Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Family matters in New Brunswick

Monday December 13th
Unable to sleep I get up at 04:30 after a restless night and dreams about my father. At the same time 2500 miles away my father is also having a restless night, his final one before he passes away later that morning.  The storm continues to surge and roll us in our anchorage. We remain on the boat and wait out the storm. Because the boat is rolling we do not have satellite phone coverage and we can not get internet access. At this time my family tries to reach me to tell me the news of my father without success. We remain on board for the day on watch as the winds continue to howl. Our neighbour at the resort at Fowl Cay comes by the boat twice in his tender to check on us. The island behind us is named Big Majors Spot and is inhabited by goats, cats and pigs. We spot the pigs coming down to the beach for food. We hear the baby goats crying for their mother. With the large zoom lens on my camera I am able to capture them coming in and out of their cave. We spot them numerous times as we sit and wait out the storm. In the evening we teach Paul to play some new card and dice games to distract us from the rolly motion of the boat. We had not chosen our location well but at this point we just sit tight and ride out the remainder of the storm.
Tuesday December 14th  through  Tuesday December 20th
  Another rolly night but as dawn breaks the winds start to decrease and more to north bringing a calmer sea state. We dinghy into Staniel Cay for a walk about town, lunch at the Yacht Club and internet access.  What awaits me is 20 messages from my family that say “call me”.  Within minutes I am making plans to fly home and tend to funeral arrangement for my dad. Our friend Paul agreed to travel with Ted to George Town, Great Exuma and fly out of there on Friday allowing me to fly home, for which I was extremely grateful.   I make arrangements with Watermaker Air to get the last seat from Staniel Cay to Fort Lauderdale the next day. From Fort Lauderdale to Charlotte, NC to Boston, MA to Presque Isle Maine where someone will  pick me up to drive to Grand Falls, New Brunswick.   I missed my connection in Fort Lauderdale because the Watermaker Air flight lands at 1:05pm rather than 11:30 am. When I questioned our pilot as to why I was told an 11:00 or 11:30 arrival, he simply said “not sure why they told you that”.  This is after all their daily flight why couldn’t they get the details right? Their mistake caused me to miss my first flight which through off all the other connections and I had to spend the night in Boston with the final flight on Thursday.  While waiting for my flight to Charlotte I discovered that the arrangement had been already made and that I would be arriving the day of the funeral.  It was wonderful to see my family and especially nice to spend time with my niece who I had not seen in about 12 years.  As difficult as funerals may be, they do bring families together. 
Tuesday December 21st
Winter Solstice marks my arrival back to the Bahamas on the day the days start to get longer. I left Presque Isle Maine the day before and landed in Boston in a snow storm but manage to catch my next flight to Pittsburg, PA that night. After a layover in Pittsburg I catch the next flight to Nassau, clear customs in the Bahamas and wait three hours for my final flight to GeorgeTown. Ted greeted me at the dinghy dock. I shed my sweater, socks and shoes and enjoyed my first dinghy ride across the harbour to the Boatel at anchor just off Sand Dollar Beach. After a world-wind trip to New Brunswick and back it felt great to be home!

Monday, January 10, 2011

The passing of a cold front.

