Friday, January 30, 2009
Go Cart Tour of Great Turtle Cay
What fun today was. We rented a golf cart for 35.00 and shared it with people on board Agapi.
They have a little dog Daisy and Daisy got to come out for half the trip. We went down to Plymouth and bought some Coconut bread and some bananas. There are two grocery stores and the prices on all the items are about double what we would pay in Canada. There was a beautiful Art Gallery called the Lowe Gallery and the artists family have been here for 7 generations.
Empire Loyalists came here to escape persecution from the Revolutionist in America. Maybe that is why we had to drive the golf cart on the left side of the road. :)
Tonight we are invited to Agapi and we will have a visit with Bob and Connie from Meredith. We are planning to have dinner at 7:30 pm and eat up our dock fees. The weather is moving west and the front is expected tonight. I think the Captain is planning another day here. (Oh goody).
They have a little dog Daisy and Daisy got to come out for half the trip. We went down to Plymouth and bought some Coconut bread and some bananas. There are two grocery stores and the prices on all the items are about double what we would pay in Canada. There was a beautiful Art Gallery called the Lowe Gallery and the artists family have been here for 7 generations.
Empire Loyalists came here to escape persecution from the Revolutionist in America. Maybe that is why we had to drive the golf cart on the left side of the road. :)
Tonight we are invited to Agapi and we will have a visit with Bob and Connie from Meredith. We are planning to have dinner at 7:30 pm and eat up our dock fees. The weather is moving west and the front is expected tonight. I think the Captain is planning another day here. (Oh goody).
We are here finally!
Monday January 26, 2009
Dance of the Lord
Our adventure has begun. Today we headed out to the islands. We had a good start in the morning and decided to head for Great Sale Cay pronounced Key as my husband keeps telling me. The distance was about 50 miles and it would take the better part of the day to get there. The weather was sunny and light wind on the nose. We decided to heck with it we would steer a bit off course to the north so we could sail. We shut off the engine and it was like heaven to move threw those turquoise waters to a light breeze. After a brief reality check we decided we needed to get the motor on again to make any time. We started to head out again under power and low and behold the exhaust was not spewing any water.
We drifted for a while and as Dick repaired the problem I contemplated all our options. As we were adrift in the ocean we had a month or so supply of food on board and a set of sails to direct us one way or the other so the paralysis of being engine less in the Bahamas began to diminish. I was still having to pinch myself periodically to come back to reality to acknowledge that we were really here. It all seemed so surreal and we were alone again and heading forward to our destination. There is not US Boat Tow to come and get you. Dick managed to get the problem under control again and we made it to our anchorage at Great Sale Cay by about 4:30 pm. Much to our surprise the anchorage was full of boats we know. Meredith and Agapi were boats we had crossed the Gulf Stream with and the couple who's water hose we had disengaged was here and a couple from Mystic, CT (Elizabeth Rose)
that we had meet at the pool in West End were here as well. Dick took off to be the Prince of the Anchorage and say hi to everyone. I was in the middle of making bread and decided to stay on board. Although the engine at times has been such a source of irritation to Dick I myself have been in the privileged position of only observing the frustration. When he left it was a perfect opportunity to break out in the Dance of the Lord. I am so thankful to be here and it is still like a dream to me. My joy is bubbling over but I will try to let a little out at a time (like my pressure cooker). Everything is so beautiful. No bugs, fantastic sunsets and I cannot figure out what did I ever do to deserve all this.
The stars were so bright last night and I slept like a baby.
Tuesday January 27, 2009
I slept so well it was hard to wake up. The anchorages was so calm and peaceful it was like being tied to a dock. I made Breakfast and when we popped our head out we found almost all the boats that were here had moved on. The only one left was Elizabeth Rose. They ding hied over to say hi and when they were leaving his out board would not start so they rowed back and fixed their engine. Dick and I took off to the beach on the west shore of Great Sale Cay. Apparently there has been some disaster here as there was a ruins by the beach. There was lots of dried coral on the beach but not any intact shells that were salvageable. I found a couple of glass bottles. I invited Lorraine and Mike from Elizabeth Rose to join us later in the day. Dick did some maintenance on the water system and so hopefully we are good to go. Our plan tomorrow it to head to Allan Pensacola 30 miles which is about half way to Green Turtle Cay our first settlement we will visit.
Wednesday January 28, 2009
The wind was a bit brisk today and we were able to sail only part way as it was on the nose again. The prevailing winds seem to come from the east and of course that is the direction we are basically heading. The sun is shining and the temperature is warm. I still have to keep pinching myself to prove I am in the Bahamas. What makes a nice day sail is about thirty miles and then anchor and rest and make the rest of the passage the next day. There are a few boats at the anchorages at Allan Pensacola but we decide to take the anchor to the beach. When we get near the shore there is a couple from North Carolina who give us local history. The kids on the boat beside us have taken all the beach junk that washes up and make a scene out of it. There is a huge umbrella and table and chair and a gingham plastic table cloth. The have been fishing for conch all day and have a pile on the beach. Tomorrow we are heading for Green Turtle Cay.
Thursday January 29, 2009
The wind picked up overnight and we have to head to Green Turtle Cay. The distance is not that far and we are able to sail with the Genoa part of the way. The concern about getting to the anchorage at Green Turtle is the depth of water at the mouth of the anchorage. We need to get there at high tide. This of course creates a little stress and the velocity of the wind on the nose does not make it any better. There is a cold front expected for Friday so Green Turtle Cay is a logical choice for good protection. We radio Bob on Meredith to see if they are still there and they answered. There was a cruiser that left and he recommended the White Sound Anchorage was the only one that was deep enough for our draft.
When we arrive the anchorage was full, we tried to set our hook but it has a weed bottom and they do not always set. When we got here Bob and Connie ding hied out to tell us to try to find a patch of sand and drop the anchor on that. We had already radioed the resort and were getting a dock at Green Turtle Marina/Resort. The deal here is you pay for your dock 70.00 for our size boat and then they take the dock age fee off whatever you eat in the Restaurant. The menu for the evening was a buffet. There is a
couple we meet at West End on a Trawler named Mystic Moon and they were here and had another couple that they wanted us to meet. They asked us to come by their boat about 6:00 pm. John use to own Griffin Boat Brokerage and his friend use to sell for him in Nova Scotia. The Buffet was delicious and the first time I have eaten grouper. Back to canned food in a few days. There is wifi here but apparently it just went down before we arrive!!!!!!!!!!!!! I manage to get one off to our moms. The rest will have to wait. As so often happens in the Bahamas no work, no problem, chill mon.
