It was a front page article in Wednesday's SF Examiner (really bad
afternoon paper). Here's what I remember from it:
The guy (24 years old, sailing for 8 years) started sailing at Crissy
at 4:30PM Monday. He was out by the north tower when his mast broke.
It was really foggy so noone could see him and it was ebbing hard, at
around 5 knots. He said before he knew it he was under the bridge and
heading out to the Farralones. He sounds like he really had his head
together because he quickly dumped his rig and knew that the current
would switch to a flood at 7:30PM. He was carried out ~6 miles by then.
He was just swimming with his board at this time.
The cruise ship must have nearly run him over, since they did not see
him, but some passengers heard him yelling, so they threw over a bunch
of life preservers, called the Coast Guard, and kept going.
He said he heard the rescue boats and helicopters, but could not signal
them, and they could not see him because of the fog and darkness.
He paddled, guided by those annoying fog horns on the Golden Gate, and
eventually ended up around Pt. Bonita (?) around 10:15PM. It took him
another hour and a half to find somewhere to land safely. He didn't
want to "go through all that paddling, then get pulverised on some
He had bruised arms (from paddling), a sore neck (from keeping his head
up, I guess), and some frostbite on his toes, but was basically alright.
I think he said something like it was a good humbling experience for him,
and that he'd be sure to carry flares and a whistle in the future, but
no hint at all about not going out the next day.
This is what the Examiner says. How close to the truth, I don't know.
Stanford Aerospace Robotics Lab
Mistral Energy, Hi-Tech 8'6", WindWings, flares, and a whistle