YOUNG AMERICA at Bannerman's Island

YOUNG AMERICA at Bannerman's Island

Monday, January 25, 2010

January 25, 2010

Greetings from Sanibel Island, FL!  Last Monday was as beautiful as Sunday was blustery!  No rain, very little wind, and a fine run for us across the FL panhandle to our jumping off spot for the Gulf Crossing.

Our arrival time at the East Pass by Dog Island was perfect to set out, but the afternoon would have been bumpy before the nice calm night crossing, so we opted instead to motor up to Carabelle.  

As usual, we were happy with the decision.  Went to the Salty Dog for dinner.  We unknowingly seated ourselves in the ‘cold section’ of the restaurant, and  the crew of ANNIE LEE  generously shared their table by the stove with us!  A delicious bonus as it was a chilly night!

Tuesday a parade of five boats headed out to cross the Gulf of Mexico.  ANNIE LEE and FLOATING STONE were heading for Tarpon Springs (sponge country).  STEVADORE and OSPREY were enroute to Clearwater, and YOUNG AMERICA’s destination was St. Petersburg.  This overnight trip was much more relaxed than our white knuckle crossing of Cape May and the Delaware Bay!  As night fell, the moon lighted our way for a few hours.  There was no boat traffic and  every hour we checked in with OSPREY to coordinate our locations.   Fred and I took turns napping--actually, both of us admitted later that we’d read our books while on our ‘off watch’ time.

I’d forgotten how beautiful the morning is when you see it from the very beginning. The eastern sky slowly fades from black to grey although the boat was still surrounded by darkness the promise of light quickly gave way to full blown daylight.  A large cloud hung low to the horizen, preventing the sun from blinding us as we motored eastward.  About ten miles from shore, OSPREY radioed us the theri engine hsf failed.  Although Bob was able to re-start it within a few minutes, we changed our route and followed them into the Clearwater channel, then turned south and headed down the ICW to St. Petersburg.  We cleared the Clearwater bridge at 8:42 am--20-1/2 hours after we’d departed East Pass.

The ICW ride proved to be delightful  We were surprised to see how much of Florida’s west coast is undeveloped.  The first bascule bridge we encountered (and there were many along the 5 hour run) had only 19 feet of water under it, so we had to once again lower our antennas--and then listen hopefully as we slowly passed under the bridge.  Happily there was no meeting of us and them, we cleared by about 6 inches, and we continued merrily on our way.

St. Petersburg municipal marina was easy to find, and docking was an easy slide up to the wall--a bonus for our sleep deprived selves.  We rinsed the salt water off of YA and then  walked down the municipal Pier for a quick dinner before we turned in for the night.

Thursday morning the generator repairman from Mastry Inc. arrived and spent the day doing his magic to the failed sea water pump.  I explored the city bus--a very easy to navigate system--and found a health food store.   On Friday the Mastry man was back  to finish up in the morning, and in the afternoon Mike from Pompanette arrived to once again repair the air conditioner in the dinette.  We also spent a couple of hours visiting with our AGLCA Harbor Hosts, Angela and Nick Metro.  They’d seen our Looper’s flag across the marina, and called to see if we needed anything in St. Pete.  Nice family--they’ve lived on LAD’Y ENNA for 11 years, and Nicky and Eileen, their two children have known no other home.  

St. Pete has, as I mentioned a great bus system.  Fred and I walked out of the marina and caught the Downtown Looper--a 20 minute ride around the center of the city that during the day has a narrated tour of 12 points of interest.  Our bus driver was apologetic that his ride was just a ride, no talk,  but he accepted our fare--10 cents each (we’re senior citizens.  The real fare for everyone else is a quarter!).
It was a lovely evening and we departed the bus half way around the loop and had dinner at one of the many sidewalk cafes.  Nice.  
We planned to set out on Sat. am, but as we another Looper came by--Maurice has a 25’ Ranger Tug named QUOTIDIAN and we’d met him twice before--in Clayton, NY, on Lake Ontario, and again at the Loopers get together in Penatanguishine, ON.  He and his friend Julie gave us a tour of the magnificent 100 year old St. Petersburg Yacht Club, and then we all had breakfast at Ceviche, a popular spot nearby.

So it was nearly noon when we tossed off the lines, and we motored through the Old Boat Regatta in the harbor, and then headed south. We passed through Sarasota, home to the Ringlings of Circus fame, and put it on our list of places to re-visit.  The ICW passes through a channel in the Bay, and outside the channel the water quickly goes to only one to three feet deep.  Keeps you on your toes!

