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St. Augustine to West Palm Beach, FL

 

Well, somewhere on this leg we hit our 1,000-mile mark - hard to believe!  So much has happened, yet we haven't even left the States yet.  This will be our last update until we reach the Bahamas.  We're not sure of our departure date but are aiming for March 19, maybe March 20.  This looks like good weather for crossing... 
St. Augustine to Daytona Beach

The trip to Daytona Beach was fairly uneventful.  But we did start seeing more palm trees, at last!  This soon gave way to more development as we neared Daytona.  We also passed under bridge after bridge after bridge...

 

Daytona to Titusville

There was plenty of wildlife to see on the way to Daytona Beach.   We've been seeing dolphins for awhile now, but we were very uncomfortable with a snake who looked as if it wanted to jump on board...   Nolan had a great time on this leg of our journey, starting with the finger kite that Grandma gave him.  Then he enjoyed being dropped through the hatch onto the aft berth (over and over) and later on fishing (using his own rod/reel) with Brian.

 


 

 

We stayed in Titusville for almost a week, due to undesirable weather plus some work on the boat.  It was a decent place to stay for awhile.  There was a nice park just on shore that Nolan enjoyed.  We also rented a car for a couple of days which enabled us to stock up one last time with organic food from Sunseed Grocer on Cape Canaveral and visit Cocoa Village.  While out and about, we also visited the original Ron Jon's Surf Shop in Cocoa Beach.  Oh, and we saw a manatee - barnacles and all!

 

Cocoa Village Nolan enjoying an aquarium at one of the surf shops

 

Unfortunately, Ria's friend, Jean, whom she had visited at St. Luke's/Mayo in Jacksonville, passed away, so she and Nolan drove to Georgia for a quick overnighter to go to the funeral.  

For Jean...

 

While in Waynesboro, they stayed with Ria's brother and his wife, which gave Nolan and his cousins a chance to play and have fun. There was alot of bike riding with his cousins. Dilla the Armadillo continues to be a big hit with everyone (Nolan is holding her in the first picture).  They also had a wonderful picnic with Ria's family, including her grandmother who will be 94 this year!  That's her sitting near the "kid's table".  She looks great, doesn't she?  At the end of the first day, Nolan was exhausted and slept soundly...
Titusville to Vero Beach

We were glad to finally be leaving Titusville, even though Ria and Nolan returned about 1:00am that morning before we left.  We did hit bottom once, pretty hard.  And this time it felt like more than just sand.  Submerged piling?  Stumps?  Rocks?  A wreck?  We had a hard time getting off, but thanks to some local fisherman who came over, circled our boat, and gave us depth soundings, we knew which way we needed to go.  It seemed like deep water was all around us, however, which leads us to believe it was some sort of obstruction rather than just shoaling.  And again, we were right smack in the middle of the channel.  

Between Titusville and Vero Beach, we went through an area of very nice homes.  And just before arriving in Vero, Nolan got a much needed haircut, which we're sure both grandmothers are very happy to hear...  

Vero Beach to West Palm Beach

After departing Vero Beach the next morning, we made a last minute decision to exit the ICW at Fort Pierce Inlet and re-enter at Lake Worth Inlet.  The last few days on the ICW had been nerve-racking - very shallow depths, running aground, extremely narrow channels.   A lack of money has kept the ICW from being maintained properly in many areas so it can be tough on boats like Belisana that draw over 6 feet.  When the channel starts getting narrow, whoever is at the helm slows down to a crawl, stares at the depth sounder, and tries to find the deepest part of the channel - which sometimes isn't deep enough.  This goes on for hours and hours.  Neither of us wanted to go through another day of that.  Plus we did not want to risk hitting another obstruction as we had the day before.  It was a great decision - the weather was gorgeous!  We had the best day yet.

 

 

  See how calm it is...?  Because the coastline is deeper here than off the coast of Georgia and the Carolinas, we were able to stay a mile or so from shore.  At some point along the way, the water turned from murky brown to aqua blue.  Ria came up from the cabin once to find Brian reading a book and steering with his foot.  Much better than poking down the ICW staring at the depth sounder.