Dance of the Lord
Our adventure has begun. Today we headed out to the islands. We had a good start in the morning and decided to head for Great Sale Cay pronounced Key as my husband keeps telling me. The distance was about 50 miles and it would take the better part of the day to get there. The weather was sunny and light wind on the nose. We decided to heck with it we would steer a bit off course to the north so we could sail. We shut off the engine and it was like heaven to move threw those turquoise waters to a light breeze. After a brief reality check we decided we needed to get the motor on again to make any time. We started to head out again under power and low and behold the exhaust was not spewing any water.
We drifted for a while and as Dick repaired the problem I contemplated all our options. As we were adrift in the ocean we had a month or so supply of food on board and a set of sails to direct us one way or the other so the paralysis of being engine less in the Bahamas began to diminish. I was still having to pinch myself periodically to come back to reality to acknowledge that we were really here. It all seemed so surreal and we were alone again and heading forward to our destination. There is not US Boat Tow to come and get you. Dick managed to get the problem under control again and we made it to our anchorage at Great Sale Cay by about 4:30 pm. Much to our surprise the anchorage was full of boats we know. Meredith and Agapi were boats we had crossed the Gulf Stream with and the couple who's water hose we had disengaged was here and a couple from Mystic, CT (Elizabeth Rose)
that we had meet at the pool in West End were here as well. Dick took off to be the Prince of the Anchorage and say hi to everyone. I was in the middle of making bread and decided to stay on board. Although the engine at times has been such a source of irritation to Dick I myself have been in the privileged position of only observing the frustration. When he left it was a perfect opportunity to break out in the Dance of the Lord. I am so thankful to be here and it is still like a dream to me. My joy is bubbling over but I will try to let a little out at a time (like my pressure cooker). Everything is so beautiful. No bugs, fantastic sunsets and I cannot figure out what did I ever do to deserve all this.
The stars were so bright last night and I slept like a baby.
Tuesday January 27, 2009
I slept so well it was hard to wake up. The anchorages was so calm and peaceful it was like being tied to a dock. I made Breakfast and when we popped our head out we found almost all the boats that were here had moved on. The only one left was Elizabeth Rose. They ding hied over to say hi and when they were leaving his out board would not start so they rowed back and fixed their engine. Dick and I took off to the beach on the west shore of Great Sale Cay. Apparently there has been some disaster here as there was a ruins by the beach. There was lots of dried coral on the beach but not any intact shells that were salvageable. I found a couple of glass bottles. I invited Lorraine and Mike from Elizabeth Rose to join us later in the day. Dick did some maintenance on the water system and so hopefully we are good to go. Our plan tomorrow it to head to Allan Pensacola 30 miles which is about half way to Green Turtle Cay our first settlement we will visit.
Wednesday January 28, 2009
The wind was a bit brisk today and we were able to sail only part way as it was on the nose again. The prevailing winds seem to come from the east and of course that is the direction we are basically heading. The sun is shining and the temperature is warm. I still have to keep pinching myself to prove I am in the Bahamas. What makes a nice day sail is about thirty miles and then anchor and rest and make the rest of the passage the next day. There are a few boats at the anchorages at Allan Pensacola but we decide to take the anchor to the beach. When we get near the shore there is a couple from North Carolina who give us local history. The kids on the boat beside us have taken all the beach junk that washes up and make a scene out of it. There is a huge umbrella and table and chair and a gingham plastic table cloth. The have been fishing for conch all day and have a pile on the beach. Tomorrow we are heading for Green Turtle Cay.
Thursday January 29, 2009
The wind picked up overnight and we have to head to Green Turtle Cay. The distance is not that far and we are able to sail with the Genoa part of the way. The concern about getting to the anchorage at Green Turtle is the depth of water at the mouth of the anchorage. We need to get there at high tide. This of course creates a little stress and the velocity of the wind on the nose does not make it any better. There is a cold front expected for Friday so Green Turtle Cay is a logical choice for good protection. We radio Bob on Meredith to see if they are still there and they answered. There was a cruiser that left and he recommended the White Sound Anchorage was the only one that was deep enough for our draft.
When we arrive the anchorage was full, we tried to set our hook but it has a weed bottom and they do not always set. When we got here Bob and Connie ding hied out to tell us to try to find a patch of sand and drop the anchor on that. We had already radioed the resort and were getting a dock at Green Turtle Marina/Resort. The deal here is you pay for your dock 70.00 for our size boat and then they take the dock age fee off whatever you eat in the Restaurant. The menu for the evening was a buffet. There is a
couple we meet at West End on a Trawler named Mystic Moon and they were here and had another couple that they wanted us to meet. They asked us to come by their boat about 6:00 pm. John use to own Griffin Boat Brokerage and his friend use to sell for him in Nova Scotia. The Buffet was delicious and the first time I have eaten grouper. Back to canned food in a few days. There is wifi here but apparently it just went down before we arrive!!!!!!!!!!!!! I manage to get one off to our moms. The rest will have to wait. As so often happens in the Bahamas no work, no problem, chill mon.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Day two at West End
Well the day started out as a ^%(%^GGLG^%$E. We had not really made concrete plans to exit here and apparently one needs to get through a cut at Indian Rock at high tide.
We were still exhausted from the journey of the past few days and other than the cost factor would rather of stayed at this lovely resort for another day. I ran up to have a shower as that will not be an option soon and Dick went to borrow a hose to fill our tank. When he got back he turned on the hose and the pressure fitting on the end of the hose blew off and fell in the water beside our boat in about 10 feet of water. Dick went to talk to the fellow and I went over to Peter and Heathers boat and asked for a fishnet to try to get it out of the water. Peter kind and helpful soul that he is offered to get his snorkel out and go for a swim. Peter was having difficulty getting deep enough and the cold water was a bit of a shock to his system so he was getting winded. His wife and I kept trying to get him to rest. Dick jury rigged the spinnaker pole by tying a gallon milk jug on it and managed to scoop it out. Bye now it was 11:00 am and Sale Cay is about 50 miles so that would be out of reach for a half day sail. We were into low tide and that was not a good time to head out. We decided to bite the bullet and stay for another day. Heather and I decided we would make the best of the afternoon and agreed to head to the pool and do some chill in.
