Thursday, June 1, 2017

Back in the Abacos

Note to readers. as in the last blog, I'm writing top-down again. There's just one blog entry for this whole trip and you need to scroll to the bottom to see updates. I prefer this book-like organization, I hope you don't mind.

Thursday, June 1, 2017 Man O War Island

I had booked an early morning flight from Chicago to get to the boat by noon, and I'm glad I did in spite of the fact that I had to get up at 2:50AM to get a taxi to O'Hare. It turned out that it was important to get here early so I could go Edwin's boatyard to settle my bill and the supermarket to get food, because they have a long weekend starting from tomorrow to Monday, and pretty much everything is closed.

The flights were uneventful, and I got to Marsh Harbor without trouble. Immigration took a little longer than I had hoped since I had to fill out the paperwork again because they had given me a form without the carbon copy on the plane. Next I spent some time in a shop at the airport getting my phone SIM recharged to be able to select the unlimited data plan for this month. When I got out of the airport most taxis were gone, but I got a very nice lady who called the ferry on the VHF and asked them to wait for me. Out of the taxi, onto the ferry, and after a quick 20 minute ride, I got dropped off on the Caprice. It's always a relief to see her still afloat after I've been away for so long, I think boat owners can relate...
She was looking OK, of course her paint is still as scruffy as before, and she needs a bit of bottom scrubbing which I will probably do tomorrow.
The fridge was running fine, the solar panels had kept the batteries topped up fine, but they needed some more water.
Unfortunately the smell from the poop tank is pretty bad again, I'm airing the boat out with a vengeance hoping it will dissipate. I wish I could get a composting toilet on here.

I hurried to get the dinghy out and inflated and put the outboard on. Next reattach them bimini for sun protection, and I was ready to go to town.
The outboard ran me into town fine, and I found Jan and Lisa at Edwin's who took my money for the two months of storage and threw in an extra day for tonight for free. Tomorrow I plan to move somewhere and anchor.
Next to the supermarket for some fresh salad, milk etc. They had few fruit and other veggies, and I found that they WILL actually get a shipment in tonight and be open tomorrow until 12, I plan to go back than and get some fresh stuff.
Saving Grace, the catamaran of Mac and Sheila is still at the dock in the marina, but I didn't see them. Maybe tomorrow, it would be nice to catch up with them.

Friday, June 2, 2017 Man O War Island

I went to bed early and woke up early too, finding the batteries down to 11Volts. The fridge is apparently not well after all, it keeps running all the time and never switches off. It's 8 years old and I suspect it's low on coolant.
I searched around a bit online and found that these units don't have service ports, unfortunately, and can't be recharged. I decided to pull the compressor out from the lazarette and have a closer look. The thing is hard to reach and unfortunately the cabling and tubing was hard to work with but eventually I got it out. After opening the box I found that the little fan had seized - could it be that it's just that?



The compressor was extremely warm from running nonstop, but now that I cooled it down a bit it seemed to work better, as ice was forming on the plate in the fridge again. I put the unit back together without the fan and attached a big computer fan to the case, but that didn't seem to give good airflow and the fan was pretty noisy. I poked around with the original fan and found that I could pull off the rotor and access the axle. After lubricating it a bit the fan ran nice, so I decided to pull the compressor one more time and put the fan back in. While pulling the compressor out I realized that the copper tubing was getting kinked at one place and tried to be extra careful. It seemed to be running still in spite of that kink, so I put everything together and tried putting it back in, and then the sound of the escaping coolant hit me. I saw that the kink now had developed into a crack, and stayed at a distance while the coolant escaped, since it's said to be quite unhealthy.
So that's it for this fridge - I fixed it and broke it, all in one day.
I got in the dinghy to go to town and buy some ice to save my food. Fortunately the restaurant has the keys to the ice lockers of the marina (which is closed after 4 or 5), and I got a bag. And here I met Mac and Sheila again - they have made this marina their second home. They invited me into the air conditioned splendor of their Wildcat catamaran and I got to try a delicious Bahamas Organic Cola. We caught up and they called a friend of theirs who's coming over from Houston on Sunday. We thought that maybe he could get a replacement unit from a West Marine there. He was willing to help, even though he doesn't even know me...
It turns out that West Marine does sell those units, but don't have them in their store. They'd ship it to store, but that won't be in time, and in any case the thing weighs 32 pounds and I don't want to bother a stranger with carrying such a load for me. I guess I'll have to ship it here and pay shipping and import duties. There's a FedEx in Marsh Harbor (as I know from Ted!)

Saturday, June 3, 2017 Man O War Island

I woke up early and decided to move into the open water a bit, since the Eastern Harbor is a bit depressing with all the empty boats, and, even though a pleasant breeze blows through, has a stagnant feel to it. I also probably need a change of scenery. The ice in the fridge has almost completely melted by now,
Outside of the harbor was a little choppy but at the place where I anchored close to the western entrance it was reasonably calm. And finally went for my first swim/snorkel. The anchor had dug in well, and I had a look at the bottom of the boat. It had a bit of growth on it, and I thought of scrubbing it later.
The sky was overcast and it started to sprinkle, so I quickly went to town with the dinghy for new ice before it got too bad. Mac and Sheila and Daniel, their son, were on Saving Grace and they invited me in and we started calling places to see where I could get a new fridge machine. We tried calling a number of RV stores in Houston, but none of them stocked them.
Mac had the idea of calling West Marine stores in Palm Beach to see how quickly they would be able to get them into stores in case any friends would be coming from there next week. The community of boaters is pretty tight and helps each other. However, the stores I called all said that it would take them until probably until Thursday. I made a decision to order a new unit from Defender and pay the shipping and import tax, and just hope it gets here quickly. However, when I called them they wanted the precise address of the FedEx office in Marsh Harbor, and we couldn't figure that one out quickly. In any case they said they wouldn't ship it before Monday, so I decided to wait and look at options. Tommy Albury in the marina office told me that FedEx is actually pretty reliable and quick, but he had another idea and called a guy named Clement who's doing the fridge servicing on the mooring catamarans in Marsh Harbor. I talked to him and described the issue, and agreed to send him some photos. After I did this he called me back and said we could look at it on Monday and that he thought it could be fixed. That would be wonderful news...
The rain never stopped and I spent the rest of the day holed up and reading, and doing some work on the computer.

Sunday, June 4, 2017 Man O War Island - Marsh Harbor

Anchoring outside the harbor entrance went well, and the morning started significantly sunnier and brighter than yesterday. After breakfast I dinghied to the marina for new ice, and met an Englishman named Dominic on the dock who has a house on Lubber's quarter. We chatted a bit and he told me about his custom motorcruiser he came across the Pacific with years back.
I went for another swim/snorkel to the gazebo beach, and it was actually very nice. I saw some surprisingly large fish, but I didn't bring the camera with me so you have to take my word for it. One was so big that when I first saw him moving towards me I actually flinched back...
I forgot to mention that in the east Harbor I saw a turtle the last few days quite frequently surfacing close to me and peeking at me. And walking on the dock at the marina, just by chance, I observed a big ray jumping clear out of the water and waving his tail and no one in particular.
I lifted anchor at 1PM and motorsailed across to Mermaid's reef, where I anchored and read a few chapters of my ebook, waiting for the weather to clear a bit. Snorkeling when it's very cloudy is not really that great since visibility depends on bright sunshine. When it didn't clear up I decided to leave and go to Mango's Marina early.
I arrived but couldn't reach Rey on the radio - some neighbor helped me dock and told me that everybody had gone home already. I made some dinner salad, watched some Star Trek, and suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement on the kitchen counter. A huge 'palmetto bug', which is just a fancy name for big ass cockroach, was scurrying around. I chased the beast until I crushed and threw it out. Gross monsters! How the hell did I get them? I'm worried that if there's one cockroach visible there might be dozens hiding elsewhere.
Before I went to sleep I saw another equally fat one and killed it too. Another problem to deal with...

