Sunrise snooze |
Up at 2:30 AM and we are
on our way at 3:00AM. No other boats have left yet. So unusual for us
to be the first to leave. Shortly after we get underway I get hailed
on the radio by a third boat that is heading out at the same time.
“Truant”, asks to accompany us. Good to have another boat with
us. Relatively calm for the first hour or so until we get a couple
miles off the coast. The wind picks up and we all put out our head
sails. Even though we are close together I start to notice their
running lights and mast running lights are occasionally disappearing.
Then I realize we are getting some pretty significant swells from the
north, but they are far enough apart in the dark that they are barely
noticeable. The wind picks up out of the southeast and we have waves
rolling in from the opposite direction of the swells, we are bouncing
around pretty good. Pitch, roll and yawl is getting to be a little
too much for Linda's ginger root and she has to resort to the
prescription stuff.
"Departure" in the distance |
The first time in years.
Once day light comes, the swells look pretty impressive and we have a
wet ride from the waves from the south. We all make pretty good
progress, but the wind starts to turn more on our nose and we drop
the sails for the last hour or so, to the entrance to Bimini. We
arrive at Brown's Marina around 12:30 PM. I am very happy Tom and
Marketa talked us into leaving early. Boats that arrived later in
the afternoon, who left around 6:00 AM had a much harder time getting
across with the wind shifting to the east. Chris Parker's weather
window crossing forecast evaporated on us.
We three pull in to
Brown's marina on North Bimini one at a time. The current is running
pretty fast here and it can be rather difficult coming and going at
anything other than slack tide. Lucky for us we had lots of hands
helping as we come plowing into the dock somewhat out of control,
could have been very ugly. Truant comes in last, a little more
graceful than us.
Up goes the yellow
Quarantine Flag while I go to Customs and Immigration to clear into
the Bahamas and pay our cruising fees. Crew (Linda) can't leave the
boat until we are cleared in. Once that is done the yellow flag comes
down and the Bahamian courtesy flag goes up.
I thought I had run our
Macerator pump while crossing, but with all the noise from the boat
motion I did not realize that the Macerator pump was not working.
What is a Macerator pump ? It purees our poop from the holding tank
and sends it over board once we are in open waters. On Lake Champlain
it has to be completely disconnected and rendered unusable for
obvious reasons. We have pump out
facilities available on the
whole east coast so I did not
reconnect the plumbing and electrical switch until yesterday. It has
not been run since our last trip off the lake two years ago. Anyways,
we are at the dock with a full tank and a non-functioning
method to empty it. This isn't
going to be fun. We have dock side bathrooms so to quote Scarlett
Ohara ! “I'll think about that tomorrow.
... After all... tomorrow
is another day.” in
other words,
MaƱana
!
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