I'm sitting here in the cockpit under the makeshift anchor light, proving that I can't really touch type. I need enough light to be able to almost see the keynoard. The anchor light, a really cool little
Yesterday morning I fueled up the dinghy and went down to pick up my brother John at the governament dock on the south shore of
Louise and I headed back out the bay, then up the small boat channel to Frying Pan Island, where we discovered that there was not enough water for Dragon to get into the dock at the Marina/Grocery/Liquor Store. How we figured that out is left as an exercise for the reader. Louise did a masterful job of managing the boat out in the channel while I dinghied in for supplies. We then went on to a nearby anchorage recommended by Harley, a guy who had dropped by the boat for a beer while we were at
I need to clean the BBQ soon. Last night was pork chops and tonight was steak, both accompanied by great
Louise is really getting the hang of the anchor thing. So often you see people come into an anchorage and create a flap in the process of anchoring. It is wonderful to come in and look like pros without a lot of shouting.
This morning we set off at the crack of nine, back out into the big bay. The east side of
We drove into the inlet along another couple of miles of small boat channel. I never saw less than 12 feet on the depth sounder, but there was a lot of careful chart monitoring. If I am going to do a lot of this, then I really want a pedestal mounted plotter. It was so much easier out in the Bay, with nobody around for miles, and no rocks around for miles. Once we got out we saw nothing except a bulk carrier ship inbound to
We anchored off the north side of
Today's big wildlife moment was right out in the bay. We were well offshore to avoid some scary looking rocks, probably about eight miles out. It was hazy enough and the shore is flat enough that there was nothing visible in any direction except water. A beautiful and huge Monarch Butterfly suddenly flapped into the cockpit, flitted around for a bit and decided to move on. It was last seen headed NW. The sun was bright and the orange of the wings was incredibly vivid.
It's probably time to quit. The spiders are fighting for ownership of my computer.
Still having fun,
PS I have combined these trip reports into a web version,
for those who are really keen to read the installments again, or for
those I forgot to add to the list until more recently. The
It may not be completely up to date.