Monday, Jun 5, 2017  Marsh Harbor

After a work call from 8:00 to 8:45 I chatted a bit with Rey and then Clement, the fridge mechanic, arrived as promised at 9. He looked the fridge over and, after cutting off the kinked part, soldered it together and put an access valve on the return line. He explained to me that that very thin 'wire' I couldn't understand is indeed a tiny hollow tube.
I had read that one should vaccum pump a fridge after it has been exposed, but Clement said it shouldn't be necessary. After filling the system with freon we started it and there were no leaks - nice. The fridge started to get cool and after paying Clement $200 he left, but told me to call if things didn't work. Unfortunately, the fridge didn't work well at all - the plates were cold but never really frosted over, and the compressor just kept running non-stop. Ted and Darcy, on a neighboring boat, told me that it sounded like the system had gotten moisture inside and that this leads to the thin tubes getting clogged with ice as soon as it cools down. Ted said he was actually a fridge/ac repair specialist and that he was astonished that Clement didn't vacuum the system. I texted Clement and he immediately responded that he'd come back in the afternoon. Several heavy thunderstorms hit the harbor and drenched everything - I got the awning up to be able to keep the boat a bit open but still it got very muggy and moist everywhere. I really hope that the weather turns dry soon or else everything will get mold and rot.
Clement turned up as promised and this time, after adding a second access valve to the system, connected his vacuum pump. We had to wait for over an hour so I invited him to a beer at the bar next door. This was closed, so instead we got in his van and went to a local bar where the natives hang out. I was the only white person in a bar with two dozen black, friendly pool players. We had a couple beers and Clement beat first another guy and then me at pool quite easily, but eventually lost against another player, It was time to return to the boat and refill the fridge.
We found that we could clearly hear the freon circulating, but it was still not good enough to freeze the plates. Unfortunately that means Clement has to put in a drying filter and pump the system out again tomorrow. He left me the freon tank and the pump and took off again.
I chatted some more with my neighbors and then tried to cool down in the pool but the mosquitos were just too bad, so I returned and hid in the boat again...
One more cockroach turned up and fled into the motor compartment where I couldn't get to it. The good news is that the palmettos are not as bad as the 'German' cockroaches since they aren't likely to nest on the boat, And I learned that they actually can fly, which explains how they got on the boat int he first place. In fact, I found yet another one in the marina bathroom. I really don't like them still and hope to catch and kill them all. Tomorrow I'll try to get some boric acid and make some poison,

Tuesday, Jun 6, 2017  Marsh Harbor

Clement came back this morning as promised with a filter/drier and soldered it into the system, and reconnected the vacuum pump and left for another job. I went into town to buy some sanitation hose to replace my ancient hoses that I assume are part of my smell problem. Once I got back Clement returned and recharged the system. It was working  better than before, the suction tube pressure was now much lower than before which is a sign that the blockage is being freed. Nevertheless the plates were not forming more than a tiny bit of ice, and Clement decided to vacuum the system one more time. Every time we lose all the freon, of course, but thankfully there isn't very much in the system and it's not as harmful as the old refrigerant.



He left again and I decided to work on the sanitation hose and run the new hose and pull the old one out. I got the new hose into position but then realized that the tank wasn't empty enough to avoid a spill when I disconnect the old hose, so I decided to wait for this until after I got a chance for another pumpout.
Rey from the marina left on a fishing trip, but shortly after huge dark clouds gathered and a heavy thunderstorm hit us. I have some windows leaking again when the rain is so strong and dripping on my cushions, unfortunately.
Rey came back and his captain said that conditions out were awful and they were just busy saving themselves and got no fish.
After the rain had stopped Clement came back and filled the fridge one more time - and this time it definitely started working better. It was still taking a lot more time than I hoped to start frosting the plates, but some frost eventually formed, and we hoped that this is finally the end of that story.
He gave me a lift to the Napa store to buy a new alternator belt, but unfortunately they didn't have one that comes close to fitting mine. I bought one anyways in case, but I'll have to return it tomorrow since it doesn't fit at all.
I got back and the fridge was definitely cold, but still not as cold as I wish it would be. The compressor is running non-stop and if this continues will drain my batteries overnight.
I still hope that by cycling the system on and off a few times I'll be able to move the remaining moisture, assuming that's what it is, to the filter/drier and improve the thing. Altogether I've paid Clement $370 for his work, the freon and the filter. Considering the amount of time he spent it's a fair price, and even if it ultimately fails to work well I feel it's worth it to tide me over for this cruise. But let's hope it can be improved still.
At 3am a strong thunderstorm came through and drenched the boats and my dreaded leak over the bunk reappeared. It's not a lot, thankfully and by jamming a rag into the place where it drips I can avoid being rained on inside. It makes sleeping easier...

Wednesday, Jun 7, 2017  Marsh Harbor

The day started nice and sunny - but still no good fridge. I had to shut it off at midnight when it was becoming clear that the compressor still never stopped. I texted Clement with the bad news and he came by once again and checked things over. He said that he believed that the filter/drier was full now from having absorbed whatever moisture was in the system and that he could replace that filter once more, and vacuum the system again. I was hesitant - this would be another $150-$200 dollars and no good idea if it was successful. I agreed to give it one more try and we went off to get another filter. While we were in town I managed to find a place that would get me a spare alternator belt (because my current one is slipping I had to replace it with my previous spare and I don't want to risk being without a spare). Back to the boat, and one more time Clement replaced the filter and attached the pump and left for another job.
At least the weather was relatively good today, mostly cloudy but the forecast rain and thunderstorms never materialized.
When he returned 3 hours later and refilled the system the moment of truth came, and I lost,.,
The thing is somehow blocked and the blockage appears impossible to locate or get rid of. Clement thought that maybe replacing the plates might do the trick, but they aren't exactly available here, and in any case I decided I had tried enough repairs by now. I paid him another $150 and he left, as unhappy as I about not having been able to fix it, but at least richer by $520...
When I told Ted and Darcy on my neighboring boat about the issue Ted offered to have a look at it himself. First I got a tour of their very nice Morgan OI 43, which they have upgraded with plenty gear and equipment. A very nice boat, I especially like the big double bed in the stern with a lot of windows that they had replaced with opening ports.
Then they came over with his gauges and some more refrigerant. He topped it up a bit but couldn't find anything else with it either. We had a nice chat in the cockpit and he suggested we'd try to find a vacuum pump for rent tomorrow, in case it's not crazy expensive, and run it the whole day. He thinks it's really the most likely thing to fix it, if anything at all will help. They also gave me nice frozen filet of Mahi-Mahi which they had caught on their way from Eleuthera. I guess I'll finally grill tomorrow.
I had a wild idea in the evening to try to clear the fridge capillary tubes - if the problem is that ice crystals form in the tubes, why not use something to keep the tubes from freezing. I used a hair dryer to keep the plates warm while I ran the fridge. I did this for about 10 minutes and then closed the box and hoped for some improvement.
Unfortunately, half an hour later, still no ice had formed on the plates, so I switched it off again.

Thursday, Jun 8, 2017  Marsh Harbor

Soon after breakfast the rain stopped and I walked through town searching for a vacuum pump, unfortunately without any success either. The tool rental place has gone out of business years ago, and noone knew where I might find one.
By now the sun was shining and when I returned to the boat I started the fridge one more time, and amazingly a film of ice appeared quite soon. I ran it a bit and then stopped it to scoop out all the water and refill it with things. Strangely, after I switched it on again it again wouldn't get cold enough to frost the plates. Infuriating,,,
While the rain let up I got into the dinghy to scoop out probably 100 liters of rain water.
The weather turned ugly once again, so by now I have spent a whole week in the beautiful Bahamas having nothing but technical trouble and awful weather...
In the evening I grilled the Mahi Mahi which turned out very nice, and the filet Darcy had given me was big enough to save half of it for tomorrow.
Before going to bed I repeated the hair dryer exercise, but still the fridge wouldn't make ice.

Friday, Jun 9, 2017  Marsh Harbor

In the morning a strong thunderstorm blew through - I'm glad I had taken my awning down the evening before because it might well have flown off.




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My shore power failed, which didn't surprise me since I had seen my power cable working itself loose from the boat motion. However, after I plugged it back is still didn't work - turns out the whole island lost power during the thunderstorm.
Once it was over and the sun started shining I started the fridge once again - and ice formed yet again! This time it actually really seemed to work better than ever since the repair, so I let it be while I walked into town to fetch the alternator belt. However, they had to tell me that the plane was cancelled due to the bad weather and the belt would arrive the next day.
On my way back I went to Maxwells for some food and when I arrived back I found the fridge still working. Could it really have fixed itself?
My neighbor is a young latin guy with a wife and two young kids on board his 40 foot Beneteau. We got to chat a bit today and he told me that he just came from the Exumas, which he though was the best part of his long cruise that had taken them down all the way to Montserrat.
The weather looked finally good, rather a lot of sun finally but still very humid. I was tempted to leave today and return to Man-O-War, but there's still some ugly stuff on the radar, so I decided to wait one more night.


