Two months later
“Your car was here all through the night”, explained the security guard at the marina. I use it for storage I said to which he replied “you’re not sleeping on the boat at night?” Sleeping on the boat I said. Our cover was blown so off to the bargain hotel by the interstate. We didn’t sleep any better but we picked up an interesting odor on our clothing. The next night, our last, after parking away from the boat we crawled in careful not to raise the ire of the guard. It was home, relatively free and odor free.
Last day we provisioned, washed the decks, filled up 150 gallons of water, scraped grounding plates, picked up an Hawaiian sling, did laundry and while all 26++ tons of Steadfast hung in the lift I laid under and put the bottom paint on the spots that were under the support blocks.
Marinas mean long hot showers and endless electricity but leaving them means another world awaits. One where tides and current share the same sentence with wind and weather. Pelicans and Osprey vie for attention. Anchorage’s become peaceful oasis’s in the lee of the wind and waves.
Our last two anchorages have been of Pulpit Harbor quality. Meaning that below deck at night you hardly feel any movement. This too will change but for now we sleep well.
We will wait out an approaching storm here in Peck Lake through Saturday morning and then make our way down to Lake Worth where we will hopefully connect with some old friends. With an eye towards the winds it looks like a week or more before they turn from the South and a crossing.
(You can track us using the link at the end of the first post. Make sure that you press the play button at the bottom to advance our location)
Our chart shows the boat icon upper left in our position in the yard...not to scale
The last of the underwater projects
Sheri in the cockpit getting ready to leave the marina and returning from leaving the car in the long-term parking lot for Ken and Mel to pick up in February… Thanks guys
View from the deck of the boat in the yard showing Sheri’s car right behind us and a 75 ton boatlift being constructed
A picnic on an ICW island and behind the lone Palm tree where we went to the beach is Peck Lake and our anchorage
Anchor lights reflecting on the calm water while we hear the roaring surf just 100 yards away
Last day we provisioned, washed the decks, filled up 150 gallons of water, scraped grounding plates, picked up an Hawaiian sling, did laundry and while all 26++ tons of Steadfast hung in the lift I laid under and put the bottom paint on the spots that were under the support blocks.
Marinas mean long hot showers and endless electricity but leaving them means another world awaits. One where tides and current share the same sentence with wind and weather. Pelicans and Osprey vie for attention. Anchorage’s become peaceful oasis’s in the lee of the wind and waves.
Our last two anchorages have been of Pulpit Harbor quality. Meaning that below deck at night you hardly feel any movement. This too will change but for now we sleep well.
We will wait out an approaching storm here in Peck Lake through Saturday morning and then make our way down to Lake Worth where we will hopefully connect with some old friends. With an eye towards the winds it looks like a week or more before they turn from the South and a crossing.
(You can track us using the link at the end of the first post. Make sure that you press the play button at the bottom to advance our location)
Anchor lights reflecting on the calm water while we hear the roaring surf just 100 yards away
You are having another wonderful adventure - even breaking some rules! Love following. We have a new boat, now and took her on a maiden voyage yesterday- just for two hours in our local waters. She runs well.
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