Peter was a good sport and went to the Tiki Bar and bought us all a drink. Nothing ever goes the way you plan but some how at the end of the day it turns out to be another day in Paradise.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
The Passage is Over
Wednesday January 21, 2009
The only thing I can remember about Wednesday is sitting in the cockpit having a discussion with my husband hearing another north wind weather report for the next four or five days and wondering how I would survive more disappointment. You take a deep breath and search down deep in your soul and discover no I really would have to revert to laying in bed for a whole day with the cover over my head and that is when your two acquaintances dinghy over and report we are good to go tomorrow, heading out in the morning the window is opening for Friday night and we are two days from Lake Worth the jump off point. The long awaited and anticipated and feared and dreaded moment is arriving in just two day. We have no bread or milk, we need more groceries, I have to mail some birthday cards, get money oh no here we go. We took off to the fuel dock to load up with diesel, gasoline, pump out and fresh water so we would be ready for an early start. When we got back to Radical Jack there was a skippers meeting and not much else was discussed about the trip but a lot of celebrating.
Thursday January 22, 2009
We headed out down the ICW to a place called Peck Lake where we anchored for the night. We were the only ones with our dinghy down so we made a tour of the anchorage. There is another boat by the name of Agapi (George and Georgia Saoulli from Toronto )who want to cross with us on Friday night. We had a brief visit with them on board their boat. Back on Grace C tensions are building for the big event. The engine is a constant concern and the availability of help (outside the US) is diminishing.
Friday January 23, 2009
Not a good start to the day. Captain woke up with a migraine headache complete with throwing up. Our deadline is closing in fast and we need to get to Lake Worth with everyone and get some groceries and then get to the anchorage at the inlet so we are ready to go. The earlier we get there the sooner we can go to sleep so we can stay awake for the crossing. Stress is incredible. Summon some inner reserve of intestinal fortitude and just keep moving forward. Getting to Lake Worth is like passing through seven bridges and having to time them. We feel like we are running out of time so we just head to the inlet. We are exhausted and make a miscalculation on the entrance to anchorage. We hit bottom twice.
Finally figure out the navigation lights and drop anchor. The impeller is not working right and Captain has to drag himself exhausted and sick through yet another engine maze. I tried to lay down but the situation is way out of my control. I keep thinking what are we doing we should just not leave even though that would mean we would be here indefinitely. Then the engine grief starts again. What comfort is there at a time like this. Actually I thought of all the b loggers comments and their prayers for a safe passage. So I deducted “Maybe this is it, maybe this is His timing.” Alright on with the show.
Peace, of God is back. At this point Dick puts the engine door back in and we are good to go.
It is now 5:30 pm we have time to call our kids and parents and eat something and just relax and try to rest up for the exodus. We have five boats leaving, Radical Jack an hour early and four others. The wind has died down and the sunset is incredible. Wind will be on the east and very light and the waves are only 1-2 feet. Our etd is 9:00 pm at 10 to we hall anchor.
The passage was incredible. The lights on the Florida Shore are brilliant. The Fort Lauderdale/Miami end can be seen all the way across. We had agreed to monitor 72 so every hour or so the airwaves were broken with boater bantering. Then after we were off shore a ways the heavens were aglow with millions and trillions of stars. If that were not enough once in the golf stream we noticed the lights of some creatures off the stern wave. The water has its own lights. The sky was sparking and the waters were glowing. Sometime around 5:30 am I went below to get some sleep and when I woke up the sun was just breaking forth over West End, Grand Bahama Island. The sky was peach colour and the moon was periwinkle (new moon). The sun rise looked like a vat of coral lava. We are here, two years of planning, giving up my house, my car, my job, my cheese grater so we can sail to the Bahamas and here is the moment we all waited for.
So powerful, so enormous, so excited and yes it is worth it.
Saturday January 24, 2009
Back to Reality
Our plan was to clear customs at West End , Grand Bahama and head out to an anchorage for a few days of rest and relaxation. The impeller was not sending water out our exhaust so after we had cleared customs we ended up drifting at the mouth of the harbour just at the time that Peter and Heather were coming in. They were more that helpful at towing us in and offering some support in terms of telling us to get to bed and get some sleep you are making irrational decisions.!!!!!!! After you spend the money and have access it is hard not to want to enjoy the resort. Another Ericson owner came by and offered us some moral support and some extra parts if we need them. Dick spent the afternoon working on the impeller and finally we have water coming out our exhaust again. This of course is a brand new part we had purchase in Palm Coast and now it is already leaking in the seals. Can anybody make anything that works any more?
P. S. Note to Shirley, nice to hear you got the card I sent and send me an email so I can have your email address I cannot respond to you off the blog. :) We just got to the Bahama and will be here for a while then head home in March or April or ???? Just kidding.
The only thing I can remember about Wednesday is sitting in the cockpit having a discussion with my husband hearing another north wind weather report for the next four or five days and wondering how I would survive more disappointment. You take a deep breath and search down deep in your soul and discover no I really would have to revert to laying in bed for a whole day with the cover over my head and that is when your two acquaintances dinghy over and report we are good to go tomorrow, heading out in the morning the window is opening for Friday night and we are two days from Lake Worth the jump off point. The long awaited and anticipated and feared and dreaded moment is arriving in just two day. We have no bread or milk, we need more groceries, I have to mail some birthday cards, get money oh no here we go. We took off to the fuel dock to load up with diesel, gasoline, pump out and fresh water so we would be ready for an early start. When we got back to Radical Jack there was a skippers meeting and not much else was discussed about the trip but a lot of celebrating.
Thursday January 22, 2009
We headed out down the ICW to a place called Peck Lake where we anchored for the night. We were the only ones with our dinghy down so we made a tour of the anchorage. There is another boat by the name of Agapi (George and Georgia Saoulli from Toronto )who want to cross with us on Friday night. We had a brief visit with them on board their boat. Back on Grace C tensions are building for the big event. The engine is a constant concern and the availability of help (outside the US) is diminishing.
Friday January 23, 2009
Not a good start to the day. Captain woke up with a migraine headache complete with throwing up. Our deadline is closing in fast and we need to get to Lake Worth with everyone and get some groceries and then get to the anchorage at the inlet so we are ready to go. The earlier we get there the sooner we can go to sleep so we can stay awake for the crossing. Stress is incredible. Summon some inner reserve of intestinal fortitude and just keep moving forward. Getting to Lake Worth is like passing through seven bridges and having to time them. We feel like we are running out of time so we just head to the inlet. We are exhausted and make a miscalculation on the entrance to anchorage. We hit bottom twice.
Finally figure out the navigation lights and drop anchor. The impeller is not working right and Captain has to drag himself exhausted and sick through yet another engine maze. I tried to lay down but the situation is way out of my control. I keep thinking what are we doing we should just not leave even though that would mean we would be here indefinitely. Then the engine grief starts again. What comfort is there at a time like this. Actually I thought of all the b loggers comments and their prayers for a safe passage. So I deducted “Maybe this is it, maybe this is His timing.” Alright on with the show.
Peace, of God is back. At this point Dick puts the engine door back in and we are good to go.
