CATALINA VICE

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The Crossing

26 miles of open Pacific between the mainland and paradise. No traffic. No rules. Just the sound of twin engines and salt spray. Catalina Vice was born on that crossing — the moment you leave everything behind and the island appears on the horizon. This is what we live for.

Two people at the helm of a speedboat, arms raised, celebrating the crossing to Catalina

The Island

Avalon Harbor. The Casino. Luau Larry's. If you know, you know. Catalina Island is 26 miles off the coast and a million miles from reality. Tie up in the harbor, hit the town, pour one more round, and dance until they throw you out.

Avalon Harbor
Turquoise water, boats rafted up, the starting line for every good story
The Casino
The island's iconic landmark — visible from every approach by sea
Luau Larry's
Where Wiki Wackers flow and nobody leaves early
Guy in yellow rubber duck hat holding Clase Azul tequila in Avalon Harbor
Two guys celebrating outside Luau Larry's bar in Avalon
Group of friends at scenic overlook above Catalina Island harbor
The Fleet
#29

The orange and purple beast that started it all. Number 29 doesn't just cross to Catalina — she attacks it. Flame graphics, race-bred hull, and enough horsepower to make the dolphins nervous. If you've seen her in the harbor, you already know.

Join the Crew

This isn't a brand. It's a way of life.
Full throttle. No apologies.
See you on the water.