. Just north of Ely, we passed signs marking where the Pony Express trail had briefly linked east with west. In the afternoon we traveled through the plains of southern Idaho. We crossed the Snake River near Hagerman, and then linked up with I-84 for the final push west. We got past Boise around 6 pm, and drove on to the Oregon/Idaho border, stopping for the night at a motel in Ontario, OR.

The weather changed markedly on the final day’s drive of the trip. The air was cool and crisp, heavy gray clouds hung overhead. We passed through several rain showers, the first precipitation of any kind we’d experienced in over 2 months. As we passed over northeast Oregon’s Blue Mountains, the temperature dropped down to 48. A gusty wind kicked up, but the trailer tracked well and we had no problems. Shortly before noon we crossed the Columbia River near Hermiston. We were back in our home state, and on very familiar ground. The landmarks passed in accelerating succession: Benton City, Desert Aire, Hanford, Vernita Bridge, Vantage, George, Quincy and, around 3 pm, Wenatchee. Soon we were heading up our Wenatchee River Valley, noting the turbulent spring runnoff, with the river near flood stage. At 4 pm, having logged 1899 miles since leaving San Carlos, we arrived home, backed the boat up our driveway, and unhitched.

Postscript

We were gone 76 days, spent 60 days in Mexico, 57 of those on the water. We moored in marinas 12 days, spent another 7 days tied up for free at Mulege and Loreto, and anchored out a total of 38 nights. We never dragged once while at anchor. The sand bottoms there provided excellent holding, usually in less than 12 feet. Our trailered boat traveled 4,077 land miles, and we cruised 777 nautical miles on the Sea of Cortez. We averaged about 20 nautical miles on travel days. We burned an estimated 125 gallons of gas, for an overall trip average of 6.2 mpg. This figure includes miles traveled under power, sailing, and motor sailing. We used approximately 80 gallons of fresh water, not including water used for flushing the porta-potti and in the solar shower. That works out to about 10 gallons per week for the 2 of us, while out on the water. Daily high temperatures were typically in the mid 80’s to low 90’s, peaking at 96 while we were in La Paz. Night time temperatures were in a comfortable range, probably the high 60’s, on most nights. Water temperatures were in the mid 60’s during the early part of the cruise, and reached the low 70’s in most places during the last couple of weeks.

Problems on this trip were minimal, from start to finish. Breakage was limited to the lost boat trailer fender and rock chip on the truck’s windshield, during the drive south. There were no equipment failures associated with the boat. Outboard engine issues were limited to a clogged cooling water line, once, and a couple of mysterious slow starts toward the end of the trip on the 50 hp, and a stuck carberator float on the kicker motor. I had to drain seawater from the Wallas stove exhaust tube a couple of times, as a result of heeling under sail or motoring through sloppy seas. I also had to reconnect wires which had come loose. That was about it. Enjoyment of this trip was greatly enhanced by things working as they are supposed to.

We did lose a couple of items overboard, most notably a telescoping fish gaff, which got flipped out of its storage tube, clamped onto a stanchion, when I raised the mainsail one time. I also lost a couple small stainless hardware items overboard, but had spares in my tool kits.

We were significantly overstocked with food provisions, and will do a detailed “end of trip” inventory for comparison with our starting inventory. Hopefully, this will enable us to guage our food stocks a little more realistically, and reduce the number of food tubs we stow in the king berth. We anticipated our paper goods needs well, and had the right amount of paper plates, bowls, towel, and toilet paper rolls. I brought 3 gallons of mix oil, and used about 1 1/2 , so that worked out right. We only used a couple gallons of 100% mineral spirits stove fuel, and could have done without the 2 extra gallons we had along. Similarly, I seriously overestimated the number of propane cylinders. I thought we’d use one per week on the barbque and camp stove/oven, but in practise, we only drained 2 cylinders of propane on the entire trip. A few extras are needed in case the Wallas stove were to fail, but I had way too many along.

