It’s been a long, slow week filled with sunburn, storms, laundry, a few mishaps, and some work on the boat. I finally got around to resealing the chain plates, and I got them done just in time.
Dragging Anchor Again
There was another really bad storm early last week. It didn’t last as long as the one we had last month, but the winds were really strong. The Turtle dragged anchor again, along with 4 other boats. But this time I was ready!
I still haven’t found a new place to stow the secondary anchor, so it’s just sitting right on deck. I ran to the bow and quickly tossed it in. The line was feeding out so fast that I got a good rope burn on my hand.
After a few failed attempts at tying it on the cleat, I had a feeling that I was just going to wind up hurting my hand. Finally, I just wrapped it around the cleat a few times and the boat came sudden stop as the anchor bit. We were swinging towards the shore only about 45 feet from the mangroves.
When I got back to the cockpit the dinghy had actually flipped over from the waves and everything inside was floating away. I was able to quickly grab one of the vests, one oar, and the pump, but everything else drifted into the mangroves.
About an hour later when the storm finally stopped I was able to paddle the dinghy over with one oar and get the life vest and the second oar that were still in the mangroves. The only casualties, this time around was my old flip flops and the compass cover.
Thanks to dragging we’re in a new spot where the holding seems to be much better. Another much rougher storm hit early the following morning and we didn’t budge an inch. We’re also much closer to the dock.
Adventures At Work
A few days after the storm it was still a little windy out, and I had a jet ski tour. About half way through the tour we had to shut both skis down because they had sucked up some sea grass that was floating on the surface. One of the skis wouldn’t start back up, because the voltage on the battery had dropped.
While we were waiting for my boss to deliver a new battery to us out on the water, we towed the broken down ski to get us to a spot where were more protected from the wind. Luckily there weren’t too many people out on the water. This was one of those few times that the one boat we saw in the Wheel Ditch was actually nice enough to slow down.
I Came Out Here By Choice
The following morning I had an Eco tour and luckily conditions had calmed down. That afternoon a friend of mine came down with a few friends to go snorkeling. Since I didn’t have another trip and there was an extra seat I went with them.
Winds were already picking up by the time I got back from my Eco tour. By the time we got out to the reef we were in steady steep 3 footers. Not horrible if you’re going diving, but pretty rough conditions for snorkeling in.
The First Mate Is Up To New Tricks
Like most dogs, Sparky can tell when I’m getting ready to be leaving. His new thing is to go lay in his doggie bed which is in the master cabin. I guess he thinks if he’s in there I can’t close the door, so therefore I can’t leave him.
The photo above is from the other day when I ate breakfast before work. I guess I wasn’t supposed to be able to stand up with him in my lap. It was worth a shot since the doggie bed thing doesn’t seem to be working out.