Saturday, Jun 10, 2017  Marsh Harbor to Man o War

I promise not to talk about the fridge much anymore after this. It ran all night on low and didn't stay quite as cold as I had hoped, and the filter was rather hot. I asked Ted one more time to come by with his gauges and drain some of the refrigerant, since I thought the reason for the heat might be that it was a bit overcharged. Big mistake, after he reduced the refrigerant the thing got much worse. I went into town while there was some clear skies and bought a new can of refrigerant, and Ted filled the fridge up a little more. It didn't seem to help yet, but maybe I'll try again tomorrow!
The weather report for today was finally a little better and I made up my mind to finally leave, after wasting 6 days at Marsh Harbor.
First I bought a box of Sands Beer, and then cast off. Ray gave me a good price for the six days, including water and electricity and tax I paid $240.,,
On my way out I had a nice call with my admiral, I miss her of course but I'm glad she's not here wasting her vacation days.
While we were talking a nasty looking thunderstorm approached and I decided to anchor at Mermaid Reef to wait it out. Just after reaching it and setting the anchor the rain started falling and the lightnings closing in. I was feeling smug and secure sitting in the cabin watching the mayhem around me, until with a huge bang a lightning hit the Caprice straight on. Immediately a loud noise came from the audio system and a stink of fried electronics filled the cabin. I myself hadn't felt anything but a loud bang at the precise moment of the flash. I first disconnected the audio system and then traced the stink to the solar panel charge controller. I also had a look in the bilge to see if we suffered any holes - there are stories about boats receiving hundreds of tiny holes from lightning strike. Nothing seemed to be leaking.
After the worst of the storm had passed I went outside and looked for obvious damage. I found no burn marks or anything immediately, but when I looked up the mast I found that the radio antenna and the wind indicator had entirely disappeared.
Further checks showed that the depth sounder was showing wild numbers all over the scale, and that the stationary VHF radio was dead. Both the masthead light fuse and the radio fuse were clearly blown.
So here is the list of damage so far: Solar Panel Controller, Audio System, Depth Sounder, VHF radio, masthead light and masthead wind direction indicators. I might want to get up there to have a look soon.
When it had cleared sufficiently I started the engine (no troubles there thankfully) and proceeded to Man-O-War with slow speed.
Along the way I also exchanged the sanitation pumpout hose- I didn't want to do this smelly job in the marina and kill my poor neighbors.
The weather was finally turning pretty nice, of course I have no way to use the solar power at this point.
After anchoring at Man-O-War I checked the bilge again and found that the water level was a little high for comfort. Running the bilge pump manually didn't seem to work - it ran but didn't pump anything. So, the next project was to figure this out. I eventually traced it to the flow valve that is a bit of mysterious plumbing designed to prevent water from flowing reverse from the outside into the boat, especially when heeled. This piece of brass tubing is a mystery to me - I'll take a photo of it tomorrow. It had a nut under which I found a needle like pin, but I couldn't quite make sense of it. However, after closing the nut I found that the bilge pumped fine. Weird.
Next I decided to shortcut the solar panels directly to the batteries - I will have to be my own charge controller until I can find a replacement. It seemed to work and charge well.
Just after I finished I saw a boat approaching and it turned out to be Tony, the guy who might have brought me a new fridge from Houston if I had been able to find one. As he approached we chatted a bit and he decided to anchor close to me to meet.
I jumped into the water and snorkeled to him - finally, after so many days of sweltering heat with no relief, it feels so good to swim, Tony's boat is gorgeous - a Taiwan made Fantasia 35. It's interior is just amazingly nice and comfortable, and very spacious. Considering that this boat is exactly the same length as the Caprice, I'm amazed by how much more space it has everywhere.
We chatted forever and by the time I swam back to the Caprice it was almost dark.
I now realized that a number of the LEDs on the light strip had been killed by the lightning, and one of the fancy cabin top LEDs ($40 each) soon started smoking and died. I might find other damage as I continue using the boat.
The weather appears to be calm and no rain in the immediate forecast, so I'll stay anchored here for the night.

Sunday, Jun 11, 2017  Man o War Island

Finally, a good, calm an dry night. It makes such a difference...
I woke up to a nice sunrise and relatively clear skies. Tony raised anchor and left to run north for a few days, I hope to see him again soon.
After some yoghurt and muesli for breakfast I went for my first swim and snorkel. The water is just the right amount of refreshing, and I feel so much better now. I wanted to try my little underwater camera and considered snorkeling all the way to the gazebo beach, but I decided to use the dinghy instead. The beach was all mine, but there were a few large sailboats anchored closeby, including one very large one with a Waverunner mounted on the transom! I've never seen these on sailboats, and it was actually really pushing the stern lower significantly.
The camera seemed to work fine, but it's hard to tell on the little screen. I spent quite some time snorkeling around the various rocks and saw plenty smaller fish and only a few bigger ones. On the way back to the beach I came across the biggest star fish so far and had to grab it.


Back on shore I met a Bahamian couple on a powerboat. They live on Man o War for 16 years and know it inside out, The husband was cleaning conch and putting the offal onto a hook to try to fish. While we were talking a sting ray and another big fish already showed up and scooted up and down the beach, but unfortunately they didn't get close enough to catch them on the camera.
After I returned to the boat I had a shower with the 'bag-shower' and a little lunch and then a short siesta. It was actually rather hot now, and I rigged the awning to keep cool.
Later I dinghied into town and found Mac on 'Saving Grace' and he invited me in for a chat that turned into a long afternoon visit. Sheila eventually turned up and we had a good time telling stories. Mac gave me a wind scoop to improve ventilation on Caprice and it fit perfectly. This should be very useful.


Monday, Jun 12, 2017  Man o War Island

Another fine day, and after breakfast and some computer and email work for the job I got online looking for depth sounder and fridge. I've decided to give up on the broken fridge - it doesn't seem to become any better even though I ran it the whole day long. I'm eating all the food that can spoil and will switch it off and use ice for the next few days until I can get the replacement fridge.
I found that the depth sounder sensor is of an odd, old design (what a surprise). The display unit is really ancient - it's using tubes for the numeric display!
I'm worried that replacing the existing through-hull will not work at all without lifting the boat out of the water, and I'm not planning on doing this any time soon.
However, I found that there are 'in-hull' transducers that one can epoxy on inside the hull, and, as long as one doesn't have air bubbles in the hull, the signal would transmit through. It reduces range, so one can probably not read very large depths, but that's not what I'm interested in here anyways.
I placed the order for the fridge and the depth sounder online and called them to see if they needed extra information. I emailed a photo of my cruising permit to use with customs.
Next I investigated a replacement for the charge controller. Tony had shown me one that is much cheaper than the one I had, from China of course, but I looked up the company that made my old one and found that they have a newer, slightly improved model now. I emailed the distributor to find out if they can ship to the Bahamas.
As for the other things - I can live without the extra VHF, windex, and masthead light (which has been broken for some time anyways). No music is a bummer, and I'm thinking that when I'm in Marsh Harbor I'll look if I can't find a cheap replacement car radio.
The weather was still nice, even though it got quite cloudy at times and one shower brought some fresh air.



Tuesday, Jun 13, 2017  Man o War Island

Finally an uneventful, relaxing day. Apart from the ongoing work related issues (a project quite off the rails), all is good today. The weather is very nice, the breeze just strong enough to keep it comfy.
I went snorkeling and swimming several times.

Wednesday, Jun 14, 2017  Man o War Island to Tilloo Cay




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The wind is predicted to shift somewhat more south-easterly, and it would be best to get to somewhere more protected from that. Mac and Sheila had told me that Tilloo bank is very nice for snorkeling and wading, so today after going into town to finalize my storage deal with Edwin's and shopping a few things I took off. The anchor came up good (I had anchored right next to some undersea cables, but didn't get entangled). Soon on my way I realized that it was a bit too choppy to drag the dinghy with the motor mounted on the transom, so I had to stop and bring the dinghy alongside, climb in and take the motor off. Next lift it from the dinghy on deck, and in the choppy conditions I was extra careful not to drop it in the sea - that wouldn't be good.
All went well and I got back underway.
The way to Tilloo meanders past some very shallow sand banks, and without a depth sounder I was being extra careful. I got to Tilloo in the early afternoon and initially couldn't get the anchor to grab through the seaweed. By diving on it and poking it into the weed I got it to stick eventually.
A bunch of catamarans showed up and moved much closer to the very shallow Tilloo bank. I snorkeled to it and went about for some 30 mins, but didn't see much. However, I plan to be here a few days and have time to explore. It sure looks beautiful.

Thursday, Jun 15, 2017 Tilloo Cay

After some work I took the dinghy for a ride to the sand bank. The weather was beautiful, and the color of the water and the sky worth of some photos.


A bunch of other boats kept coming and going with people snorkeling or just wading. I didn't find the snorkeling itself all that interesting, there were few fish about and a few conch. After a bit of playing I got back in the dinghy and was about to return to the Caprice when I saw a large dark shadow moving around close by. I jumped back in and found a fat ray cruising by.



Back to the boat, and a few work related calls and then some lunch. Later I went for another tour with the dinghy, this time parking on the nearby beautiful beach and snorkeling from there. Again, not really much to see, but the water was great to swim in. The catamarans that were anchored next to me got replaced by new ones, and then a large schooner turned up, which I had seen before at Man O War. It's a pretty looking ship, and what's odd is that it has four dinghies in tow.

Friday, Jun 16, 2017 Tilloo Cay to Mermaid Reef

A shower in the evening, and a cloudy morning signaled a change from the great weather the last few days. As predicted the wind started picking up from the south and my anchorage was becoming uncomfortable. I took off north past Lubber's Bank on a reciprocal course and got to Mermaid Reef outside Marsh Harbor by 1pm. It was a bit cloudy but I snorkeled the spot anyway and had fun with all the fishes. This 'reef' is artificially made and I'm sure the fish are 'planted' too. Even though the water wasn't as clear here as at Tilloo, it was nice, especially when the sun came out and gave me better underwater light.



When I got back to the boat I gave it a scrubbing along the waterline with a big brush to get rid of some of the algae and other growth.
My box with the fridge and the depth sounder is still sitting at Nassau with customs. This means I have to wait at least until Monday to get it, since FedEx isn't open on weekends.
Just when I thought I can relax I found a serious structural issue in the engine compartment. The battery shelf/box is starting to sag. I suspect the wood is rotten and this needs very urgent fixing. I think tomorrow I will have to take the batteries out and strengthen the box - if it falls apart the batteries will fall down into the engine and all kinds of disasters will follow. I'm glad I discover this now, imagine it happens while the boat is sitting here waiting for me.
After crawling in the engine compartment I needed to cool down and went for another swim. While circling the Caprice I suddenly had a revelation - the peeling paint I see is actually really a paint layer. The underlying gelcoat is white! The Caprice was apparently white originally, and either Emek or the first owner decided to paint her. The gel coat actually looks as if it's in decent condition.

