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LA Times Sunday January 2, 2005 L4 CATALINA, WHEN IT'S HUSHED AND UNRUSHED

Island Enterprises, Inc.. and Island Navigation, Co., Inc., have been two of the major sponsors of the Congressional Cup, since 2003. The most recent Congressional cup celebrated in April 2006 also had the sponsorship of the Catalina Island Shoreboats. The shoreboats provide transportation from the Long Beach Yacht Club to the spectator boats and back. All Shoreboats in use during the race are operated by trained and certified Captains and deckhands. Island Enterprises, Inc.. and Island Navigation Co., Inc., take pride in promoting and supporting youth sailing.

Below the Surface


With peace, quite and a new hotel, an off-season island visit proves truly relaxing. The downside:
less-than-stellar service.
By Robin Rauzi Times Stuff Writer









BELOW THE SURFACE: On Island Enterprises Inc., submarine, passengers can see swaying forest of ladder kelp and California's "state marine fish" the garibaldi.

Avalon, Santa Catalina Island

It was impossible to secure even a towel sized plot of sand on Catalina the first time I visited on a labor day weekend some years back, Avalon's visitors were shoulder -to-sunburned-shoulder on the beach. The main drag was a cart traffic jam. It was a festive end-of-summer scene, but like any crowded party, it was more exhausting than rejuvenating. The Catalina I discovered on mid November hardly seemed like the same Island. Even on a warm and clear Sunday afternoon, the was room to breath deeply. The long shadow of palm trees starched uninterrupted along the beach toward Avalon Bay. It was so quiet that you could hear the webbed feet of seagulls slapping against the wood as they paced the empty green Pleasure Pier. Catalina Adventure Tour was hawking tickets for the afternoon submarine tour. Below deck on the bright yellow Nautilus, a video monitor showed high-tech graphics as if we would boarded the USS Enterprise. The "STAR TREK" -esque recorded spiel, clearly created for the youngest, most enthusiastic passengers, was out of step with our sedate crowd. But after "Dive! Dive! Dive!" we slipped "one-point-six feet" under the surface, and the Pacific offered its own quieter special effects. Swaying forests of ladder Kelp which can grow up to two feet a day glowed yellow in the sunlight flirting through the clear water. Kelp bass dared between the flat leaves. Hundreds of well-trained opal eye fish crowded the sides of the sub to catch :torpedoes: of food shot from our craft, and out in lovers Cove marine preserves, California's "state marine fish," the garibaldi, made a striking impression, deep orange against the blue water. The submarine despite any initial misgivings, wound up mom's favorite part of the weekend.