Sunday December 12, 2010
We catch the cruisers net offered by Highbourne Cay Marina with the local announcements and the weather report.  We have a front coming in later today so we know that we must be in a secure location by the end of the day.  At 07:48 we are under way. We set a series of 30 to 45 minute courses to navigate along the shallow Banks to guide us through the sand bars on the way to Big Majors Spot.  We have a number of options where to go but we opt to be on the west side of the island and tuck up in close to get protection from the NNW from Fowl Cay and the upcoming front. We pay out 130 feet of anchor chain in 8.6 feet of water in preparation for the front. We use the hand bearing compass to check the protection from the surrounding islands based on the projected wind direction. We are protect from WNW to North to South East however we remain exposed from the South and West which is okay based on the wind predications.   
We drop the dinghy and go out to try our hand at spearing lobster on the Sound. We take a copy of the charts with us to help guide us through the numerous little islands that dot the area. The water is a bright deep blue colour as opposed to the lighter blue colours on the banks. We ride on top of ocean swells left over from the higher winds. We use our “lookie bucket”, which is a 5 gallon pail, with a clear Plexiglas bottom, to check out the ocean floor.  No luck to find a good spot to drop the dinghy anchor with the rollers in a depth good for us so we head back in through one of the “cuts”. A cut is an opening between two islands to travel from the sound to the bank. It is easy to loose your way because the openings all start to look the same when you are looking at them from a different direction.  Some openings may look okay but in actual fact they are littered with sharp rocks just below the surface which will rip a hole in the bottom of the dinghy.  Ted has mastered dinghy navigation even after a few years away. His survival skills continue to amaze me.  He gets us back safely on the inside.
We cruise by dinghy  around the anchorage between the islands and count the number of boats who have like us seeked shelter from the upcoming storm. Most of the boats are on the east side of Big Majors Spot where we remain the only boat of the west side. We figured that we are tucked up enough to the  north end of the island where the Fowl Cay wraps around to give us protection. We later learn that we would have been better off to seek protection on the inside between the islands with the other boats. We pass Thunderball Grotto but it is too late and too rolly to stop for a swim at our favourite snorkel spot. The grotto is home to the 007 movie of the same name filmed in the 1960’s. We try to plan our entrance into the grotto at low tide and today the entrance is exposed and choppy. We return to the boat for a swim. Paul goes in first and spots a small shark under the boat but the shark quickly moves away. Ted & Paul swim out to the anchor to check to make sure it is properly set and soon realized that the anchor was nice buried deep in the sand. Winds picked up in the evening and by 02:00 the winds pick up to 30 knots. The anchor holds firm. We strain on our anchor from the winds and the waves bypass the island and wreak havoc with us causing the boat to roll.
Monday December 13th
Unable to sleep I get up at 04:30 after a restless night and bad dreams about my father. At the same time 2500 miles away my father is also having a restless night, his final one before he passes away later that morning.  The storm continues to surge and roll us in our anchorage. We remain on the boat and wait out the storm. Because the boat is rolling we do not have satellite phone coverage and we can not get internet access. At this time my father tries to reach me to tell me the news of my father without luck. We remain on board for the day on watch as the winds continue to howl. Our neighbour at the resort at Fowl Cay comes by the boat twice in his tender to check on us. The island behind us is named Big Majors Spot is inhabited by goats, cats and pigs. We spot the pigs coming down to the beach for food. We hear the baby goats crying for their mother. With the large zoom lens on my camera I am able to capture them coming in and out of their cave. We spot them numerous times as we sit and wait out the storm. In the evening we teach Paul to play some new games to distract us from the rolly motion of the boat. We had not chosen our location well but at this point we just sit tight and ride out the remainder of the storm.
  