Saturday, Jun 17, 2017 Mermaid Reef to Man O War (the low place)

Another day of crises. Some manager at our company had decided that the only way to salvage an ongoing and intensifying crisis at a customer was to fly us all to Pittsburgh and work on this project exclusively. I don't know if it will be more efficient than working as we do now, Considering the cost in time and dollars, it's a pretty desperate move.
While this was going on I was trying to figure out how to fix the battery problem. Once I remove the batteries I have very little power, and might need it for the power tools if I try to cut and drill any supporting wood. Initially I tried to strengthen the box by putting some scrap wood under it, but I realized that the box was so rotten and its support so badly damaged I'd better relocate the batteries.
I found a spot on the counter right behind the fridge - but I'll had to juggle with cabling and didn't have a lot of thick diameter cable on board. Of course it's Saturday and stores were closing soon. And there were a few showers and thunderstorms thrown in for good measure.
I eventually got the batteries in position and all cabling done using some bits of AWG12, which is seriously undersized especially for starting the engine. However, I was able to start the engine before the cables got too hot and ran it a bit to see if the cables would overheat while charging. The only get mildly warm, so that was no worry, I think the starter can easily pull 100 amps, and running through some AWG12 is seriously lowering the voltage and current. Charging is at about 15-20 amps, and not a real problem, although also inefficient. I'll have to get decent cables with proper lugs soon.

Mac and Sheila had invited me for Bison burger and I decided to cross over to Man O War and anchor at the 'low spot' (the Gazebo). The wind was predicted to get up to 15 overnight, so when I got there I quickly snorkeled and poked the anchor through the sea weed to make sure it stuck well.
Next a quick shower, and dingy ride to Mac and Sheila and Tony. We had a great time really, The burgers were delicious, and Mac turned out to be quite the joker.


The evening went on much longer than planned and by now it was pitch dark. I had, of course, forgotten to bring my head lamp, so Mac gave me his cap with inbuilt LEDs.



But in the end he decided to give me his head lamp since the cap seemed to be low on batteries.
Going back was an adventure because it was very dark and since there are some shallow spots and rocks I couldn't afford to go wrong. And outside of the channel the waves had seriously increased since earlier. I eventually had to start google maps on my phone to navigate and found the Caprice bouncing at anchor.
I made sure to let out some more line and set the anchor alarm. Since I'm at a lee shore, dragging here would quickly put me either on the rocks or run aground. The wind was still intensifying, and I staid up until 1am to make sure all was well. To make sure I'd be able to start the engine in an emergency I ran it for an hour to top up the batteries.
The Rocna did well and I finally got to sleep.

Sunday, Jun 18, 2017 Man O War (the low place) -Man O War Eastern Harbor

The whole morning was windy and cloudy with repeated rain showers. I couldn't get the batteries charged enough with the solar panels and had to start the engine for a bit. With all cylinders engaged, my poor cabling can't start the engine, but after switching the decompression lever on cylinder 1 it came on and I ran it for an hour.
I booked my flight and hotel for Pittsburgh and cleared up the boat a bit, and eventually, when the weather turned nice I went for a long snorkel at the Gazebo beach. I checked on the anchor and saw that it hadn't moved one bit, good old Rocna!
The wind was predicted to increase more, and the place I was at was a bit too rolly, so I raised anchor and moved to the East Harbor and my reserved mooring. Outside the harbor was a sailboat from Sydney, Australia! Imagine somebody sailing around half the world to here. I must say my journey was easier.
When I pulled up the mooring pendant the flimsy line on it promptly broke and the lines sank back into the water. I tried anchoring, but Tony from Tryst next to me had seen it and quickly dove to retrieve the lines for me.
After securing everything I went over to him to pull him up on his mast - he wanted to put a spinnaker halyard up. Before we started he offered me some lunch he had just prepared and I gladly accepted. Curry chicken with rice, very good!
We attached the main halyard and, for safety, the topping lift to his climbing harness and up he went. Cranking somebody up the mast is a surprisingly hard job, but all went well and afterwards we sat in his cockpit with some beers until the sun went down. It's nice and breezy here today, and I'm comfy.

Monday, Jun 19, 2017 Man O War Eastern Harbor

Tony and I helped Mac take down his sails in preparation for their storage until November. They'll keep Saving Grace at Marsh Harbor boatyard on the hard. Taking and stowing the sails on their cat is almost impossible for a single person, but with three it wasn't a problem. Electricity is going on and off here the last few days, and without air conditioning being at the dock is really too hot. At the mooring there's a bit of a breeze at least.
I spent the rest of the day preparing for my 9 day trip to Pittsburgh. Edwin's was OK with me taking the mooring ahead of schedule. Since I'll be back soon I didn't have to do much preparation. Later I took one more dinghy ride to the low place for some more snorkeling and swimming.

Tuesday, Jun 20, 2017 Man O War Eastern Harbor - Pittsburgh

To avoid any repeat of my last ferry related near-disaster Tony gave me a lift to the ferry and I got out of here without trouble. I met a couple other travellers on the ferry and we arranged to share a taxi. The journey to Pittsburgh was uneventful, with two changes in Miami and Charlotte.

Thursday, Jun 29, 2017 Pittsburgh - Man O War Eastern Harbor

I'm happy to be back! The return from Pittsburgh was a bit quicker than the reverse, and I arrived at the Marsh Harbor airport at 11:30 am. After immigration went smooth the customs officer asked me to open my bag and immediately came across the solar panel charge controller I had received in Pittsburgh. She wanted to know what it was, and explained that I had been hit by lightning and that this was a repair part. She could related - apparently just yesterday the main transmission tower here in Marsh Harbor had been hit and wiped out all communications for half the day. She wanted to see my cruising permit and the bill for the part. Both I had on my phone, but I couldn't find and download them very quickly. I apologized and spent the next 15 minutes trying to get them - by then the officer had figured out that her list didn't have 'Solar Charge Controllers' and simply told me to go. Well that was a nice surprise... Next stop was at FedEx to get the new fridge and depth sounder. Unfortunately, by the time I got there the FedEx guy had just left and I had to wait for half an hour in the midday heat. The only open store was a Bible Study supply place which I promptly entered. The lady in there pounced on me and wanted to know what I needed. I told here I'd browse. After a few minutes of not finding the bible I was looking for I excused myself and took my leave.
The FedEx guy eventually returned and gave me my packet - it was bigger and heavier than I had expected. I had to pay another $90 for taxes they had assessed in Nassau. This was actually less than I had feared - eventually I figured out that they had accepted my cruising permit and allowed the parts to come in without assessing duty. The only thing I had to pay was VAT.
Because of these sidetrips I didn't make it to the 12:15pm ferry and the schedule said the next one was only at 4pm. I settled in for the long wait - but again was lucky when a boat left at 3pm, with me being the only passenger. They dropped me off on the Caprice without trouble.
All was well inside, and I got busy with the fridge and depth sounder. First I tried to find a place where the new sounder can be placed without too much dampening. The centerline is not possible to use because the amount to fiberglass there is way too much and there are likely voids. I tested the position as instructed with a water filled plastic bag and couldn't get a reading from the thing. Eventually I settled for a position about midships where the hull bulges out. The hull is of course not horizontal there, but the sounder comes with a tube for tilted placement. They say that the sounder shouldn't be off horizontal by more than 5 degrees - this will be hard to achieve but I have no better place.


After gluing in the tube with silicone I had to take a 24 hour break from that to let the silicone cure, so I started the fridge project. First I pinched off the copper tubes and cut them - even though I had pinched them as hard as I could the gas still hissed out. I next pulled the old plates out of the fridge and pulled and pushed the new ones into place. They are identical to the old ones, so I didn't need new holes, but I had a hard time getting the couplings through the hole that I had drilled just small enough to avoid loss of cold. By now it was getting dark and I went to bed.

Friday, Jun 30, 2017 Man O War Eastern Harbor

I continued the fridge project. Today I pulled out the old compressor unit and put it away as a spare. I believe the compressor is totally fine, so maybe some day in the future I can use it again. The new compressor unit is very different from the old one, unfortunately, so I can't use the old support I had put together from some wood parts. The instructions of the whole system are very poorly translated from the Japanese and some don't make any sense. There's also no explicit mention if the compressor can be mounted in any particular orientation. I initially thought of putting it vertical, but eventually I decided to go with their suggested way of mounting it. I had to build some new support, I was lucky enough to have some wood and tools to work it and eventually had a platform to put the compressor on. Finally I connected the copper tubing ports and was glad to get those together without losing refrigerant. Next the power connectors, and the moment of truth. The plates immediately turned cold. However, I nearly got frustrated when no ice formed on the plates even after an hour of the compressor running full time. What if the new fridge is just as bad as the old? After spending countless hours and $1500 I was worried it was all a waste...
After running it for another hour the box seemed pretty cool and the beer and other things I put in felt cool. I inflated the dinghy and went into town to buy some supplies. When I got back the plates had finally formed ice! I guess the whole box and stuff in it was so warm that it needed a long time to get going. I went back to town to dump the big box with packing and wrapping materials, and the old fridge plates, and to get some water for my empty fresh water tank. I didn't want to move the Caprice yet with all the tools and parts lying all over the place, so I just took the water jerry can and 4 one gallon canisters. I'm so glad the fridge works finally, it's hard to live without anything cool to drink at least. I didn't want to continue with the depth sounder today in case I spoil my mood.