It is now 5:30 pm we have time to call our kids and parents and eat something and just relax and try to rest up for the exodus. We have five boats leaving, Radical Jack an hour early and four others. The wind has died down and the sunset is incredible. Wind will be on the east and very light and the waves are only 1-2 feet. Our etd is 9:00 pm at 10 to we hall anchor.
The passage was incredible. The lights on the Florida Shore are brilliant. The Fort Lauderdale/Miami end can be seen all the way across. We had agreed to monitor 72 so every hour or so the airwaves were broken with boater bantering. Then after we were off shore a ways the heavens were aglow with millions and trillions of stars. If that were not enough once in the golf stream we noticed the lights of some creatures off the stern wave. The water has its own lights. The sky was sparking and the waters were glowing. Sometime around 5:30 am I went below to get some sleep and when I woke up the sun was just breaking forth over West End, Grand Bahama Island. The sky was peach colour and the moon was periwinkle (new moon). The sun rise looked like a vat of coral lava. We are here, two years of planning, giving up my house, my car, my job, my cheese grater so we can sail to the Bahamas and here is the moment we all waited for.
So powerful, so enormous, so excited and yes it is worth it.
Saturday January 24, 2009
Back to Reality
Our plan was to clear customs at West End , Grand Bahama and head out to an anchorage for a few days of rest and relaxation. The impeller was not sending water out our exhaust so after we had cleared customs we ended up drifting at the mouth of the harbour just at the time that Peter and Heather were coming in. They were more that helpful at towing us in and offering some support in terms of telling us to get to bed and get some sleep you are making irrational decisions.!!!!!!! After you spend the money and have access it is hard not to want to enjoy the resort. Another Ericson owner came by and offered us some moral support and some extra parts if we need them. Dick spent the afternoon working on the impeller and finally we have water coming out our exhaust again. This of course is a brand new part we had purchase in Palm Coast and now it is already leaking in the seals. Can anybody make anything that works any more?
P. S. Note to Shirley, nice to hear you got the card I sent and send me an email so I can have your email address I cannot respond to you off the blog. :) We just got to the Bahama and will be here for a while then head home in March or April or ???? Just kidding.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Weather or Whether
Sunday January 18, 2009
The only church within walking distance was a Presbyterian Church in a local school and we had decided we would try it out. How grateful we were that we did. They are a mission church who are in the middle of a building project. The Sermon was the best lesson I have ever heard on the Day of the Lord. The couple that sat beside us gave us there contact information and invited us to call them on our way back and then in Philadelphia when we come through there. We had a brief visit with the minister who preached and hopefully will be here when we come back through on our way home. He told Dick that we are living his dream. Dick offered to change positions with him but he would have to get someone else to preach. The weather was warm and sunny for a change. It was so refreshing to be in shorts and sandals again. We relaxed on board the rest of the day. When we were heading down to the beach in the afternoon another front came in and so we decided to avoid getting rained on we would get back to the boat. When we got back Bob and Peter and Heather were discussing the weather and the changes that would bring to our schedule. There is a front coming in overnight and then Tuesday we are planning to head out for Lake Worth. (yeta yeta yeta) I am taking it with a gain of salt.
Tomorrow the girls are heading into town to check out the mall and I mean not Walmart or West Marine.
Monday January 19, 2009
GIRLS DAY OUT
Myself, Heather, Connie and Karen headed out for a day at the Indian River Mall. What a blast I cannot tell you how good it feels! It is as if some inner balance has been restored. The plan again had been to head out on Tuesday so we were summoned to Meredith for a Skippers Meeting in the evening when we returned. Other than meeting some other boaters, eating some fantastic cheeses and chatting up a storm the continual verdict of staying at Velcro Beach continues. It looks like Wednesday will be our next etd.
Tuesday January 20, 2009
While we were shopping yesterday several of us had wanted to stop at Michael's craft supply store but we ran out of time and knowing that Dick had wanted to pick up some water colours we decided today would be a good day to do it. While we were on the bus heading there we ran into a couple by the name of Alois and Jack who invited us for dinner on their Gulf Star called Adventurous. Alois was making ribs and a couple they were rafted to were bringing desssert. I had planned to make a Cabbage Roll casserole in my pressure cooker so I said I would bring that and do a potato dish. When we were waiting for the bus Dick ran into get tomato paste and we missed our bus. Bye the time we got back I only had an hour to prepare the food and so I took the pressure cooker with me to allow it to cool down. When we got there she was just putting the ribs on so by the time we were ready to eat I undid the lid and the casserole was beautiful warm and ready to serve. The dessert was Key Lime Pie and that was a treat. The temperature predicted for tonight is in the lower 30's.
The only church within walking distance was a Presbyterian Church in a local school and we had decided we would try it out. How grateful we were that we did. They are a mission church who are in the middle of a building project. The Sermon was the best lesson I have ever heard on the Day of the Lord. The couple that sat beside us gave us there contact information and invited us to call them on our way back and then in Philadelphia when we come through there. We had a brief visit with the minister who preached and hopefully will be here when we come back through on our way home. He told Dick that we are living his dream. Dick offered to change positions with him but he would have to get someone else to preach. The weather was warm and sunny for a change. It was so refreshing to be in shorts and sandals again. We relaxed on board the rest of the day. When we were heading down to the beach in the afternoon another front came in and so we decided to avoid getting rained on we would get back to the boat. When we got back Bob and Peter and Heather were discussing the weather and the changes that would bring to our schedule. There is a front coming in overnight and then Tuesday we are planning to head out for Lake Worth. (yeta yeta yeta) I am taking it with a gain of salt.
Tomorrow the girls are heading into town to check out the mall and I mean not Walmart or West Marine.
Monday January 19, 2009
GIRLS DAY OUT
Myself, Heather, Connie and Karen headed out for a day at the Indian River Mall. What a blast I cannot tell you how good it feels! It is as if some inner balance has been restored. The plan again had been to head out on Tuesday so we were summoned to Meredith for a Skippers Meeting in the evening when we returned. Other than meeting some other boaters, eating some fantastic cheeses and chatting up a storm the continual verdict of staying at Velcro Beach continues. It looks like Wednesday will be our next etd.