Friday, January 7, 2011

Cruising South in the Bahamas

December 9th, 2010
We woke up at dock Wednesday morning at Lake Park Harbour Marina to prepare to leave dock and go out to Lake Worth to anchor till our planned departure on Saturday.  We made two precise turns to carefully manoeuvre the boat out of the marina. Once at anchor Ted started to work on replacing some of the strainers on the boat and I sat down to  plan our crossing to the Bahamas.   After a few hours of studying all the forecast models I came to the realization that the calm weather on Saturday was simply the dreaded  calm before the storm.  With a strong front coming through on Sunday, I couldn’t find a shelter place to wait out the front in the Bahamas in the timeframe that we had.  I turned on the VHF radio to see what others were planning on doing and discovered that a few boats were just leaving to do an overnight cross. I looked at the forecast in the Bahamas again and realized  that if we left now we had a window to cross.  The winds were from the North but they would be very  light overnight and until Sunday.  So within an hour we were preparing to leave for an overnight crossing. We hadn’t planned to cross the Gulf Stream on Wednesday night  to the Bahamas but those that know us well would not be surprised by the spontaneous change in plans. We called Paul and made arrangements to pick him up a dock at 17:00 and prepared to depart once the dinghy was lifted and everything was stowed safely away. At  19:30 we were lifting anchor and leaving the safety of our anchorage to   enter the darkness and north swells of the Gulf Stream. With a new moon we had no moonlight to guide our way this time. We were prepared to turn back if the seas were too rough. It certainly wasn’t the smoothest crossing of the Gulf Stream but it tolerable and we were headed to the Islands!  The winds were not as light as they had predicated in fact they increased during the night. At that point we had no choice but to continue and pray that things did not get worse.  We took turns trying to sleep but we didn’t get much quality sleep time.  We kept a close watch on all the big ship traffic during the night.  At daybreak we were relieved to see islands and the swells of the ocean decrease. We had made the crossing safely once again.
By 14:30 the following day we were prepared to anchor in the middle of the Great Bahamas Bank. We could not make it to our destination before night fall so we planned to anchor and get some rest before continuing our journey to Nassau. Coming into anchor I spotted a dolphin in the distance and shouted for joy as the dolphin came to great us. She took a couple of turns around the boat to check us out and came up to smile at us beside the boat.  What a great welcome committee to the Bahamas.  The water temperature was only 78 degrees but it felt so good to go for a swim off the back of the boat. Here we sat at anchor surrounded by 360 degrees by aquamarine water with no land in sight and  one other boat off in the distance at anchor.  
Before first light we were up and ready to lift anchor. We watched the sun rise as we enjoyed breakfast at the helm. What a breathtaking view to look out over the vast expanse of swimming pool blue shallow waters. The Great Bahamas Bank separates the deeper waters of the Gulf Stream and the Tongue of the Ocean. Average depths are 10-12 feet giving the waters their light blue colors because of the sun refracting through the water and bouncing off the white sand bottom. The rule is - the deeper the depths the darker the color of the waters.  Browns or black colors are warnings of either turtle grass or coral.  You need the sun overhead to read the colors of the waters. We needed to plan our crossing of the North West Channel Light which is a narrow reef covered passage with a light that may or may not be lit. It happens to be lit this time however when it burned out it sometimes takes time for the Bahamians to replace the light. With the protection of Chub Cay and the Berry Islands to our North we start the final leg of our passage to Nassau. After a few miles we start to loose the protection of the islands and the waves continue to increase. We still have a few hours to cruise and the direction of the waves were not favourable so we opt to turn back to the Berry Islands and wait for tomorrow to cross.  We head to an anchorage  between  Whale Cay and Bird Cay for lunch and plan our revised route. This time rather than a dolphin greeting us at our new anchorage it is a small nurse shark to passes by our boat. Paul quickly decides that he is not going to jump in for a swim. Whale and Bird are small privately owned islands so we do not go ashore. We winds and waves are settled here in this little protected anchorage however we know from a previous visit that the surge from the current running between the islands can make this anchorage very uncomfortable at night.  
After lunch we decided to pick up anchor and move a few miles to Chub Cay Marina to clear in to customs and use the internet at the marina to check the weather forecast. We arrived at dock at the same time as another boat coming from the US.  After filling in the appropriate customs forms I board a small bus to the local airport with the other boat to clear into the Bahamas. The other two “gentlemen” from the other boat barge ahead of me and clear in first. I look at my watch 1 minute after 5:00 on a Friday afternoon and I pray that they do not tell me that I have to come back Monday morning because they are closed. But as luck would have it the two gentlemen quickly and extremely efficiently process my application. No guns, no weapons...no problem. I thank them and head out to find that my bus driver is gone back to the marina without me! Not to worry another Bahamian tells me “he’ll be back”. I hope so otherwise I am walking back and I didn’t even pay attention which direction we came from.  