Saturday, Jul 1, 2017 Man O War Eastern Harbor - Foul Cay - Baker's Bay


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The depth sounder works! This allows me to go some places I didn't dare to before. Without waiting for the fuel dock to open here at Man O War I left the harbor and went the few miles to Foul Cay.
When I arrived it was totally deserted and I took the dinghy to search for the mooring balls at the reef. At first I couldn't find them - eventually I realized they must be much further out than I had expected. I had spare fuel with me and the weather was calm, so I headed out where I saw some other boats. Indeed I found a half dozen buoys here and after tying up went snorkeling. It was marvelous. Lots of fish, beautiful coral formations and warm, clear water. One of the best places I've ever snorkeled.



I moved to another mooring and repeated, and here it was just as nice.



I was thinking of staying here overnight and check each mooring. After I arrived back on the Caprice I found that the swell was a little too much for staying though. I raised anchor and went to Baker's Bay at the top west corner of Guana Cay.


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Getting close I was wondering if I had made a good choice - the ocean swells were even bigger here than at Foul Cay. Since this place has many reefs and rocks I had to approach carefully. As I got close to the beach the water calmed down considerably. After anchoring I snorkeled down to the anchor to make sure it was properly dug in and then went for a walk on the gorgeous beach. I'm the only boat anchored here, but there are plenty fancy homes on land, and a swanky resort.



When I returned to the boat I decided to recheck the anchor, and I'm glad I did. It was properly dug in, but the rode was dangerously close to some rocks. I had let out plenty of it and decided to just pull in more to avoid it being close to the rocks, since it was quickly getting dark now. As I rechecked I noticed some large dark shades close to me, and I saw the biggest, most amazing couple of Spotted Eagle Rays. They let me follow them a bit, supposedly they are as curious about people as we are about them. Such elegant creatures, they look like birds in slow motion, under water. Because of the poor light the video didn't turn out too well, but it was magical...


Sunday, Jul 2, 2017 Baker's Bay

I really enjoy this place. I finally have no projects to worry about, and fine weather. I overdid the snorkeling yesterday and got a slight sunburn, so today I'll have to take it easy. I got up very early and after breakfast decided to shave again for the first time in about two weeks. When I left for Pittsburgh I had decided to leave my shaver here and see what would happen. I don't much like the result.



And I find that snorkeling is difficult because the mask doesn't really seal well, so back to shaving...
Next off by dinghy to look for the reported snorkeling spots on the reef. I couldn't find them, and found that the reef is rather a possibly dangerous maze of walls that almost reach the surface. I eventually parked the dinghy on the beach and went snorkeling out from there. Really beautiful again, and today I came across a pair of squid swimming more or less in formation. Oddly one was actually in reverse, but it didn't seem to be of any consequence.


When I got back I decided to move the Caprice a little closer to the beach away from the rocks that worried me last night. Five minutes later I was at new spot, but now I feared I was really a little too close to the beach - if the wind should turn Northerly (not expected) I would possibly run aground. So, up the anchor again and another attempt. This time I'm far enough but there's still a rock I don't like. I wish I'd have bought some more chain last year. I had a silly idea of just diving down to the anchor and carrying it a little away from the rock. Only a few meters! But that was ridiculous of course, I could pick the anchor up but dragging the chain was impossible. I got out, reversed the engine hard to dig the anchor in, and pulled in enough rode to feel that all will be well. I got to post some anchor photos some time to show how stuff looks. It's nice that one can simply dive and look, rather than guess and hope that all is well below.
Plenty boats are moving around here, and some kicking up more waves than are actually naturally move through the bay. But it's all fine, I'm having a great time, finally.



Monday, Jul 3, 2017 Baker's Bay

This place is hard to leave, even though my water supply is very low by now. I hadn't expected to be here so long, but it's just too nice.

In the morning I went in search of the snorkeling buoys again, and dinghied pretty far out around the tip of the island. The reefs form a maze and I had to be very careful not to run into them - they would probably put a hole in my dinghy in no time. When I still couldn't find the buoys I threw out my little grapnel, but the water around the reefs it actually rather deep and I couldn't get it to grip. Eventually I found a place to hook the grapnel between some rocks. Snorkeling was great here again, also the plant life and colors are beautiful.
Parrot Fish are abundant, and not scared of people at all. The male is much more colorful than the female - I guess they try to impress the ladies.



Next I motored around some more and eventually found another boat with a captain that pointed me in the direction of the single mooring - he said all the others had disappeared. I hooked on and had another great snorkeling adventure, this time coming across a pair of rather large barracudas.



Next back to the boat and some lunch. A huge megayacht has anchored here now, with all kinds of water toys in tow (including two jet skis).
After a little nap I went off again, one more time to the mooring, and after that to a boat I saw anchored out a bit further. I used my little anchor again and went on a very long snorkel close to the edge of the reef where it drops so deep that I can't see the ocean floor. I've seen some single pompano before, but here I came across a school of them.



Tuesday, Jul 4, 2017 Baker's Bay - Man O War Island

I hadn't seen dolphins since Florida, but today, just after raising anchor to leave, two appeared as if to tease me. I briefly considered anchoring again and swimming with them, but thought they would probably leave as soon as I did that. I continued back through the ship channel and along Guana Cay to Foul Cay, essentially on the same track that brought me here. I anchored closer to Foul Cay this time, and when I jumped in to check the anchor I saw that the depth sounder saying 4.5 feet really means it:


As promised, a look of how the anchor looks like when it's properly dug in:







Wednesday, Jul 5, 2017 Man O War Island - Marsh Harbor

My time here is at an end again, until November. Before going back into the eastern harbor I dinghied into the marina to do laundry and buy a bilge hose and a propeller shaft zinc. Time was getting tight, when I got into the harbor I found that the pendant had been lost again and I had to anchor and snorkel to dig the lines up. Next I hooked up the new bilge pump and snorkeled to attach the zinc to the propeller. All this took time and I was barely finished when the ferry guys arrived. A few minutes after leaving the boat I realized I had forgotten my phone - the ferry captain was thankfully willing to turn around and get it. On my way to Marsh harbor I realized I had also forgotten two bananas in the fridge (which I had switched off this time). Well this will be interesting to see what becomes of them in four months.
After lunch at Snappas I got to the airport with plenty time to spare, but the incoming plane appeared a little late. When it finally arrived they seemed in no hurry to get us on board. Then we finally moved to the exit - to be asked to wait again. And then they asked us to return into the terminal. The plane apparently had some defect, or a gauge was showing wrong, so the captain decided to put it out of service. Initially it appeared that we would get a much later replacement plane, and I would have to spend the night in a hotel at Fort Lauderdale. However, that plane was eventually also cancelled, so they carted all of us to a hotel in Treasure Cay.

Thursday, Jul 6, 2017 Marsh Harbor - Chicago




Sharon from Silver Airways was the best, she dealt with the crisis competently and tirelessly. Bookings, rebookings, taxis, meals, hotels, etc, she did it all.












Saturday, February 25, 2017

Bahamas (?) Cruise

Note to readers - I'm describing this segment of the Caprice Journey in a single blog entry that I simply amend at its bottom. I know that blogs usually show the latest day on the top, but I don't like the style if you want to read the story chronologically.

The question mark is there because it's not settled yet where to go this time. The biggest problem is my lack of time. The Bahamas are huge and worth many months cruising. I have 'only' a month, and might not be able to cross over there soon anyways. It depends on the condition of the Caprice, weather and my own mood.

Sunday, Feb 19

West Palm Beach

Arrived in the evening and got a rental car. Since it's really busy here now, the smallest they had was a mid size SUV, a Jeep Renegade.



Unfortunately it's also $54 per day, but I have little choice since I need to do lots of shopping.
I had booked a room at a little motel without much looking where exactly it was - when I got there I was surprised that it was literally next door to the Cuban Restaurant Danny and Su Ling went with me to when I was here in November. It was a simple but clean and convenient place.

Monday, Feb 20

Shopping Day around West Palm Beach

After getting coffee and a egg sandwich at the Cuban place I headed south to Boca Raton to buy an outboard motor for my future Dinghy. I had been pondering several dinghy options but portability and reliability was high on the list. I decided on a tiny Honda 2.3 HP motor that weighs just 30 pounds. It's important to be as light as possible because I have neither a crane nor dinghy davits. And handling a heavy outboard motor by myself is not a good idea.
Next I went to West Marine in North Palm Beach and bought a roll-up dinghy. It's among the smallest inflatable dinghy one can get, but again stowability is very important for me.
The salesman deflated their display model (the last one they had) and didn't really manage to squeeze it into the bag. He commented that it's pretty much impossible to squeeze them in once they are out of the bag.
Next to grocery stores to stock up on lots of food - if I head to the Bahamas I better bring a lot because there's few places to provision there and they are crazy expensive too. I never bought that many cans of beer in my life!
Finally I headed out towards Indiantown, 30 miles NW of West Palm Beach. My launch was scheduled for 3PM and I found the Caprice soon on her stands. Since I have no ladder I can't look inside yet. She looks functionally fine, but the paint is in terrible shape, Emek had her repainted maybe 20 years ago and it's really starting to come off. There are also very many scratches and blemishes - she looks rather tired.