Tuesday January 20, 2009
While we were shopping yesterday several of us had wanted to stop at Michael's craft supply store but we ran out of time and knowing that Dick had wanted to pick up some water colours we decided today would be a good day to do it. While we were on the bus heading there we ran into a couple by the name of Alois and Jack who invited us for dinner on their Gulf Star called Adventurous. Alois was making ribs and a couple they were rafted to were bringing desssert. I had planned to make a Cabbage Roll casserole in my pressure cooker so I said I would bring that and do a potato dish. When we were waiting for the bus Dick ran into get tomato paste and we missed our bus. Bye the time we got back I only had an hour to prepare the food and so I took the pressure cooker with me to allow it to cool down. When we got there she was just putting the ribs on so by the time we were ready to eat I undid the lid and the casserole was beautiful warm and ready to serve. The dessert was Key Lime Pie and that was a treat. The temperature predicted for tonight is in the lower 30's.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
We've been here a Week
Thursday January 15, 2009
Weather conditions have deteriorated to 40 degrees F at night.
When we were having Breakfast this morning and checking our email a couple we had meet at Sassafras River in the Chesapeake ding hied up to say hi. I had been thinking about them that morning as they were the first people we meet who had hulled out their boat and left it ashore for two years while her husband went to work in Trinidad. A possible solution when our engine was draining our resources. I had thought I wish I could tell her that we had made it as far as Vero Beach. Not more than a half an hour later there they were. They mentioned they had seen other boats from Port but had never connected with us again until now. Today was the first day I attempted to bake a cake in my pressure cooker. I shut the thing off to quick but started it up again and it finished in the box time. I guess the two thirds rule does not apply to alcohol stoves which cook so cool.
In the afternoon we walked down to the beach to mail some post cards and checked out the shops.
Evening comes quickly and when we got back to the Common Room there was a news report about the plane that had landed in the Hudson River which we watched with extreme interest. What a miracle that there were no lives lost. We said a secret prayer for Mr. Asher who would have to wait for his ferry to get back home that night.
Friday January 16, 2009
Dick mentioned the satellite is scheduled again to go up on Saturday January 17, 2009 at 7:30 pm I think I will plan a gathering.
The weather is sunny but cold and windy. The VHF weather reports the waves in the Gulf Stream are 15 feet high. I told Dick I wanted to go down to the beach and check out what that horizon would look like. On board it is very rocky so I find it difficult to do anything but sit and read. The wind was gaining through the day so I got out some sewing and Dick ran the generator for me so I could put together a border for the quilt I started in the Chesapeake. The day passed rather quickly without many distractions and I found it very stimulating to be sewing again.
Weather conditions have deteriorated to 40 degrees F at night.
When we were having Breakfast this morning and checking our email a couple we had meet at Sassafras River in the Chesapeake ding hied up to say hi. I had been thinking about them that morning as they were the first people we meet who had hulled out their boat and left it ashore for two years while her husband went to work in Trinidad. A possible solution when our engine was draining our resources. I had thought I wish I could tell her that we had made it as far as Vero Beach. Not more than a half an hour later there they were. They mentioned they had seen other boats from Port but had never connected with us again until now. Today was the first day I attempted to bake a cake in my pressure cooker. I shut the thing off to quick but started it up again and it finished in the box time. I guess the two thirds rule does not apply to alcohol stoves which cook so cool.
In the afternoon we walked down to the beach to mail some post cards and checked out the shops.
Evening comes quickly and when we got back to the Common Room there was a news report about the plane that had landed in the Hudson River which we watched with extreme interest. What a miracle that there were no lives lost. We said a secret prayer for Mr. Asher who would have to wait for his ferry to get back home that night.
Friday January 16, 2009
Dick mentioned the satellite is scheduled again to go up on Saturday January 17, 2009 at 7:30 pm I think I will plan a gathering.
The weather is sunny but cold and windy. The VHF weather reports the waves in the Gulf Stream are 15 feet high. I told Dick I wanted to go down to the beach and check out what that horizon would look like. On board it is very rocky so I find it difficult to do anything but sit and read. The wind was gaining through the day so I got out some sewing and Dick ran the generator for me so I could put together a border for the quilt I started in the Chesapeake. The day passed rather quickly without many distractions and I found it very stimulating to be sewing again.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
More news from Vero Beach
Monday January 12, 2009
Went to town on the bus. Stopped at Dollar store, Good will Store where I had a flash back to work days. They provide many of the services that Hutton House provides. We found a TV Cable and bought an adapter to hook to our VHF. When we got back and tried to put it together we discovered we had better reception with the rabbit ears.
Tuesday January 14, 2009
There is a predicted cold front coming into day so we headed into town to take the bus. We had a few items and some groceries to pick up. When we got to shore one of the couples we usually ran into from North Carolina were telling us they were heading out that day. We wished them well and hoped we would see them in the Bahamas. We headed to the bus and checked out the library to get a proper Internet connection so we could see the long range forecast weather map on www.passageweather.com
There is a front from the north anticipated for this afternoon and no real window available for the long range (72 hour forecast). Oh well. What else is new. True to its predictions the heavens opened and we had about 5 torrential out burst. They afforded no problem when you are shopping at any mall you decide on. You just go back in the store and another bus will be by in an hour. I finally picked up a bread recipe and some things to make bread in my pressure cooker. With temperatures going down in the 40's I will wait until I get a warmer day as the yeast has to rise. When we got on the bus again in the middle of a huge storm we were delighted to see the couple from North Carolina. They had decided after they talked to me that they would wait until tomorrow and they were warm and safe on board the bus. Oh the joys of cruising around meeting new people. While here we are also able to get one TV station which is ABC so it is wonderful to watch a program with no remote flicking.
Wednesday January 15, 2009
Today we took the bus down to the Beach and when we got there I actually got to see the Elephants and Giraffe on the horizon. That means the waves on the Gulf Stream had to be huge. I have never see a body of water horizon that is not flat a a pancake. The waves were not that high coming into the beach but there was a line of water that did resemble elephants and giraffe. These are a result of the North winds we have been having.
Went to town on the bus. Stopped at Dollar store, Good will Store where I had a flash back to work days. They provide many of the services that Hutton House provides. We found a TV Cable and bought an adapter to hook to our VHF. When we got back and tried to put it together we discovered we had better reception with the rabbit ears.
Tuesday January 14, 2009
There is a predicted cold front coming into day so we headed into town to take the bus. We had a few items and some groceries to pick up. When we got to shore one of the couples we usually ran into from North Carolina were telling us they were heading out that day. We wished them well and hoped we would see them in the Bahamas. We headed to the bus and checked out the library to get a proper Internet connection so we could see the long range forecast weather map on www.passageweather.com
There is a front from the north anticipated for this afternoon and no real window available for the long range (72 hour forecast). Oh well. What else is new. True to its predictions the heavens opened and we had about 5 torrential out burst. They afforded no problem when you are shopping at any mall you decide on. You just go back in the store and another bus will be by in an hour. I finally picked up a bread recipe and some things to make bread in my pressure cooker. With temperatures going down in the 40's I will wait until I get a warmer day as the yeast has to rise. When we got on the bus again in the middle of a huge storm we were delighted to see the couple from North Carolina. They had decided after they talked to me that they would wait until tomorrow and they were warm and safe on board the bus. Oh the joys of cruising around meeting new people. While here we are also able to get one TV station which is ABC so it is wonderful to watch a program with no remote flicking.
