Wednesday, April 11, 2012

April 7, 2012.

Here we go again. After 3 nights of hiding near Great Sale Cay (There were no sales) we once again set off on what we hoped would be a favorable window.

The day before we met some new folks who were headed home along the same route. We like to sail and it's not unusual for us to watch everyone else motor over the horizon because “this sailing shit” is taking too long. So I was pretty happy when they explained how when their engine shit the bed last year in Nassau they decided to stay in the Bahamas and went everywhere under sail alone. They even told the story of tacking 50 times against the wind and current to get up into the anchorage at Staniel Cay. Kindred sailing spirits, I'm psyched.

We pulled the hook and once again found ourselves sailing back towards the states. We sailed from 0830 until 2330 and only covered 60 miles. The wind was light and almost directly behind us. At 0930 our buddy boat called on the VHF and told us it was too slow and they were gonna start the engine. So much for kindred sailing spirits. After 1 hour they had had enough and motored over the horizon.

As we left the bank the wind completely died. Unfortunately, there was a long slow 6 foot swell outta the north. With the swell bucking into the Gulf Streams north flowing current there was a bit o' rollin' goin' on. Motor only and not enough wind to leave some sail up to stabilize the boat. It made for a loooong night.

We arrived in the port of Cape Canaveral at 1300 hours.

There are 2 lift bridges and a lock to negotiate before gaining access to the ICW. Once we reached the ICW we turned north and covered 15 more miles to Titusville.

Titusville is one of the cities that have filled the surrounding waters with moorings. There’s not really much going on in Titusville. It's just that its a convenient place to stop south of the Mosquito Lagoon. There were a half dozen boats on the 50 or 60 moorings while everyone else anchored around the periphery. What a waste of moorings. We anchored out in the cheap seats with everybody else and after eating collapsed into a well deserved rest.


Deb said...

I know you can never tell what you're going to do till you're actually in the situation, but I certainly hope we're one of the kindred spirits. We hate to motor and we strive to sail on and off the anchor in the lake. We can't sail onto the dock where we are because we would give all the other small boat owners a heart attack, but it's our goal to be able to do that as much as possible. Hope we get to test that soon!

S/V Kintala

S/V Veranda said...

Deb, truth be told...we may be a little fanatical

Deb said...

I like fanatical :)

S/V Kintala