Then I notice that the retainer nut on the propeller is missing. That is potentially a problem because in reverse the propeller might pull itself off the shaft. I have no idea when the nut went missing. It was at some point secured with a cotter pin but that hole is full of rust.



I'm lucky to find a fitting nut in the marina workshop and a new cotter pin, but a second nut would be better to counter - unfortunately there's none available.
I'm briefly tempted to postpone my launch and move the Caprice into the workyard to paint her - but decide that I just don't have the time now. Next time when I come back here I'll do that before the next launch.
They launch her and I finally get into the boat. All looks pretty good inside, actually. Very little mold and dampness. It's good that I had the bilge pump powered all the time so nothing accumulated.
The engine starts very easily and I'm off to a spot on the wall. Things are looking up.
Next I'll transfer the literal boatloads of food, the motor, dinghy and so on. The fridge needs some cleaning but that will have to wait for later tonight when I've returned from the car rental.
I still have more shopping to do, and time is running out. On my way back to the city I decide to extend the car for another day. After some more shopping I get back to the marina and get to cleaning and stowing all the things. It's amazing how many items there are and I have to find space for all of them. The Caprice is too small!

Tuesday, Feb 21

Another shopping day

I'm glad I have the car because as I work on the boat I find all kinds of things I have to buy. And Indiantown is really in the middle of nowhere, without a car one is rather helpless here.
The alligator I met in fall is gone - they tell me he was making himself too comfortable and they caught him and transported him into the swamps. There's still some more out int he canal, but they stay away from the marina, one hopes.
The stuffing box is again leaking too much, and my batteries seem to have really low capacity. When I check their acid level I find them really low, every cell has their plates exposed. After refilling them with water the capacity is much improved. I probably have to do an equalize charge on them next to get rid of some sulfation.
After driving to West Plam beach again for tools, locks, chain and dozens other things I'm again back at the marina and manage to tighten the stuffing box with my new 2 inch adjustable wrenches. I'm finally getting the hang of this.
In the early evening I drive back to the airport (I put a total of 260 miles on this car in 2 days) and take an Uber back to the marina. The Uber is $48 and I tip the driver another $5 because this is a pretty useless trip for him - there won't be any fares back from here.


Wednesday. Feb 22

Indiantown Rain day

While until now the weather has been fine, in fact pleasantly cool at night, today it's raining non-stop. This suits me actually fine because I wasn't ready to leave from here. I spend the day working for my job and the boat. The old grill has to go - I ad just bought a few replacement parts for it and now I find that the burner is so badly corroded that there's no hope for the thing.
I spend a lot of time in the marina lounge/kitchen with my computer even though there's constantly interruptions. One particular fellow likes to chat - his first line was 'My name is Alfred, like in Alfred Jodl'. He claims to have been cell mates with our ex governor, Blagojevich. Who knows...

Thursday, Feb 23

Indiantown to Stuart



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Before leaving just after lunch time I befriended Andrei, a Canadian of Polish descent. I proudly made him a coffee on the espresso machine and he loved it. He's himself heading to Cuba (he says 'the system is familiar to him', but before leaving he gives me some great anchorage tips in Stuart, Fort Lauderdale and Miami. Also he encourages me to consider going to the Abacos instead of the Exumas - a little shorter and maybe quicker. My mood is much happier now - the last days I've been running around and not having much fun. Having my job to think about is also not helping. I'm neither here nor there - not putting all my time and attention to cruising, but also not working to the best of my abilities.

Friday, Feb 24

Stuart

It starts very foggy, but eventually turns sunny but pretty windy today, I'm happy to stay at anchor today and relax a bit, and try the new dinghy and motor later.



I haven't operated an outboard in 8 years (the old boat had an outboard for propulsion) but it's pretty easy. The motor starts easily and the dinghy actually goes really pretty fast with it, even though I'm not pushing it yet (first 10 hrs is wear-in time for the motor). It's quite choppy and going against the waves is wet business. Also, being alone forces me to sit on the seat rather than on the sides, which is not the best way to operate the engine (unless one wants to face backwards like when rowing. When I have my admiral on board we will be much more balanced. (Hint hint, my land admiral!) After a few turns around the Caprice I get back on and work on the computer to wait for the wind to die down a bit. Later as it gets calmer I motor the dink into Stuart and dock at Shepard park and walk the town.
Sunset bay Marina is full of people, but not quite my scene, I move on to walk the boardwalk, and watch the sunset while chatting with Dave and Roseanne on the phone. Back to the boat for dinner.

Saturday, Feb 25

Stuart to Peck Lake



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Again the day starts with a dense fog - after it burns off I dinghy once again to Shepard Park and walk to Publix for some fresh food (especially fruit). Then back to the boat and off we go. Well, actually we have to wait a bit at the bridge because an endless train passes first. During the waiting time a dozen or so boats accumulate on both sides. Today is a busy day. The trip to Peck Lake is quick and without problems, but there's boaters everywhere. It's a zoo, and I don't mean the few dolphins and manatee I see today.
Peck Lake is also full of boats. I anchor and start lunch, when my neighbor comes by and tells me that I've put my anchor chain over his. I don't really think so but since there's plenty space to move I'm willing to make him happy and move 200 feet closer to shore and give him more space. When I raise the anchor it's pretty clear to me that I'm not even close to him, but never mind...
After lunch I chill out a bit, talk to my parents and my sister and then row to shore (even though I have the motor now I want to row whenever it's not a problem to get a bit of exercise).
After crossing a small strip of trees I get to the Atlantic beach - and it's beautiful. Some people are here too, but after I walk north a bit I have it all for myself.



This is a natural reserve and very nice. I'm deciding to stay here tomorrow before heading south.
After a 3 mile walk I return to the Caprice in time for sunset and the arrival of a Danish boat next to me.



Dinner, and now update the blog, finally...

Sunday, Feb 26

Peck Lake

I like this area and wanted to spend another day here and explore the beach more. However, a strong northern wind kicked up the lake the whole day long and I didn't feel like getting myself drenched trying to get to shore. I just hang out on the boat and read, worked and relaxed.

Monday, Feb 27

Peck Lake to West Palm Beach



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Another nice and sunny, and a little breezy day. I left early to try to get to West Palm Beach quickly to meet Danny and Su Ling, my sailing buddies from Chicago that moved here permanently a few years ago. The trip through the ICW was uneventful, maybe a half dozen bridges and I was able to time them well enough not to lose much time. The Danish yacht 'Drot' caught up with me soon after I left Peck Lake and we played cat and mouse all the way to Lake Worth. They would pass me and run ahead, only for me to catch up with them at the next bridge. Eventually we reached Lake Worth and found it rather rough and choppy. 'Drot' took off again and this time I didn't find them again. Passing though Lake Worth I saw many hundreds of sail boats moored everywhere, and also many dozens of superyachts in the plethora of boatyards, I anchored in a mooring field just south of the inlet to the ocean because I had a plan to go outside next to skip the more and more annoying bridges.
I dinghied across to the West Palm Beach Sailing Club, paid a $16 guest fee and got a nice shower, then Danny got there and we drove together over the bridge to Palm Beach - the strip of land that's on the ocean. Palaces next to palaces. I was expecting the police to pull us over and inquire what people not in a Porsche, Bentley or Rolls Royce were up to here. We arrived at Danny and Su Ling's home and they had prepared a guest room and bathroom for me - how sweet! Next we went for dinner and I chose Chinese (I don't expect to find much Chinese in the Bahamas). It was excellent and they insisted on treating me. I hope I won't cause Danny harm on our planned sail trip.



Tuesday, Feb 28

West Palm Beach to Fort Lauderdale



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My weather expert Dave from s/v Pyxis had told me that a weather window to get to Grand Bahama and the Abacos was opening on Thursday. Our choice was to sail to Fort Lauderdale either today or tomorrow. Today looked better because of ESE winds that would help us a bit. On Wednesday the wind was predicted to clock further south and become an impediment.
While we drove to the boat the sky opened up with intense rains - better now than later!
We packed the dinghy full of supplies (we had bought more food, a jerry can for water and the ingredients for Danny's signature drink.

Our trip over to the Caprice was a wet ride. The wind was blowing briskly and kicking up a lot of chop, and even though we went slowly Danny got pretty splashed - thankfully the water was warm and by now the sun was shining.
Once on board we rigged the sails, deflated the dinghy and stored it in the cabin, and took off at high tide. The waves in the inlet were brutal, as expected, but once we turned south they became bearable. However conditions were still rather more lively than I would have wished. Danny however was in his element and pretty much hand steered us through the whole trip.