 

 

We also made use of our fishing gear on this trip.  Ria's dad, Sidney, helped us set up a rod holster on one of the rear stanchions when he visited, so we can set out our line and troll as we sail/motor along.  The first time we set out the line, a powerboat came zipping behind us, cutting our line and causing us to lose our lure.  Ria re-rigged it and - voila!  Less than half an hour later, we had a fish.  The whole family got on deck and celebrated our first catch of the trip.   It took us awhile to identify it using our fish guide, but we eventually determined that it was a chub mackerel.  Pretty little fish.  Our book said it was edible but not tasty.  We let it go but probably not soon enough for it to make it...  We again set out the line, and in another half hour, Brian reeled in another chub mackerel.  We let this one go right away, so he fared a little better than the first one.

 

We reached the Lake Worth Inlet late in the afternoon, and re-entered the ICW.  The ICW goes right through Lake Worth, with Palm Beach on the left and West Palm Beach on the right.  We reached the marina in time to go to dinner with Brian's grandparents.  You can barely see their apartment building to the right of Flagler Memorial Bridge.   Brian's grandfather was waiting for us at the dock and helped catch the dock lines.  It was very special for Brian to have his grandfather see our boat since he's the one who instilled a love of sailing in Brian at a young age and took him to the Bahamas sailing a few times .  They were kind enough to pay for us to stay at Palm Harbor Marina for a couple of nights - just a few blocks from their apartment.
It was great to be around family again.  Being alone on the boat for so long has made us really appreciate our friends and family...  We were able to see John and Lois ("Gram") - Brian's grandparents - several times.  John rode his wheelchair "scooter" down to the boat a few times to hang out with us.  Also, Brian's dad, David, came for the weekend and had a great time gallivanting around with Nolan.  They both miss their Sunday afternoons together, so it was good that they got to see each other.   When it came time for David to return home, we made a very tough decision to send Mimi with him.  Brian's parents agreed to keep her for us for the remainder of the trip, mainly because we were worried about the increasing number of seizures she was having.  Although she loved our excursions ashore, she wasn't very happy on the boat and maintained a high anxiety level which we believe contributed to more seizures.  We miss her very much and can't wait to be reunited with her when we return.   We're not sure if she feels the same, since Lynn cooks bacon and ham for her and gives her ice cream...

 

Brian and Nolan on the dock with John,  Brian's grandfather.

 

Brian, David (Brian's dad), and Nolan with their Belisana hats on...
John and Lois took us out to eat at The Breakers one evening.  It's a great place to go with kids because they have a wonderful playground outdoors and two playrooms indoors.   And the food was outstanding!  Much much better than "boat food".  As we said above, seeing so much of both of our families within the past month really made us realize how much we're going to miss everyone.  A few family members and friends have plans to visit us, and we can't wait...

 

 

Nolan had a ball during our stay in West Palm Beach.  He absolutely fell in love with his great-grandfather, John, wanting to see him every day.  They continued to call each other "best friend", something that got started last summer when we visited with them and Nolan announced, "John Penner is my best friend."  He enjoyed short rides with John on his wheelchair scooter at the dock and showing John all of his trains, planes, and cars. 

Nolan also loved playing at the fountains in the square by the library.  He and Brian went there often, and Nolan would ride his bike all over, kick the soccer ball, etc.  One evening there was a little boy, Manuel, at the fountains with his mother.  Nolan asked him if he'd like to play ball, so they kicked the soccer ball together - running the entire time - for over an hour...  Finally someone who can match Nolan's energy level!  The next day Brian and Nolan returned to the square but there were no children in sight.  He complained that he wanted someone to play with.  Just at that moment, a man came out of the library and got on his bicycle.  Nolan rushed over and asked him, "Excuse me, sir.  Would you like to ride bikes with me?"  The man replied, "Uh... well...sure."  So he and Nolan rode in circles for about half an hour.  Nice man.  He stayed for awhile afterwards, talking to Brian and Nolan.

