We sailed to Marion to pick up Mark and Veronica. Next day, we sailed over to Pocasset and anchored inside of Bassetts Island. The place was packed when we arrived around 1400 and people kept arriving by boat all afternoon.
We dinghied ashore and walked the beach. An older couple going the opposite direction commented that there is a large party going on down there. It certainly was! A live band was set up on a barge, and there must have been fifty small boats anchored all around it, with plenty of people on the beach dancing and whooping it up.
We listened for a while then walked back to our more serene part of the island. At least we can say, "We were there!"
RSB
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Stormy Weather
Well, we got back to pick up our re-built starter motor, with hopes of taking off after picking it up. All night we heard thunder and rain beating on the coachroof. This morning there was no relief, and as of suppertime, it's still raining. I even set out a couple of buckets to collect rainwater to scrub the teak with if it ever clears up.
So we read our books, cleaned the V-berth, re-organized some compartments, and generally had a restfull day. But it's dreary and we're now up against a time squeeze if we're to make it to Marion on time to meet Mark & Veronica on Friday evening. If we get off at the crack of dawn, we might make it, but now that the wind is down from the 30 knots we saw this afternoon to only about 7, it will be a slower trip up Buzzard's Bay.
The joys of cruising.
So we read our books, cleaned the V-berth, re-organized some compartments, and generally had a restfull day. But it's dreary and we're now up against a time squeeze if we're to make it to Marion on time to meet Mark & Veronica on Friday evening. If we get off at the crack of dawn, we might make it, but now that the wind is down from the 30 knots we saw this afternoon to only about 7, it will be a slower trip up Buzzard's Bay.
The joys of cruising.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
FREE AT LAST ! FREE AT LAST !
The start of our cruise was not precision by any means. There was so much to do to close up the house and arrange for care while we're away that we slid our schedule by a couple of days.
Then we arrived to find that the engine wouldn't start. We had a mechanic help get it started, by replacing the starter motor. (Fortunately we had a spare on board) We finally got off on Monday, but agreed to stay close-by so that we could have the starter motor re-built and pick it up. We also found that we were fresh out of propane on one of our two tanks, so we decided to refill it.
And then, there's the little list of items we forgot. The key to the clock, the bridge tablecloth, olive oil. You know how it is. So we'll stop back at our mooring one more time, then depart the area.
On Tuesday, after liesurely breakfast, I attempted the simple replacement of the oldest portlight on the boat. The previous owner had replaced all but one, and he had left the replacement still in it's box ready to go. It turned out to be an all day project. Once all was ready, I opened the tube of silicone sealant only to find it had hardened. We put the folding bike in the inflatable, and I motored in to the beach. Using Bertha's handheld GPS, I biked the 5 miles to the nearest marine store and purchased a new tube of silicone. Back on Serenade by 6:00 pm, I gooped up the portlight and started to screw it down. The nuts wouldn't thread on because some of the bolts had been shortened with a hacksaw. Trying times, and right at happy hour, too.
Finally got all but one tight, and scrounged for a similar bolt in my jar of odds and ends to complete the job.
Rain later last night did NOT leak in, so it looks like it was worthwhile.
Now it's time to get underway and catch the rising tide back to Tiverton.
7-23-08
Then we arrived to find that the engine wouldn't start. We had a mechanic help get it started, by replacing the starter motor. (Fortunately we had a spare on board) We finally got off on Monday, but agreed to stay close-by so that we could have the starter motor re-built and pick it up. We also found that we were fresh out of propane on one of our two tanks, so we decided to refill it.
And then, there's the little list of items we forgot. The key to the clock, the bridge tablecloth, olive oil. You know how it is. So we'll stop back at our mooring one more time, then depart the area.
On Tuesday, after liesurely breakfast, I attempted the simple replacement of the oldest portlight on the boat. The previous owner had replaced all but one, and he had left the replacement still in it's box ready to go. It turned out to be an all day project. Once all was ready, I opened the tube of silicone sealant only to find it had hardened. We put the folding bike in the inflatable, and I motored in to the beach. Using Bertha's handheld GPS, I biked the 5 miles to the nearest marine store and purchased a new tube of silicone. Back on Serenade by 6:00 pm, I gooped up the portlight and started to screw it down. The nuts wouldn't thread on because some of the bolts had been shortened with a hacksaw. Trying times, and right at happy hour, too.
Finally got all but one tight, and scrounged for a similar bolt in my jar of odds and ends to complete the job.
Rain later last night did NOT leak in, so it looks like it was worthwhile.
Now it's time to get underway and catch the rising tide back to Tiverton.
7-23-08
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