The Pyramid, my fave building, was enjoying the late afternoon sunshine, as was the Bank of America building, which I like also.
The financial district towers were all enjoying the late sunshine.
Winds were variable in the lee of the city, but some gusts were very strong and blasted us with some strong acceleration. We were soon approaching the Ferry Building where the clock read 5:20 pm.
Off to port, this traditional old ketch, probably a woodie, was also heading for the A-B span...
....the steering station of the boat being under a hard cover over part of the cockpit. The boat may be a motorsailer with an inside steering station as well.
This lovely sailboat came out of the south bay, flying jib only...
... and seeming to have a solo skipper on board. In the background, the lovely lighthouse on Yerba Buena Island, and a hotel in the east bay hills.
The Bay Bridge was basking in the late afternoon sunshine.
We sailed under the A-B span where winds were light and then came about and headed back to the north, getting blasted by the gusts and finally falling off to head for the lee side of Angel Island, taking spray, and keeping the camera protected in the aft locker.
We soon arrived in the lee of Angel Island, and headed up toward Raccoon Straits, watching as the city gradually disappeared past Pt. Blount. A sailboat was anchored out in the lee of the island.
We began beating toward the east mouth of the straits, where a sailboat was heading downwind and in the west, clouds were overlying the hills of Sausalito.
As we approached Ayala Cove, we could see three sailboats tied up at the buoy field.
An older Ericson, was sailing down the straits-- she has a fractional rig with the forstay not going to the top of the mast.
She seemed to have a two-person crew aboard.
The marina in Ayala Cove had a few boats still tied up at the docks.
The sailboats were brilliantly illuminated by the strong late sunshine.
After a few tacks, we were heading out of the straits and the city began to be visible again past Pt. Stuart.
Another Ericson sailboat was now heading into the straits from the west...
... her crew enjoying the late sunshine.
We sailed toward the gate on starboard tack close reach for a while as the buildings on the west side of the island were basking in the late sunshine.
I was tempted to continue on toward the gate, but anticipated being clobbered by strong winds and so decided to fall off and head for home port.
ADVENTURE CAT, our old pal, passed to port, on her way to the gate for her sunset sail...
... with good number of passengers aboard...
...including a couple that were taking a photo of ANTICIPATION as we passed each other.
The CALIFORNIA HORNBLOWER was steaming around the bay on a dinner and sunset cruise.
Alcatraz was in part sun and shadow as we sailed past her southern shore.
The city was also in partial sun and shadow as we approached home port.
The cruise ship named THE WORLD was still tied up on the west side of pier 35. This is a private condo cruise ship with untis that one can purchase or rent and sail around the world in luxury.
Winds along the shore were in the 20-25 knot range and blasting the flags on the end of pier 39.
We sailed into the lee of pier 35 to douse sails and ready for landing, then motored around the pier toward the marina entrance, watching the sun drop into some fog blobs in the west.
We motored into the marina and landed fine in the light ebb current. On the dock across the way, a seabird was just standing there in the light of dusk.
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