Wednesday January 15, 2009
Today we took the bus down to the Beach and when we got there I actually got to see the Elephants and Giraffe on the horizon. That means the waves on the Gulf Stream had to be huge. I have never see a body of water horizon that is not flat a a pancake. The waves were not that high coming into the beach but there was a line of water that did resemble elephants and giraffe. These are a result of the North winds we have been having.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Missed one Post
More about Friday
Vero Beach is an oasis of transient boaters stocking up and waiting for weather to head out on the rest of the journey. Most people you meet are going to the Florida Keys or Bahamas. The weather and availability of resources make it a catch all for transients. It is laughingly referred to as Velcro Beach. When we arrive on Friday our assignment was to be rafted off a boat by the name of Jasmine. There was no one aboard when we arrived and I felt very awkward boarding his boat without permission.
When we arrived at the registration desk they asked how many days are you staying and we said a couple and they said you can tell us when you leave they never believe that you are only going to stay a couple. One thing that makes it so attractive to boaters is the free bus service allover the whole City.
The bus does not run on Sundays but the rest of the week it is available to take you to the beach, malls, West Marine etc.
Saturday January10, 2009
Richard our mooring neighbor was up and making preparations to leave. He had car and wondered if we wanted to go with him to Home Depot to get any supplies. Since he was alone and it was difficult to stop and refuel our Captain decided to give him our fresh water from our tanks and we can replenish when we refuel. Richard had to go into town to get a propane hose and he laughingly announced don't worry I shut it off. He offered to reset the mooring when he returned which left us on board and at his mercy. As so often happens fleeting decisions play out in consequences. When he finally came back and we were sole owners of our mooring we headed into the marina to take the bus to get some groceries. When we got aboard the bus the driver said that the buses run until 3:00 pm. Today so we would need to be on our last transfer by 2:15 pm which meant we had about 1 hour left in the day to accomplish what we needed to. Our driver appeared to have a special event planned for his life that day and reiterated that several times our need to be punctual. I was amazed and somewhat saddened to hear that when we got back to our transfer the bus that went to the marina would be late as the driver had been in a slight accident. While we were waiting at the stop the fire trucks and ambulance pulled up and a came to pick up an older gentleman that had nearly collapsed. We sat down with the sailors we had meet on the bus and were delighted to speak with a couple we had meet in the Chesapeake. In very short order a paratranist bus came by to pick up only the people going to the marina. The rest of the poor bus patrons were left standing on the side walk wondering what had happened. They were assured that another bus was coming to get them. As we caught a glimpse of Grace C coming over the bridge
she was resting on her mooring. By the time we ding hied back to the boat Peter and Heather had arrive and tied up beside us. We had a quiet reunion and enjoyed the warmth of a grand Florida night. Dick called Wayne to see if they were back in the US and they are in Canada leaving for Florida tomorrow and their boat is in Fort Pierce which is only 10 miles up the road. We decide we would take this opportunity to see them one more time before we headed to Bahamas.
Vero Beach is an oasis of transient boaters stocking up and waiting for weather to head out on the rest of the journey. Most people you meet are going to the Florida Keys or Bahamas. The weather and availability of resources make it a catch all for transients. It is laughingly referred to as Velcro Beach. When we arrive on Friday our assignment was to be rafted off a boat by the name of Jasmine. There was no one aboard when we arrived and I felt very awkward boarding his boat without permission.
When we arrived at the registration desk they asked how many days are you staying and we said a couple and they said you can tell us when you leave they never believe that you are only going to stay a couple. One thing that makes it so attractive to boaters is the free bus service allover the whole City.
The bus does not run on Sundays but the rest of the week it is available to take you to the beach, malls, West Marine etc.
Saturday January10, 2009
Richard our mooring neighbor was up and making preparations to leave. He had car and wondered if we wanted to go with him to Home Depot to get any supplies. Since he was alone and it was difficult to stop and refuel our Captain decided to give him our fresh water from our tanks and we can replenish when we refuel. Richard had to go into town to get a propane hose and he laughingly announced don't worry I shut it off. He offered to reset the mooring when he returned which left us on board and at his mercy. As so often happens fleeting decisions play out in consequences. When he finally came back and we were sole owners of our mooring we headed into the marina to take the bus to get some groceries. When we got aboard the bus the driver said that the buses run until 3:00 pm. Today so we would need to be on our last transfer by 2:15 pm which meant we had about 1 hour left in the day to accomplish what we needed to. Our driver appeared to have a special event planned for his life that day and reiterated that several times our need to be punctual. I was amazed and somewhat saddened to hear that when we got back to our transfer the bus that went to the marina would be late as the driver had been in a slight accident. While we were waiting at the stop the fire trucks and ambulance pulled up and a came to pick up an older gentleman that had nearly collapsed. We sat down with the sailors we had meet on the bus and were delighted to speak with a couple we had meet in the Chesapeake. In very short order a paratranist bus came by to pick up only the people going to the marina. The rest of the poor bus patrons were left standing on the side walk wondering what had happened. They were assured that another bus was coming to get them. As we caught a glimpse of Grace C coming over the bridge
she was resting on her mooring. By the time we ding hied back to the boat Peter and Heather had arrive and tied up beside us. We had a quiet reunion and enjoyed the warmth of a grand Florida night. Dick called Wayne to see if they were back in the US and they are in Canada leaving for Florida tomorrow and their boat is in Fort Pierce which is only 10 miles up the road. We decide we would take this opportunity to see them one more time before we headed to Bahamas.
Life in Velcro Beach
Sunday January 11, 2009
Living aboard on a mooring ball when you are rafted off presents some challenges. We of course were the most obnoxious of the two on our ball. Our refrigeration unit works for about a day after you shut off the engine so we had to run the generator as soon as it was lawful which is around 9:00 am when everyone was getting up and heading to the cockpit to enjoy the sun. Generator resembles a chainsaw going off so needless to say the retreat took a couple of hours before we were back in the negatives.
Add to that a good marital air clearing or should I say oil change which Dick lovely refers to them as.
Having the choice to move they opted to remain.
While we were having lunch a guy from London came by and asked us if we were part of the Port Stanley fleet. Apparently as the story goes he was the Mayor of Lucan. Dick and I had wanted to go to the beach as there was no bus service available for the day and it was within walking distance. We arranged to have Connie and Bob (on board Meredith) come back for Happy Hour around 4:00 pm.