One we had the sails trimmed (we went with one reef) we settled in to our long journey. Occasionally large waves made the Caprice bury her bow and splash us so I rigged the dodger. Unfortunately that reduces visibility but with all the electronic gizmos in the cockpit (and us) we were better off for now.
I didn't bother with the autopilot in those conditions, I know it's not good when the seas are too large. Thankfully Danny did most of the steering today, apart from the time when he went below to try to make us his signature drink. He pretty quickly decided that those 'bullshit conditions' were not acceptable and we went without the drinks. We didn't even eat much - a big box of cheese crackers and a few bananas. In fact, I found that all my bananas had been partially peeled in the net where I keep them. I ended up eating 5 bananas today (2 on the trip and 3 for dinner)...
As the day progressed we found that staying close to shore (1/2 mile) was better to avoid much of the current that was slowing us down. By staying close to shore and motorsailing we managed sufficient speed to arrive at Fort Lauderdale when the sun was about to set. Conditions by then were much improved and quite pleasant, if not exactly calm. Before we got to the inlet two huge cruise ships of the Princess Line left the harbor.
We went to the fuel dock where Danny had to say good-bye for now in a hurry since I had to rush to my planned anchorage, Lake Sylvia. This lake is right in the heart of some pretty exclusive neighborhood. I got in there just before dark, anchored and pushed the dinghy out from the salon and cleaned up the usual mess.

Wednesday, March 1

Fort Lauderdale

I moved up to the Las Olas Marina today to have access to shore, laundry, shower and water. I spent the day walking 6 miles through Fort Lauderdale. Unfortunately apart from the exclusive neighborhood I had anchored in the place isn't really good to walk around. There isn't a city center here that I could find. I walked a bit on the beach which was nice and full of tourists, but I hope for different scenery soon. They call Ft Lauderdale the Venice of Florida, on account of all the canals.



Thursday, March 2

Fort Lauderdale to West End, Bahamas




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I cast off from Las Olas marina at 6:40 to take that bridge opening. The tide was coming in and slowing me down a bit and it took until 7:10 to get out of the inlet. Yesterday there was another Princess Cruises ship here, today it's Royal Caribbean.




It was pleasantly calm, in fact, too calm. There was no wind at all. I had counted on some wind to speed me up, but the gulf stream also was supposed to come to my rescue. Eventually the wind did pick up and I could motorsail at a good clip, and the gulf stream indeed didn't disappoint. I somehow expected a clear boundary, but if there was one I missed it. Only a mile or two out of Fort Lauderdale the northern push was becoming very apparent. I was steering 100-110 degrees (90 is East) and still was on a diagonal course of about 70 degree to West End as planned.
The autopilot was somehow not able to keep me on my intended course, it kept veering south. I think the friction device in it again needs adjusting, When I tried to steer by hand I found that it was pretty difficult even for me. The problem was that because of the waves I had sheeted in the main pretty hard and this, together with my small jib, was giving me too much weather helm. The fact that I had the main reefed didn't help, because when reefed the sail is quite baggy - I need to outhaul it more next time. As soon as the boat veers off course either way one has to counter steer forcefully to keep her steady. I'd need a hydraulic autopilot to do that.
In the end I had to steer by hand almost all the way, and if you read my blog you know how much I hate that...
Speed was excellent though and I got to West End without incident at 5:30. It looks tiny, especially coming from Fort Lauderdale...



I'm glad I had reserved a spot because it is actually pretty busy here.
Customs check in was quick and efficient and cost $300. Unfortunately the Caprice is long, even though she should be counted as a much smaller boat. 35 feet is the point where the fee doubles from $150 to $300...
Right after I returned to the boat a good rainfall started and is still ongoing. Also the wind is predicted to shift to northerly tomorrow and blow for several days. I'll be stuck here, but it's not a bad place to be stuck at I think.

Friday, March 3

West End, Grand Bahama Island

The winds are blowing strong from the North today and bring some pretty fresh temperatures. Caprice is well protected from waves, but the gusts rock her at her berth.
I made friends with two neighboring cruising boats next to me - John and Marcia and Sean and Natalie.
A large sailboat 'Arctic Bear' came in this morning and had a close shave with the docks, the winds were driving them toward the dock at high speeds...
The weather is mixed clouds and sun, and continuous high winds, still predicted to Wed. I'm settling in here. They told me the showers are cold, but after bracing myself I found they are actually working fine.

Saturday, March 4

West End and Freeport, Grand Bahama Island

Sean rented a van today and we all went to Freeport together. Even though it's the main town of Grand Bahama island it's very small still. We got SIM cards for our phones and tablets, and next visited the tourist trap area where they usually cart the cruise ship passengers. The port itself is very industrial and not a destination, instead they just bus the tourists to this place. Since no cruise ship was in town there wasn't much going on. We had lunch at a Greek Restaurant (Gyros with pita bread and fries) and a Greek Coffee afterward, really tasty.
Next to a liquor store (I didn't get anything, the prices were kind of high) and next to a grocery store. Here the prices are eye watering high, as expected. And consider that this was the main supermarket with supposedly the best prices... I got some fruit and a bottle of grapefruit juice to make Radler with my beer.



Sunday, March 5

West End, Grand Bahama Island

Still we are all waiting here for this kind of steady low-level storm to diminish enough to continue. Unfortunately the forecast isn't improved. Still looks like Wed until it gets better..,
The resort is nice and would be a treat if the wind was stopping. I shouldn't complain but I'm getting anxious to get moving soon.


I spent the day working on the boat and the computer (the hard drive of the laptop seems to be failing and I have to copy everything off it, and then hope I can sacrifice one of my external drives. I got a few of them with me and maybe I can consolidate them to create one to clone the laptop drive to). On the boat I wire the led strip lights to a spare switch on the main switch panel. Then the autopilot plug and socket. Since I didn't find a replacement set screw for the one I lost I have to solder the cable to one of the plug pins, but that's no big deal in the end. What's surprisingly fiddly are the screws to put the plug and socket together again, they are really too small and not well designed for normal finger sizes. Even though the pack of that socket says it needs #3 screws (no included) for mounting, the new #3 screws I bought don't fit at all. Idiotic. I have to drill the holes larger to make them fit. I wonder if that socket will at least last a few years before it fails. Good luck with all this junk coming from you-know-where-from.
Next I'm working on the headliner project. The hull-deck joint of this boat (it's 55 years old...) had lots of cracks in the inner liner before somebody glassed repairs over it. It's not a structural problem, but cosmetic. The area is very rough and has plenty bolts that make it even harder to clean. Plus it's an area where condensation happens - the result is a mold culture. My idea was to put a wide strip of headliner over these areas. Unfortunately, after cleaning the surface thoroughly and cutting the piece of headliner to the difficult shape it's hard to get in place when the glue is on it. It's very tacky and like contact cement is hard to move once in place. In any case, after putzing around with it for an hour or so the result looks awful. The headline makes every bump and uneven part of the area stand out more than before. Nothing to make it better short of ripping the boat interior apart and re glassing it all, a project way beyond my skills. I ripped off the piece of headliner again and spent the next hour scraping the glue off the surfaces. Anybody needs 3 feet of brand new headliner on a roll?

Monday, March 6

West End, Grand Bahama Island

No change in the weather forecast. I'm distributing espresso to my neighbors - all those boats are about 10 times the value of the Caprice, but I'm ahead in the coffee department. And so far I haven't used the engine once to top off the batteries - the solar panels work very well.
A local called 'Showtime' offers conch salad and I agree to buy $10 of it. He gets to work on a big batch for a handful of boaters. Usually conch is tough and needs tenderizing and cooking, but this is super fresh and can be eaten raw like ceviche.




Delicious! If he returns tomorrow or on Wednesday I'll certainly get some more.

Tuesday, March 7

West End, Grand Bahama Island

A nice Jeannau sailboat left this night and apparently ran aground right outside the harbor and couldn't free himself. Those guys had come in here last Thursday straight from the Virgin Islands and were planning to go non-stop from here to Charleston. I had chatted a bit with Stan, one of the two guys on the boat. They got help only several hours later when a dive boat and a coast guard boat arrived. They feared damage and decided to go down to Freeport to haul the boat and see if they need repairs. Must be very frustrating...
I've also heard the story of a sailboat with a couple that came here a few years ago and for whatever reason failed to get into the entrance, instead hit the breakwater and was reduced to small pieces within hours. That couple lost everything on the boat but still married with donated clothing and so on from the cruisers here.
Finally the wind is abating, and it looks as if tomorrow will be good to go. The first bit will go through the shallow Indian Rock Passage and then to Mangrove Cay, a fairly short hop. I expect that a whole fleet of boats will leave from here at around lunch - I'll be paying very close attention to the chart plotter and go very slow in the shallow areas.
Next stop after that will be either Great Sale Cay, or Pensacola Cay. Those cays most likely have no telephone coverage, so I might be incommunicado for a few days. No worries!



Wednesday, March 8

West End, Grand Bahama Island to Mangrove Cay



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When I got up many boats had already left. The tide today is low at 10:40, so one better leaves really early to be through the passage long before that point, or after lunch to go on a rising tide. The passage is 6 feet and the Caprice draws 5 - it will be exciting to go through it. It's mostly sand and grass, so even a grounding shouldn't give us grief.

I'm very glad I have the Espresso machine on board, it has significantly improved my social standing.


