We begun our descent into hazy LAX basin a few miles past Point Mugu. My passenger
was a bit concerned, because we were not able to spot Santa Monica through the haze.
Welcome to the LA definition of VFR!! The rest was uneventful. We took a cab to the
Marina and boarded our yacht. A few others have arrived later in the evening.

Next morning, before we sailed off, a small episode set an ominous sign for the trip: Our
Hunter had a hutch over a shower cabin. We kept it open to vent the stale air in the yacht when
a Blue Heron landed on the spread and... dropped its entire dinner into our shower. The sound
of incredible, as if a basket full of water would have been spilled! The smell was atrocious.
However we were lucky that this happened in the shower cabin, which we could simply flush clean!