Improvements made in preparation for this trip more than proved their worth. The extra water capacity provided by the Plastimo water tank was critical in extending our range. The solar panel and Engel refrigerator worked beautifully, and allowed us to keep chilled staples, beverages, and condiments throughout the trip. The preventer lines I rigged for downwind sailing were used a number of times, and did their job of preventing an uncontrolled gybe on a couple of occasions. The sunshade tarp really helped cool the cockpit on hot afternoons, and we appreciated the ventilation provided by the Nicrovents I installed in the head and forward hatch cover. The new steering cable worked perfectly, and providing smooth steering and a good feel for the water. The single side band radio receiver was critical in providing us with accurate weather forecasts. We were well served by our charts and cruising guides.

Our advanced trip planning and preparation also served us well. We are indebted to members of the Tuscon Sailing Club who helped in answering our many questions. The effort I put into plotting waypoints and entering them into the GPS last winter greatly simplified route planning and navigation while we were out on the water.

Lack of Spanish language skills presented fewer problems than expected. A surprising number of people we interacted with had a working knowledge of English. Even when this wasn’t the case, we managed to get by, thanks in large part to the patience of the people we were trying to communicate with. I do intend on improving my Spanish before we go back down, though. I really would like to be able to engage in more small talk with these warm, friendly people.

Prior to this trip, the Sea of Cortez was full of mystery and uncertainties. We have now become somewhat familiar with her waters and springtime moods, and with some of the people who call her shores home. We thoroughly enjoyed this cruise on the Sea of Cortez, with every sight and experience being one of discovery for us. We hope we’ll be able to return and renew our relationship with this remarkable place in the not too distant future.

MacGregor 26X Power Sailor – Equipment List

Owners: Michael and Sandy Cecka
Macgregor 26X – 2002 model
Tow Vehicle: 22001 Chevrolet Silverado 2500 HD Duramax Diesel pickup
Standard Macgregor trailer modified with tandem axles and stainless steel disc brakes

Motors, dinghy and related equipment

  • 50 hp Nissan TLDI outboard
  • 3.5 hp Nissan two stroke outboard, carried on retractable motor mount on Mac transom
  • 10 foot Porta-Bote dinghy and oars
  • Towing bridle and floating tow line for dinghy
  • Clip on lines for raising dinghy while on the water
  • 12 gallon fuel tanks – 2 (24 gallons total)
  • Spare plastic gas cans: two 5 gallon, two 2.5 gallon, one 1 gallon (overall fuel capacity: 40 gallons)
  • Funnels and fuel siphon tube

Basic operating and safety equipment

  • 2 anchors rigged: 7.5 kg Bruce/20 feet chain, 200 feet rode; 10 lb Danforth/15 feet chain, 150 feet rode
  • 2 spare anchors (West Marine danforth knockoff & Hydrobubble plow type)
  • 4 life jackets (2 automatically inflatable)
  • Safety harness
  • Life Sling throwable rescue line
  • Radar reflector – Davis Echomaster
  • Hand bearing compass – Nexus 70 UN
  • Charts and cruising guides for Sea of Cortez
  • 4 fenders
  • 2 boat hooks
  • 500 foot shore tie line on reel
  • Miscellaneous lines and bungees
  • 2 Binoculars – West Marine Tahiti Waterproof 7X50/compass & 10X Bushnell, compact
  • Air horn and spare canisters
  • Docklines: two 25 feet, two 50 feet
  • Spotlight and flashlights (large lantern, 2 headlamps, 2 mini-mag lights)
  • Flares
  • Fire extinguisher
  • First aid kit
  • Mast raising pole
  • Whisker pole
  • Spare propeller
  • Spare winch handle
  • Hand bilge pump
  • Basic boat repair kits and tool set
  • Dodger, bimini, and full cockpit surround
  • Insect netting covers for forward hatch, cockpit hatch and cockpit surround
  • Boom tent sun shade
  • Snap in cockpit cushions, backrests, and loose cushions
  • 2 four inch Nicrovent solar fans
  • Solar shower
  • Flags – Mexican courtesy flag, US flag, Washington State flag and boat flag
  • Boat documents and manuals

