Our second day on Catalina was a “Tale of Two Harbors” to borrow from Dickens, though a much more upbeat tale. We began by joining our sailor friends for an 8am breakfast on the Avalon waterfront, where I used my bleary eyes to snap this fuzzy pic with my phone.
462 Avalon Morning
An hour later we were motoring out of that harbor on their sailboat, looking back on a day’s additions to our collection of magical memories here, and back on a yellow submarine.
-
0552 Looking Back
I was keeping a close eye on those clouds off to the right in the direction of the airport, but we were prepared to spend another night if we couldn’t take off. There were lots of interesting sights along our slow trip toward Two Harbors, and I especially liked all the sea caves and this apparently natural tunnel through a rock promontory.
0630 Pirate Tunnel
Surely pirates once used such an intriguing hideout. Further along we surprised these rock faces high above the water.
0650 Stony Surprise
At about the halfway point of our water journey to the village of Two Harbors, we passed this point off the end of the runway where Tripp waited just inland and 1600 feet above. Was she in those clouds, above them, in an opening big enough for us to comfortably take off? We thought and talked for a moment and then decided, “We’re happy now – why worry when we can enjoy this great view?” 🙂
0662 Little Worry Point
Just before noon we turned the corner into Isthmus Cove and there to greet us in the bright sun was yesterday’s schooner Tole Mour. A few minutes later with the boat safely moored our merry foursome came ashore at this little sheltered island paradise.
0797 On The Beach
After a nice lunch we strolled across the narrow isthmus between the two villages to the other harbor that gives this its name. Looking at the clouds flirting with the hills I knew there would be similar clouds blowing toward the airport from across the open Pacific.
0782 Catalina Harbor
Nonetheless we headed in to the water for a delightful hour of snorkeling! In my next post, I’ll tell you about our decision on whether to take the last bus up to Tripp and take a chance on spending the night in our tent there with her. The option of staying on the boat with our friends in sunny Two Harbors was very attractive, but what if the next day were worse and we ended up in our tent for several weeks?
John & Anne Wiley 
You must be logged in to post a comment.