Our stop for the night was the Cedar Key Fish Camp at Blackburn Point.  Live music in the tiki bar and a great dinner in the restaurant.  Early to bed and early to rise and Sunday we ran from 7:15 to 4:30, arriving at Sanibel Island--our half way to Marathon stopping point.

Today was a great day to NOT go out on the Gulf. Strong winds and heavy rain made it very easy to enjoy the blueberry muffins and newspaper (USA Today--our favorite puzzle paper) that Tom, the Marina Man delivered to the boat at 7:30 a.m.  Later this morning we were picked up by Bill and Gen from POTLUCK and treated to a delicious lunch on their boat. They’ve been here for a month--could be very easy to do, but Banana Bay in Marathon is calling, and we’ll see what the weather says about traveling there tomorrow.

See you next week!         Fred and Lina

Monday, January 18, 2010

January 18, 2010

Well, sure enough, it is Mid-January, and as promised (threatened?)  we’re Baaaaackkkkkkkkk!

We certainly hope you and your family and friends enjoyed a particularly wonderful Holiday Season!  We did!  It was great to be ‘home’ in Newburgh, and equally great to return ‘home’ to YA.

We’ve been aboard for nearly a week, and have spent much time talking about the weather.  As Mark Twain suggested, we do nothing about it, but what we do is certainly tied into how the weather is behaving--or not.

Our trip home in Dec. was fun---we tied YA up at the second slip of our friends the  Picas of CAROLYN ANN, and Joe and Punk drove us to the Pensacola airport.  We flew to LaGuardia in NYC, then took a bus to Grand Central Terminal where we caught a train to Beacon.  Plan A was to take a ferry to Newburgh where our cor would be parked, but the aforementioned weather intervened, and we were late arriving in NYC, and thus missed the last ferry of the evening.  Kids had dropped a vehicle at the train station, though, so we headed on home.

It was mighty cold in NY. And now that I think about it, it’s not exactly warm here in sunny Florida, either!

We chose to drive back to FL and after a three day trip left the car in Pensacola for now.  The water was, for some unexplained reason, really low in the Pica’s canal.  So low that we spent an extra day waiting for the canal to fill high enough (see the board) to get us back into the ICW.  (Never mind that we had to putter about getting ready....and spend some quality time with Joe and Punk.)   When we eased on out, we had 2’ under the keel at the ‘bump’ in the canal, and our first day on the water took us only about 10 miles before dark fell.  We anchored alongside Santa Rosa Island, and got enough of an early start on Thurs. that we arrived in Panama City (70 miles away) during daylight.

The municipal marina was delightful and the people were great.  I did  have a ‘happen’ but didn’t violate Rule #1 (Nobody gets hurt).  When backing through the gate and looking for the key-drop mailbox and carrying coffee and newspapers for Fred, I neglected to notice the 3 steps until I was rolling down them.  Sing ho for many years of Tai Chi, where I learned to fall really well--no bruises, even.   Happiness!

Our Friday’s run brought us to Pt. St. Joe, a slightly off the beaten track marina where a fellow named Ray Whitney is single handedly attempting to shore up a small town hard hit by the economic downturn.  This week he created a Looper’s weekend and encouraged about 30 boats to leave the ICW and spend the weekend in PSJ!  Very good for business and VERY good for us boaters!

‘Twas a great time--Ray put together a Low Country Boil, and organized presentations by 
  • Tom the Weatherman (how and when to cross the Gulf of Mexico---very timely for us, 
  • the Coast Guard (a great opportunity for give and take between the  authorities and those of us whom they serve), 
  • tips from SeaTow and
  • a cruising guide to the west coast of Florida.

Toss in a great buffet lunch, followed by an entertaining talk by Bill Pike of Power Motor Yacht Magazine and a dinner with lots of camaraderie and door prizes, and it hardly can get any better!   Great job, Ray!

The weather was so awful on Sunday that we hardly left the boat---wind and rain prevailed.  Somehow it calmed overnight, though, and today we moseyed along the ICW to Carabelle, FL.  Considered heading south, but the wave action on the Gulf hasn’t quieted enough to suit us, so instead we’ve just returned from a fun dinner at the 'Salty Dog'.

Tomorrow afternoon we’ll poke YA’s nose out of the East Pass west of Dog Island (I love the names) and see about a 21 hour run to St. Petersburg.  If it’s good, we’ll go.  If not, we won’t.  It’s that simple.

The alternative is a run along the coast of the Big Bend--the curve around the end of Florida’s Panhandle east and south to the West Coast of the state.  Trouble with that route at this time of year is shallow water.  Winds and tides cause shoaling, which results in  water that may or may not match the charts.  The threat of surprisingly shallow water can make an overnight Gulf Crossing look like much the better plan.

So stay tuned and we’ll be back next week from somewhere in Southern FL.