Shortly afterward I see his little bus coming back for me. He tells me afterwards that the other gentlemen rudely requested that return to the marina right away rather than wait for me.  He tells me they were not gentlemen.  I learn that there are no children living on Chub Cay which I find very usual. My driver said that all the people on the island are “workers” and that they come from Andros Island where all of their families are. They just come to Chub to work and go back on whenever they get time off.  Later we meet the bartender and he tells me he is from Nassau.  Back at the boat we can now buy fuel since we have cleared in. Let check out the menu at the restaurant and decided we do not want to spend $200 for dinner which probably explains why the restaurant is empty. We enjoy dinner on board in our second night in the Bahamas. The internet goes down as soon as the staff leaves so we have no internet access to check the weather reports.
We fuel up at $4.80 per US gallon (ouch) compared to $2.95 a gallon in Fernandina Beach, Florida.  The marina is almost empty and we have heard that the US recession is greatly affecting the Bahamas as well but it also has to do with their ridicules rates. Their $2.75 per foot rate(which is suppose to include wifi internet access) plus water plus hydro (both based on consumption) are high even by Florida standards. Chub Cay Marina would do well to reduce their rates during the off season and fill their marina.  At a $179 per night (without water and hydro) we move on!  
Saturday December 11th
At first light we depart from dock at Chub Cay Marina headed 34 nautical miles to Nassau.  The wind direction has shifted slightly so the waves are from a slightly different direction. Once past the safety of the Berry Islands we decide to proceed and tolerate the bumpy ride to Nassau.  ETE is 4 hours and 15 minutes.  We adjust our heading to take the waves now 6 to 8 feet more on the bow, however this takes us off our course, so every few miles we would adjust course to compensate and then head back into the large swells so as not to take them broadside. The seas are confused with waves on top of sea swells. We listened as the cruise ships and the freighters cleared in with Nassau Harbour control and were given a number to come into the harbour. Paul & I both watch the wave patterns off our port side and when a large wave builds then we advise Ted in time to turn into the waves. We bide our time and wait our turn to enter the harbour after the commercial traffic as we battle the wind and waves. We receive clearance from Nassau Harbour Control and make our entrance into the harbour. Once inside we can relax because we have calm protected waters from the inner harbour. Captain Ted has once again done an amazing job steering the boat through some difficult waters.  
We proceed slowly in the harbour take in the sights and sounds. It feels like coming home again. We do not drop anchor but proceed all the way through the harbour and exit at the other end to head south down the Exuma chain. Not many boats are anchored in our usual anchorage which is not surprising because it is still early in the season and with the front coming alot of boats have likely moved on. We are thrill to spot some old friends aboard the trawler Margaret Lee.  We first met Ed & Marge in 2005 and have kept in contact with them over the years.  They are in their 20th year of cruising to the Bahamas and you would think they were still newlyweds traveling for the first time with the enthusiasm that they exude.  At 65 and 70 I hope to still be cruising like our friends Marge & Ed. We hail then on the VHF radio and with promises to get together soon we press on.  Atlantis Resort is still impressive as ever and we notice a few more new pink and yellow homes along the harbour, otherwise everything feels the same as if we haven`t been away for long.
We spot a fishing boat coming out of the harbour behind us but he slows down as a smaller boat approaches and boards the boat. Then another boat approaches and does the same thing. Next thing we look back and the large fishing trawler is towing three smaller fishing boats.  Guess that is one way to on fuel!
After a hectic morning we can now we can sit back, relax and enjoy the rest of the days cruise. The seas are now on 2- 3 foot waves we approach the protection of the Bahama Bank as opposed to the 6-8 foot waves from this morning`s trip from Chub Cay. We exit the hustle and bustle of Nassau harbour and start our cruise south along the 365 islands that make up the Exuma chain of family islands. Our stop for the night is Normans Cay having now travelled 2014 nautical miles from Toronto.  The  Bahamas are made up of more than 750 islands that are grouped as Family Islands.  The largest group of family islands are the Exuma island chain, 365 of them, one for each day of the year. The islands start just south of  Nassau and run 150 miles south to the Tropic of Cancer where they separate  the shallow Bahama Bank and the deep blue Bahamas Sound.  For the most part the travels are easily done on the ``banks`` except for a few exceptions where prudent watch is necessary.  Our first obstacle is the Yellow Bank, a land mind of coral heads. You must travel this area during the day and with the sun clearly overhead to highlight the many coral heads that cover this area.  Paul quickly masters the eyeball navigation technique and is able to pick up the dangerous coral heads which we manually steer around.  Within an hour we are across the Yellow Bank and clear of obstructions. We anchor at Normans and relax after a long days cruise.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

