My parents, Mary and Lynn, came to visit us in San Diego. Since they arrived around lunch time, we headed out to our favorite local Mexican food place, Los Panchos, in National City for some carne asada burritos. That afternoon we got Astraea secured for sea and underway, bound for Point Loma Marina. Mom and Dad got to do plenty of spoiling Sullivan all day.

We arrived that evening and I found out that the engine driven compressor wasn’t working anymore. I need to troubleshoot the system to find the problem. I hope all I need to do is replace the refrigerant.

On the 4th Dad and I put up the dress ship flags. We also hooked up to shore power to keep our food cold because the engine compressor wasn’t working. That afternoon we hosted a 4th of July BBQ and had friends from Coconutz, Una Vida and Wind Watcher aboard. I also had a few Navy friends, Chris and Clay, over too.

The fireworks were anticlimactic. We saw the entire show that was scheduled to shoot from the Shelter Island barge go off in 20 seconds. The show was splendid and I thought, “Wow they really do fireworks right in San Diego.”  What I didn’t know was that there was a computer malfunction that caused all the fireworks to go off at once.

We made the trip back in light air conditions flying just the jib and sailing downwind. We matched speed pretty well with Coconutz flying their main.