Electronic Equipment, Cameras

  • Solar Panel – Sunsei, 65 watt
  • 12 volt ignition battery
  • 6 volt deep cycle golf cart house batteries – 2 in series
  • Battery combiner – West Marine Combiner 50, Model 143268
  • Battery charger – Guest Model 2611, 10 amp
  • DC Digital Meter – Blue Sea Systems
  • Inverter – Xantrex, 175 watt
  • Garmin 188 Sounder/GPS
  • E-Trex handheld GPS
  • 25 watt VHF radio, Standard Horizon Eclipse
  • Handheld VHF radio, West Marine VHF 150
  • Laptop computer – Micropro
  • Single sideband/short wave radio receiver – Sony ICF – SW7600GR
  • Cell phone – Samsung Verizon SCH-A650
  • AM/FM radio/CD player – Clarion XMD2
  • Digital Camera – Panasonic Lumix DMC-F25
  • Fan, portable, D cell powered
  • Hand held wind speed guage

Galley, Consumables

  • Water tanks – 30 gallon capacity
  • Collapsible 5 gallon water jug
  • 12 volt refrigerator/freezer – Engel MT35F-U1
  • Coleman 6 day 40 quart ice chest
  • Non-perishable foods in 10 plastic tubs – 8 week supply
  • Wallas 800 stove/heater
  • 100% mineral spirits stove fuel – 6 gallons
  • Barbeque – Magma, propane
  • Portable camp stove – Coleman, propane
  • Propane canisters – 10, externally stored
  • Collapsible camp oven
  • Cooking and eating utensils

Fishing, Swimming Gear

  • Fishing rods, reels and tackle box
  • Downrigger – Scotty
  • Gaff and landing net
  • Pole spear
  • Throw net
  • Underwater bait light
  • Filet knife and board
  • Snorkel gear – 2 sets

Personal, Miscellaneous

  • Clothing, stored in 2 duffel bags, extra totes
  • Sleeping bag – Travasak – spare sheets, pillows
  • Miscellaneous personal items
  • Laundry supplies
  • Beach umbrella
  • Folding chairs – 3
  • Reading books, cards
  • Music CD’s
  • Folding dock cart with wheels
  • Portable toilet – Sealand Sanipottie, 5 gallon holding tank, and supplies
  • Boat cleaning supplies
  • Conch horn