In the Bahamas

The Boatel is now in the Bahamas however I am in New Brunswick for my dad's funeral. I will be adding more pictures and blog stories once I get back to the Bahamas.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Enjoying North Palm Beach and Lake Park, Florida

I had just settled down for a long winter's nap, when out on the deck there arose such a clatter, with bang and smashing on the side of boat, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.Away to the port hole I flew like a flash, I tore open the curtain and threw up the sash. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear ....oops wrong story.  Fish were jumping and splashing everywhere. I thought at first that Ted had fallen overboard and was swimming around the boat.The same thing happened this morning. We managed to track the down the story from Ken the Dockmaster at the marina. Large fish know as Jacks come into the marina and case the smaller tarpon fish. The herd them and bang them against the docks and the hulls of boats.They splashed so much that the docks were all wet. It's a very strange thing. Those that don't get eaten get all banged up. It's very difficult to explain and hard to believe unless you see it with your own eyes.


The other wonderful thing yesterday was the Boat Parade of Lights. It started with the barge letting off fireworks at the head of the parade followed by 50 or 60 boats all lit up with Christmas lights. I was hoping that the parade would get me in the Christmas spirit but I am afraid that palm trees and warm weather just doesn't seem to get me in the Christmas mood. Although the stores are playing "Frosty the snowman" and all the traditional songs.

Yesterday we had dinner with old friends (there not really that old) who we met in the Bahamas in 2005 & 06. What a great time catching up and sharing stories. We arrived here at the marina a week ago today and have enjoyed a week of dock life but now is time to return to anchor in Lake Worth and await a window to cross. The weather still remain North and Northwest which as I have told you before is a no-no when crossing the Gulf Stream. Hopefully my next post will be from the Bahamas.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

My new Manatee friends

I spot a manatee off the bow of our boat

Then her baby comes up to see what's going on.

As I sit on the side of the dock the baby comes to check me out.
And say hello.

At dock in North Palm Beach, FL

Welcome back. We have been at dock for 3 nights now and we are starting to get use to this dock life again. I found a dentist down the street (another boater too) who was able to do the crown for my root canal this week. So more drilling and filling and temporary crown yesterday with the final crown on Friday- will this ever end? We finished provisioning for the winter, so now all that is left is to get the water maker working and the tune-up that our diesel mechanic is doing. We should be ready by Saturday and then we will watch the weather reports and wait for the next weather window to cross to the Bahamas. We do not cross when there is any North component in the winds which creates large waves against the Gulf Stream. Meanwhile we get to enjoy life in Flordia. On Saturday we will watch the Christmas Parade of Lights in the harbour. It really doesn't feel like Christmas especially with 27 degree weather!

Temperature have been unseasonable warm here in North Palm Beach. Yesterday was 82 degrees but this afternoon it cooled down after a front blew threw this after. It really is a beautiful area with all the palm, banyan vine trees and flowers. I could see myself living here and giving up winter forever. This morning we went for a bike ride to West Marine to pick up a few things and stopped at IHOP for breakfast. IHOP is an annual tradition and the place where I got alot of my inspiration for the Boatel breakfasts. This morning I had grilled banana bread covered in caramel sauce, whipped cream and bananas..oooooohhhhh.  There are somethings American which I love and other things that make us ponder. For example:
  •  In Florida they have "Speed Humps" instead of our "Speed Bumps"
  • I saw someone in a winter coat and hat at the store tonight and the stores are full of winter boats, coats and winter hats...hmmmmmmmmmm they should visit northern Ontario now that's cold.
  • You can buy beer and wine in grocery stores but not before 11:00 on Sundays
Today I saw with my feet in the water and watched a baby manatee and her mom swim around our dock. I was tempted to jump in and play with the baby. I will post pictures later.