Well, we thought we were leaving Sunday, March 12, but it wasn't to be.  Our fuel filters we had stockpiled were not the right size for our engine, despite the same company having sent us the correct ones before.  We had to wait until Monday to deal with that.  This put us in a sad mood the rest of the day.  We cheered ourselves up that night by going ashore to the fountains at the plaza and getting ice cream.  We were pleasantly surprised by a live U2 cover band playing on the waterfront as part of the Irish festival, as we are huge U2 fans.  We didn't pay to go in but the music was loud enough to enjoy over by the fountains.  It reminded us of our trip to Zurich to see U2 when we were living in Egypt back in 2001...  On Monday it was back to reality.  But luckily, Complete Yachts in Fort Lauderdale not only had the correct rare filter we needed but they also had an adapter that will let us use a more standard fuel filter, converting our CAV-style filter to a twist-on filter, which are also much much easier to change.  We were so thankful to have found what we needed and hoped to leave on Tuesday, March 14 - the last day of the weather window that we had waited for.  Also the day before Ria's birthday, which she really wanted to celebrate in the Bahamas.  However, when Brian returned and changed the fuel filter on the engine Monday afternoon, the lever on the seacock for the cooling system broke (translation:  a seacock is basically a hole through the hull of a boat used for water intake/output.  This seacock is used to take in seawater to cool the engine.  It got stuck mostly closed, meaning that the engine wouldn't cool properly).  There was nothing for us to do but be hauled out and replace the seacock.  After calling five boat yards, Brian found one in Riviera Beach that could haul us on Tuesday.   They said they could order the part and have it in on Wednesday, and we'd be back in the water Wednesday afternoon or Thursday.  Well, when we finally got hauled out and blocked (translation:  propped up on jackstands), we saw that the very bottom of our keel was all cut up.  Evidently, the bad hit we had back before Vero Beach in the ICW (the one that led us to a decison to leave the ICW the following day for a coastal hop) was something nasty - something hard and sharp that peeled the fiberglass off the bottom of the keel in spots and actually took a small bite out of our keel.  Literally.  A tiny  piece of our encapsulated iron keel was cut right off (we later joked that we now weight 29,999 pounds).  After considering the options, we decided to let a local fiberglass guy come in and fix it.  He said he would have it done in two days.  They removed the fiberglass almost the full length of the keel across the very bottom, including about 3 or 4 inches up both sides until they reached dry fiberglass.  Then they filled the gaps with filler, applied fiberglass roving, and secured/sealed it all with epoxy.  In some areas they applied another layer or two of fiberglass and epoxy.  The boatyard wasn't very happy with us because after the first day of work, they had to bring the travel lift over so the blocks could be moved to get to the other spots where the blocks were.  They were extremely busy and had also just started servicing sailboats in January and aren't quite used to the complications of blocking a sailboat versus a powerboat.  But they did do what we needed in order to get us back in the water as quickly as possible, so we have no complaints.  (They're also not accustomed to folks staying on their boats while they're on the hard (translation:  on ground) as some other boatyards are, but they agreed to it, saving us from having to pay for a hotel).  After the work was finished - on time! - they lightly sanded it then Brian slapped a coat of antifouling paint on it.  We were back in the water a couple of hours after that, on Friday afternoon.   Quite a bit poorer, and even more behind schedule than before, but we're keeping our fingers crossed that all goes well for the crossing on Sunday.  On a positive note, one of the benefits of staying an extra week was being around when the new motor for our autopilot arrived.  A special thanks goes out to the folks at Lamplighter Marine in Lantana who went out of their way to expedite the process with Raytheon and were very helpful - some of the nicest folks we've met, rivaling Omar Sails, Scuttlebutt, and others in Beaufort, NC. 

Oh, we did not get to celebrate Maria's birthday in the Bahamas but we made the best of our situation.  We got out the bosun's chair (translation:  the chair you sit in to do work on the mast) and used a dockline to create a swing for Nolan.  He had a blast!  Then Brian insisted that Maria go for a swing since it was her birthday.  The next day, Brian's gift was taking care of Nolan so that she could read The DaVinci Code (illustrate version), which she devoured in one day...Brian had read it a while back and we both agree that it was great book.

Next stop - the Bahamas!