4am, we are starting the motor, putting it into reverse, pulling the throttle, and the boat does not move. It turned out that we had a very low tide that morning and the boat was stuck in the mud a solid foot and a half. Blame the harbour master for giving us a slip which grounded us, but also blame us for not double-checking the tide charts. Oliver was so upset about this latest mishap that he decided to get a car and drive home. We all respected his decision. - We again looked at what we could do and were relieved that the weather forecast started to look much better if we would stay close to shore. It is quite funny, it spoke about 20 knots of wind and 10-foot seas (which would have scared me quite a bit going out of the Golden Gate 2 weeks ago) but now we thought "ah, piece of cake!". So we left at 11ish and then actually had a very nice, smooth ride all day long. We even set the spinnaker wing-on-wing, a novelty, and enjoyed the ride along the dreaded Point Arena. In the night we decided that we did not need to have Bodega Bay as a security option and headed straight for Point Reyes, another cape where the weather normally is wilder than along the straight coastlines.