Adjusted List of Provisions for 2 month / 2 person Sailing Trip


Category Item Quantity
Crackers, Nuts, Cashews 2 quart bags
Snacks Honey roasted peanuts 2 quart bags
Cheese Nip crackers 2 quart bags
Wheat Thins crackers 2 quart bags
Triscuit crackers 2 quart bags
Pringles potato chips 1 can
Smoked oysters 2 tins
Trader Joe Sesame Sticks 1 bag
Honey Sesame snacks 1 bag
Sliced salami 2 pouches
Condiments, Salsa verde 1 can
Dressing, Spreads, Taco sauce 1 plastic bottle
Marinades & Oils Tartar sauce 1 plastic tub
Seafood cocktail sauce 1 bottle
Hot Chili Sesame Oil 2 bottles
Shrimp Newburg sauce 2 packets
Ranch dressing individual tubs 6 tubs
Dipping spices 1 jar
Dry sour cream mix 10 two person servings
Canola oil 1 24 oz bottle plus container
Popcorn oil 2 bottles
Marinades 1 bottle
Horseradish sauce 2 bottles
Dijon mustard 2 bottles
Minced onions 1 bottle
Mayonnaise 2 jars
Dill relish 1 jar
Peanut butter 2 jars
Jam 2 jars
Vinegar, white 1 bottle
Honey 1 24 oz bottle
Packaged Meats Salmon 2 packs
Tuna 4 packs
Chicken 6 packs
Entrees Mountain House frze dried dinners 10 packages
Mountain House vegetables 15 packages
Hormel meal tubs 10 tubs (5 meals for 2)
Pizza sauce and additives 2
Sliced pepperoni 1 pouch
Jiffy pizza crust mix 4 bags — 6.5 oz size
(cold trip) Box chili 4 meals for 2 persons
Side dishes Asian sides 4 pouches
Instant flavored potatoes 4 portions for 2 (split up)
Precooked Uncle Ben wild rice-dried 1 gallon bag
Angel hair pasta 4 two person servings
Dried brown rice – precooked, dried 1 gallon bag
(cold trip) Instant Cup of Soup 1 gallon bag full of envelopes
Dehydrated Foods Dried olives 1 quart bag
Sausage, hot Italian – dried 2 quart bags
Dried spaghetti sauce 4 two person servings
Dried green and red peppers, diced 2 quart bags
Dried green chilis 1 quart bags
Dried broccoli 1 quart bag
Dried green onions 1 quart bag
Dried Shitake mushrooms 1 quart bag
Toppings & Almond Accents 3 bags, 3 different flavors
Additives French’s Fried Onions 1 quart bag
Hormel Real Bacon bits 2 pouches
Dried Parmesan cheese 1 jar
Miscellaneous selected seasonings Plastic tub full
Fruit Dried fruit 8 bags
Dried huckleberries 1 quart bag
Applesauce tubs 16 tubs
Fruit tubs 20 tubs
Drinks Regular black tea bags 50 bags
Herbal tea 30 bags
Tasters Choice instant coffee 3 containers, 7 oz
(warm trip) Flavored coffee 4 tins
(cold trip) Flavored coffee 6 tins
Country Time lemonade mix 1 container
Milkman 1 quart packets 16 quarts
Splenda flavor packets 80 packets
Tang flavor packets 20 packets
Lemon juice 1 bottle
Lime juice 1 bottle
(cold trip) Spiced cider 10 packs
(cold trip) Swiss Miss hot chocolate 8 packs
(cold trip) Green tea 20 bags
Breakfasts Granola 2 gallon bags
(cold trip) Instant oatmeal 80 packs
(warm trip) Instant oatmeal 40 packs
Pancakes Mix for 2 breakfasts
Syrup 1 bottle
Honey Nut Cheerios 2 boxes (2 gallon bags)
All Bran cereal 3 boxes
Powdered eggs 1 quart bag (36 eggs)
Cookies, Bars, Ginger snaps 1 gallon bag
Desserts, Baking Vanilla wafers 1 gallon bag
Rice Crispie Treats 2 gallon bags (16 bars each)
(warm trip) Granola bars 1 gallon bag (20/bag)
(cold trip) Granola bars 2 gallon bags (40 bars)
Cheesecake instant pudding 4 four serving bags
Instant puddings, various flavors 4 four serving boxes
Krusteaz orange cinnamon coffee ck 2 bags
Bisquick mix 6 cups (4 meals)
Cornbread muffin mix 1 bag
Slimfast/milk packets 20 packets
Brown sugar 1 quart bag
Cinnamon sugar mix 1 container
Vanilla flavoring 1 bottle
Paper Goods, Paper towels 7 rolls
Foil etc. Paper plates, light, dinner size 1 pack, 150 plus storage rack
Small paper bowls 4 packs
Aluminum foil 1 heavy duty small roll
Freezer bags, gallon size 1 box
Freezer bags, quart size 3 boxes
Snack bags 1 box
Panty liners 1 bag
Cottonelle 2 packs
Kleenex individual packets 8 packets
Kleenex, regular size box 1 box
Face scrubs 1
Sponges 1 spare
Brita water pitcher spare element 1
Brita bottle filter replacements 3
(cold trip) Flexo clothes line 1
Disinfecting wipes 1
Fire starter stick 2
Toilet paper rolls 8 rolls