The gathering was a lot of fun and we were grateful to meet some more people that are doing it.
Living aboard on a mooring ball when you are rafted off presents some challenges. We of course were the most obnoxious of the two on our ball. Our refrigeration unit works for about a day after you shut off the engine so we had to run the generator as soon as it was lawful which is around 9:00 am when everyone was getting up and heading to the cockpit to enjoy the sun. Generator resembles a chainsaw going off so needless to say the retreat took a couple of hours before we were back in the negatives.
Add to that a good marital air clearing or should I say oil change which Dick lovely refers to them as.
Having the choice to move they opted to remain.
While we were having lunch a guy from London came by and asked us if we were part of the Port Stanley fleet. Apparently as the story goes he was the Mayor of Lucan. Dick and I had wanted to go to the beach as there was no bus service available for the day and it was within walking distance. We arranged to have Connie and Bob (on board Meredith) come back for Happy Hour around 4:00 pm.
The gathering was a lot of fun and we were grateful to meet some more people that are doing it.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Tuesday January 6, 2009
Visit with Cousin Tom and Lutie
It seemed like a dream but there we were heading down the ICW again in Grace C. When we had arrived at Palm Coast on December 2, 2008 we were wearing winter coats. To be traveling in balmy weather and observing such beautiful scenery is a huge reward. The area around Daytona Beach is skyscraper after skyscraper each competing for your attention. There are tons of dolphins on this leg of the journey. They scamper out and about in front of the boat. Still a big thrill for me. We arrived in New Smyrna Beach about 2:00 pm and Dick called his cousins to see if they would like to join us for a visit. We had meet with them in February 2008 and as the saying goes “a promise is a promise”. Cousin Tom actually expected us about March so he was amazed to see us in January. We radioed the New Smyrna
Yacht Club to see if they had a fee for service for their dinghy dock and they said we could not tie up. We agreed to meet Tom at the Municipal Dock. When we got their he put his head over the side of the wharf and was amazed to see us arrive in a dinghy. He was expecting a sailboat. When we told him they would not let us use the dinghy dock at he Yacht club he said “No we don't want anymore pilgrims around here!”and then took us out for supper. These two pilgrims are very grateful for their kindness. When we got back to the dinghy the water had dropped another three or four feet and it made re entry to dinghy rather ungraceful. When we headed back to the boat in the dark we were happy to see Mom Fosters solar snowflake shining out its multi-colours.
Wednesday January 5, 2009
Mr. Wilson we made it to Titusville
The weather forecast had high winds and storms booked for the end of the day so we headed out early
to Titusville. We had planned to stay at the marina as the weather for the overnight was predicting a cold front and storms and lower temperatures. We thought it would be a good time to fire up the electric heater. We were also curious about the Marina as one of our trip mentors Mr. Wilson uses it for summer storage. We arrived here around 12:30 pm to find Radical Jack tied up. Having successfully tied up the gentleman in the boat beside us said , 'good job you made it in now'. Then we heard a loud sound and watched two weather fronts collide. The wind velocity increased instantly and the rain started to pour. I made a omelet for lunch and when I got back from the shower I discovered Dick had peeled a layer of skin off his thumb trying to get the grater apart to clean. The amazing thing about this trip is you are always built up and on guard for the weather the weather and its the Pampered Chef cheese grater that gets you. :) Wow weird! We walked uptown to get some groceries and spent the evening relaxing in the screened porch watching TV. Mr. Wilson is in the Bahamas and we will check in with him later.
Thursday January 8, 2009
We got up at 6:00 am to make a long day passage. We thought the weather was going to be colder so after we were underway we decided to stop at Melbourne and anchor and then head out to Vero Beach the next day. The weather was cool but sunny and such a pleasure to travel in. The Indian River is wide here and with a west wind we actually put out some sail for a change. There are not a lot of places to anchor here. The waterfront properties along this stretch are luxurious and run along the west shore and the east shore which is Merritt Island. Merritt Island separates the Indian River from the Banana River.
There were numerous fixed bridges we passed under and when we got to Melbourne that is where we anchored for the night.
Friday January 9, 2009
Today we made it to Vero Beach.
Visit with Cousin Tom and Lutie
It seemed like a dream but there we were heading down the ICW again in Grace C. When we had arrived at Palm Coast on December 2, 2008 we were wearing winter coats. To be traveling in balmy weather and observing such beautiful scenery is a huge reward. The area around Daytona Beach is skyscraper after skyscraper each competing for your attention. There are tons of dolphins on this leg of the journey. They scamper out and about in front of the boat. Still a big thrill for me. We arrived in New Smyrna Beach about 2:00 pm and Dick called his cousins to see if they would like to join us for a visit. We had meet with them in February 2008 and as the saying goes “a promise is a promise”. Cousin Tom actually expected us about March so he was amazed to see us in January. We radioed the New Smyrna
Yacht Club to see if they had a fee for service for their dinghy dock and they said we could not tie up. We agreed to meet Tom at the Municipal Dock. When we got their he put his head over the side of the wharf and was amazed to see us arrive in a dinghy. He was expecting a sailboat. When we told him they would not let us use the dinghy dock at he Yacht club he said “No we don't want anymore pilgrims around here!”and then took us out for supper. These two pilgrims are very grateful for their kindness. When we got back to the dinghy the water had dropped another three or four feet and it made re entry to dinghy rather ungraceful. When we headed back to the boat in the dark we were happy to see Mom Fosters solar snowflake shining out its multi-colours.
Wednesday January 5, 2009
Mr. Wilson we made it to Titusville
The weather forecast had high winds and storms booked for the end of the day so we headed out early
to Titusville. We had planned to stay at the marina as the weather for the overnight was predicting a cold front and storms and lower temperatures. We thought it would be a good time to fire up the electric heater. We were also curious about the Marina as one of our trip mentors Mr. Wilson uses it for summer storage. We arrived here around 12:30 pm to find Radical Jack tied up. Having successfully tied up the gentleman in the boat beside us said , 'good job you made it in now'. Then we heard a loud sound and watched two weather fronts collide. The wind velocity increased instantly and the rain started to pour. I made a omelet for lunch and when I got back from the shower I discovered Dick had peeled a layer of skin off his thumb trying to get the grater apart to clean. The amazing thing about this trip is you are always built up and on guard for the weather the weather and its the Pampered Chef cheese grater that gets you. :) Wow weird! We walked uptown to get some groceries and spent the evening relaxing in the screened porch watching TV. Mr. Wilson is in the Bahamas and we will check in with him later.
