Catalina Farewell

Sparkling waters round Catalina abound,
No finer California Isle have we found. 
In an emerald green sea so crystal so clear
It's breath taking beauty became very dear.
 

Now while dawns new light prisms in the clouds,
Away we are running from the American crowds.
Rolling over the waves in bright sunshine we go,
Diesels thrumming, humming and pushing so.
 

Now a fine fair breeze rises up for us,
Set the spinnaker and fly at 7 knots plus.
The miles fall away in perfect harmony
With the wind and the waves and Sharon and me.
 

To Mission then Diego we are bound,
Provisions and repairs won't take long.
Visas and licenses - some paper to chase,
Then to Mexican waters we will race.