A crazy phenomenon with water is the swell. I’ve recently learned and am experiencing first hand how a storm a thousand miles away can affect a local coastline.
There has been a nasty piece of weather brewing off the pacific north west coast near Washington state for the past few days. Even with my shaky grasp of geography I know there is nothing between that lovely region and me but lots of ocean.
Fortunately, the bay at Ensenada is extremely well protected, so we are in no danger. But I wouldn’t want to go sailing today.
The swell from the northern storm has been traveling south unchecked by land and the grib files are reporting waves reaching TWENTY FIVE feet. Cool. The majority of the wave action is a bit off the coast, but enough energy has made its way into the bay to send waves crashing on the marina sea wall and throwing spray into the air beyond it.
The marina is hazy with the salt mist in the air. I’ve been entertaining myself standing in my cockpit in nearly flat water watching the tops of the breaking waves clear the sea wall. Makes me think of a roller coaster ride, you know you’re perfectly safe but the thrill of “what if” is there.
My photos from inside the marina stink. But you should get the idea of what we’re seeing from the images below taken from a point around the corner. They show the ocean side of the seawall. The wall is at least twenty feet tall and normally all but the base is dry.