Thursday January 8, 2009
We got up at 6:00 am to make a long day passage. We thought the weather was going to be colder so after we were underway we decided to stop at Melbourne and anchor and then head out to Vero Beach the next day. The weather was cool but sunny and such a pleasure to travel in. The Indian River is wide here and with a west wind we actually put out some sail for a change. There are not a lot of places to anchor here. The waterfront properties along this stretch are luxurious and run along the west shore and the east shore which is Merritt Island. Merritt Island separates the Indian River from the Banana River.
There were numerous fixed bridges we passed under and when we got to Melbourne that is where we anchored for the night.
Friday January 9, 2009
Today we made it to Vero Beach.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Waiting I hate waiting
Sunday January 4, 2008
No mail delivery today so for the first time in four months I feel like we are just killing time. I guess that is not to bad although I hate doing it. We went to church, had a bike ride and Dick lifted our dinghy out of the water and cleaned all the barnacles off it. The cruisers around the marina were watching him with interest. One gentleman said, "What does he want showroom clean?" I oiled the teak table in the cockpit and read up on Skipper Bob Bahama Bound. We had a barbecue in the cockpit and Heather and Peter came by to say good-bye as they are heading out on the ICW tomorrow. They are still planning a crossing together.
Monday January 5, 2008
We had to wait for the mail until 12:00 pm. When I got up Peter and Heather were leaving so I went over to the fuel dock to say good-bye. When I got back to the boat Dick said Tricia had called on the VHF and she was wondering if we needed anymore supplies to get ready. Dick and I decided we needed a chain to lock up the dinghy so she came and took me to Home Depot.
When I got back a couple who have a boat here told us that they have been waiting 6 weeks for their decal and they encouraged us to head out and have it forwarded somewhere. We called Mom and Dad Foster and they will receive it at their condo in Florida and call us with the number. So tomorrow bright and early we leave Palm Coast (our sabbatical) for trip 2008. As anticipated the decal did not arrive today.
Ok Lifeworks get you push pins out.
No mail delivery today so for the first time in four months I feel like we are just killing time. I guess that is not to bad although I hate doing it. We went to church, had a bike ride and Dick lifted our dinghy out of the water and cleaned all the barnacles off it. The cruisers around the marina were watching him with interest. One gentleman said, "What does he want showroom clean?" I oiled the teak table in the cockpit and read up on Skipper Bob Bahama Bound. We had a barbecue in the cockpit and Heather and Peter came by to say good-bye as they are heading out on the ICW tomorrow. They are still planning a crossing together.
Monday January 5, 2008
We had to wait for the mail until 12:00 pm. When I got up Peter and Heather were leaving so I went over to the fuel dock to say good-bye. When I got back to the boat Dick said Tricia had called on the VHF and she was wondering if we needed anymore supplies to get ready. Dick and I decided we needed a chain to lock up the dinghy so she came and took me to Home Depot.
When I got back a couple who have a boat here told us that they have been waiting 6 weeks for their decal and they encouraged us to head out and have it forwarded somewhere. We called Mom and Dad Foster and they will receive it at their condo in Florida and call us with the number. So tomorrow bright and early we leave Palm Coast (our sabbatical) for trip 2008. As anticipated the decal did not arrive today.
Ok Lifeworks get you push pins out.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
We are going to leave/we got to stay
Saturday January 3, 2008We are still waiting for our decal. We checked the mail and it did not come today. We will head out monday if it is here and if it is not. Another day with hydro and so I chose to spend it sewing. I put together the blocks I had done in the Chesapeake. Don and Tricia from Road to the Isles invited us for a gathering on board their 65 foot boat. Don built the boat and he is an actual Sea Captain by trade and so he had lots of stories for us. He gave us a couple of more tools for assisting with our passage to Bahamas. (passageweather.com and www.wunderground.com)
We look forward to seeing them in the Abacos. They do the ocean route as their mast is too high to go down the ICW.
Friday, January 2, 2009
New Year is Underway
Friday January 2, 2008
The decal did not get here today. We cut some screens for the opening ports and Dick washed the grass off the waterline. One of the woman we meet on a boat here came by and took me shopping for the afternoon. We had dinner at the European Village again and watched the entertainment. There is Saturday delivery so hopefully our decal will get here tomorrow. The boat is all ready to go.
The decal did not get here today. We cut some screens for the opening ports and Dick washed the grass off the waterline. One of the woman we meet on a boat here came by and took me shopping for the afternoon. We had dinner at the European Village again and watched the entertainment. There is Saturday delivery so hopefully our decal will get here tomorrow. The boat is all ready to go.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Dick's Parents Visit
Tuesday December 30, 2008
Biked a long the trails today and then up to Publics to get some groceries to make dinner for Dick's parents. They arrive around 4:30 pm and we had dinner on board. They found a hotel to stay in and we dropped them off and took the car back to the Marina.
Wednesday December 31, 2008
Dick and I headed out to get our groceries and other items for the trip. We went to Wal-mart and having promised Dick's mom and dad we would pick them up around 11:00 am. Dick was in automotive looking for oil filters and engine oil and I said as I headed off at my usual pace “Oh look honey there is housewares right here and the craft department so I will just pick up the things on my list. While I was in housewares I ran into Peter and Heather and took a minute to chat and when I got to automotive I could not find Dick. For about the next ½ hour we played aisle (evasion) back and forth to groceries.
Not getting any results after my third run through I went to the front counter and asked that they page my husband. After waiting at the counter for about 15 minutes I started to panic and took off looking for him again. After about 45 minutes we finally found each other and had to start looking for groceries by the time we were to be at the motel to pick up Mom and Dad. There were three people in Wal-mart that day that I knew and I asked them all and no one heard the page. I guess those Superstores are just to big. After we picked up mom and dad we headed back to the Marina and had lunch on the deck.
We took mom and dad over to the beach and down to Flagler Beach to see the Atlantic.
After a nice dinner we relaxed at Mom and Dad's room and watched the Ball go down on Time Square. There is renewed interest in that spot having been there in person a couple of months ago.
Thursday January 1, 2008
Put away all the groceries and stuff we bought yesterday and just threw on the boat. Mom and Dad and Dick came back to the Marina and we took a walk on the ICW paths. We had lunch at the European village. When we got to the village there was an entertainer singing love longs and he came down and twirled mom around.
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Just a Monday
Monday December 29, 2008
Organized grocery lists for stocking up for the Trip to the Bahamas
Cleaned boat for mother-in-law visit
Did menus
Read a book
Organized grocery lists for stocking up for the Trip to the Bahamas
Cleaned boat for mother-in-law visit
Did menus
Read a book
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