(Tues, Sept 13) Stop #1 on our way out of the bay and sailing south was Sausalito, CA. The Sausalito Yacht Club (SYC) warmly welcomed us and let us moor for free for one night because we’re reciprocal members with the Berkeley Yacht Club. While we hadn’t been away from home for very long, it was still nice to be able to take a warm shower in the clubhouse.
Sausalito Yacht Club – Great stop if you belong to a reciprocal yacht club,
(Wed, Sept 14) The next morning we motored further into the Sausalito Marina/Richardson Bay up to Schoonmaker Marina to see the folks at List Marine. They gave our engine a once over (or as I liked to call it, “a blessing” for the trip down to Mexico) and while the Capt’ talked engines with the mechanic I took a walk along the main road over to Mollie Stone’s supermarket because we forgot to grab dishwashing soap before we left and we were mighty low. It probably wasn’t more than a mile away and it didn’t take long for me to get there, but I was disappointed that the Sausalito Mollie Stone doesn’t provide a free shuttle service around the neighborhood like they do in most Bay Area locations. Not that I couldn’t walk back with my little soap purchase, but what if I’d had more to buy?? I guess they figure people in Sausalito are coming by car and not by foot like they typically do in San Francisco.
We wanted to shoot straight out of the gate first thing Thursday morning so we motored towards Horseshoe Bay, which is directly inside the gate. Got some great photos of the bridge (you can check out on my Flickr site…see pictures/thumbnails on the right-side of this page). After the hospitality of SYC, we docked right next to the Presidio Yacht Club and walked up to find it strangely empty and run down. Too bad; it’s got the best view. Such a shame to not be in use.
Presidio Yacht Club – like a ghost town.
We walked over to the small children’s museum on the other side of the parking lot and the attendant there let us use her phone to call the Presidio Yacht Club (we both forgot to grab ours on our walk over). The number went to a voicemail for Travis Marina (building next door…also empty and rundown) and we left a message. Later, we noticed someone pull up to Travis Marina, so Dave went in to see if it was all right for us to stay the night on the guest dock. The guy said he’d just received our voicemail and said we could stay for $30. We really didn’t want to pay that much, especially since there were no facilities: no power, no water, no internet and the Presidio Yacht Club bar was only going to be open the next night when we would already be gone. The dock seemed to be held together by a couple of beams and a prayer and although the Travis Marina guy assured us that it was plenty deep for us to stay through low tide, we pretty much ended up sitting on the mud later that night. The guy ended up dropping the price to $20 but we really only stayed because we were already there and didn’t have any other great idea about where to stay that close to the gate. Let’s just say we were glad to get out of there. Not a very nice place; although the trails in the area do have some great vista views of the bay, city and of course the Golden Gate Bridge.
View of GGB from the guest dock at the Presidio Yacht Club.