My dock neighbors: Natalie and Sean of 'Gale Rider' and Marcia and John (behind the camera) from 'Acadia'.

We entered the passage as planned a little after low tide, and right away the depth sounder showed 3 (which mean 5 feet) for several periods of time. This is a little tighter than expected. But we got through without a bump (or maybe one slight one, I wasn't sure). All went well, the wind was as predicted just 10-15 on the nose, so we had to motor all the way. The waves on the banks are clearly much diminished compared with on the open seas. After a few days of wind like we had the open ocean would have 6-10 feet waves I'd expect.
The autopilot wouldn't work properly and I had to rig some ropes to keep the boat on course while I fiddled around with the pulley system in the autopilot. After a lot of swearing I got it to work.
We got to Mangrove Cay well before sunset, anchored and spent a quiet night.


Thursday, March 9

Mangrove Cay to Allan's Cay




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Today started calm and turned dead calm during the day. Since we got up early we decided to skip Great Sale Cay and press on to Allan's Cay. BTW, Allan's Cay and Pensacola Cay were separate cays previously, but apparently some hurricane joined the,m together years back. The autopilot worked much better, but still slipped occasionally - I have to look at it again tomorrow.
We made good progress and got to Allan's Cay well before sunset. I finally got to swim and snorkeled to the anchor to check if it was buried well - my first attempt at anchoring had failed due to the abundant sea grass. All looked good. Marcia and John came with their dinghy and took me to shore. We found a path through the trees that eventually got us to the other side of the island - but it's pretty desolate there and extremely sharp coral covered rocks made walking there rather unappealing. There's likely another place and another path, we'll search tomorrow. By the time we got back to their dinghy the no-see-ums (tiny insects) started attacking us, just as warned in Activecaptain.
We went to Marcia and John's boat for a sundowner and a bit of chatting.
There's surprisingly good cellular reception here, so I could use my Bahamas SIM card and update the blog, read emails etc.

Friday, March 10

Allan's Cay

I've spent a night scratching myself - the insects yesterday must have bitten me a hundred places... But this morning looked gorgeous. I inflated the dinghy and went exploring. I found another path that led to a bunch of memento trees, on a beach that looks like a cliche from a travel agent brochure.



White sands, azure waters, and not a soul in sight. What a pretty place.
I want to stay another day here and just soak in the feeling. And Marcia and John feel the same - so we'll stay here until tomorrow and move on to Green Turtle Cay tomorrow.

Saturday, March 11

Allan's Cay to Green Turtle Cay



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The bites are still itching like crazy and night. I had found some Benedryn Gel in my medicine kit but it didn't help much.


John gave me some Hydrocortisone cream and I'll try if that makes it better.


The cruise to Green Turtle Cay was easy - it's a short distance and the wind was mild, if again precisely on our nose. Since the crossing from Fort Lauderdale I haven't put the sails up even once.
There was one large sailboat literally on the rocks. I don't know when that happened, maybe during Matthew? It looked stripped of all rigging and probably all other movable parts.
Green Turtle Cay has a very well protected bay, and Marcia and John went to the marina in there while I anchored in the bay next to a dozen other boats. I rowed ashore and we went exploring. The beach bar had a special rum drink 'The relaxed turtle' (I think) that was delicious but so strong that after a double (happy hour) we all felt extremely relaxed. We needed food, but found that the prices in the resort restaurant were rather high - $30 and more for a entree... Instead we went back to their boat and Marcia whipped up some great pasta with sun dried tomato pesto. Life is good.

Sunday, March 12

Green Turtle Cay

What a difference a night of good sleep makes... Maybe the hydrocortisone cream helped, or maybe the bites were healing by themselves, who knows. I'm feeling a lot better now.
A neighbor boat came by and we started chatting and getting a lot of info. An interesting option that might save me a lot of time is to leave the boat here after my trip end for storage until I can come back in fall/winter. There aren't many yards here that do that, but one is right here and I hear they are really good and secure. I'll find out more about that as soon as possible.

We dinghied into the main 'town' and found it mostly deserted - it's Sunday after all. Lots of prettily painted houses and bougainvillea.



We got some food in the grocery store that was open, but almost everything else was closed. But it's a charming place nevertheless.
Back in the marina we cooked up some dinner and drinks and chatted with our dock neighbors. It's the boaters life. You could talk to people all the time if you chose to. Everybody is in a happy mood.

And I'm especially happy because my Admiral is going to join me at Marsh Harbor on Friday for ten days. I really hope we'll have nice weather so she'll have fun. Now if I could somehow reduce the smelliness of the bilge things would be even better. I'm starting to consider the 'Nature's Head' potty. More about it next time...

Monday, March 13

Green Turtle Cay to Marsh Harbor


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After delivering the morning espresso to Acadia I headed to the other marina in White Sound for fuel and water. The marina I was docked at didn't have diesel and won't have any any time soon (for unknown reasons). Never mind, I got my 16 gallon at the other place. Also 15 gallons of water (which has to be paid for here - 5$).
I headed out first and ended up waiting for Acadia at the begin of the Whale Cay passage. The Abacos are a great cruising ground because no matter the conditions in the Atlantic, the chain of the Cays creates a protected area that is calm. The only exception is the area between Whale Cay and Great Abaco island. Shifting sand banks make passage for most sailboats impossible unless they have very little draft. So, to pass from north to the south boats have to briefly exit the protected area and enter the banks. If the weather is wild this can be difficult or impossible. But we had several days of relative calm, and so we headed into the passage together. The long ocean swells weren't really bad, but depending on the angle at which the Caprice took them she build a nasty pendulum motion. Not a big deal usually, one has to simply adjust the course to take the waves at a different angle to avoid resonance of the waves with the natural motion of the Caprice.


As luck would have it, a big rain squall hit us right in the passage, but a bit of fresh water is actually welcome. The chart shows many markers for the passage, of which I saw exactly zero until the end. They probably were swept away by Matthew and haven't been replaced since. With the chart plotter it's not a problem anymore, and the passage is actually rather wide and deep.
Winds from the SE were steadily increasing, and even after reentering the Abaco sound choppy waves slowed me down and kept kicking up enough spray to get me plenty wet. Acadia took advantage of their stronger engine and wonderful dodger/bimini and pulled ahead quickly.
They were set on getting to Hope Town, but I decided to slow down more to be more comfortable and change course to a spot north of Marsh Harbor to anchor tonight.

Throughout the day we started seeing more and more charter catamarans. Marsh Harbor is a base for those guys.


The water color is actually nicer than photos can show. When the water is only 10 feet deep (as it is much of the time), it's either this darker blue/green when there's sea grass on the bottom, or an even more sensational turquoise when there's a sandy bottom.

The wind is predicted to pick up tonight and clock to S and tomorrow to W. I should have good protection tonight and tomorrow plan to first visit Mermaid Reef and then maybe make my way across to Hope Town. The next few days also might be rainy, so I'll try to get some work done when I have down time.
After anchoring I went for a snorkel tour to inspect the anchor (all good) and see if I could see any wildlife. No fishes, but plenty sea stars and sea grass on the bottom.

Tuesday, March 14

Marsh Harbor

As predicted the wind picked up more overnight and turned to SW and some rain showers cleaned the Caprice of salt. It was time to look for another shelter, since the winds are still increasing and turning W and will eventually clock to N. Hope Town is totally full, and there's no convenient outside shelter, so I headed into Marsh Harbor. It's also very busy, but the harbor is big and I found a spot to anchor easily. Unfortunately the harbor mouth is to the NW and lets in plenty wind and waves. It's pretty choppy and I didn't want to get drenched in the dinghy, so I had to wait till after lunch to go to shore. I first went to the marina directly north of me, and encountered a huge catamaran from Chicago. Chatting with them it turned out that one of them is even from the Corinthian Yacht Club - when I'm back I'll have to see if I can find him there. There he has a J-111. Next I got to the marina office/bar and asked if I could reserve a spot here for Friday - unfortunately they are fully booked. I will keep trying to see if a spot opens in the next few days.
Next across the bay (still getting 'dinghy-butt') and to the stores. Marsh Harbor has pretty good supplies, and an excellent food store where I also got an area rug for the main cabin. Makes it much more cozy! I got bilge cleaner and will get to work on the smell. Unfortunately they are currently out of sanitation hoses which I had planned to replace to combat the persistent smell in the bilge.
I'll anchor here overnight and head for some nice spot tomorrow - Marsh Harbor itself doesn't seem attractive as a town.

Wednesday, March 15

Marsh Harbor

It's unseasonably cool today - the locals are wearing hoodies, imagine!
The wind is still blowing hard from the NW, kicking up some chop in the harbor. I dinghied to Mangoes, another marina I would like to stay at maybe on Friday evening when the admiral comes here. They are unfortunately full, too. I walked around the bay to the Jib room, the marina I visited yesterday. Still no spot available.. On the way back I stopped at some wholesale food place, they have conch and various fish - but frozen. I'd rather find some fresh fish if possible.
The town isn't really much to look at. Mostly services, and some nicer houses, but no real town center and anywhere worth walking around much.
On the way back I found Lou, the guy who can do my pump out - but only at high tide and when the weather is more settled, because the approach to his dock is tricky. I might wait for the pump out until later. Back to the boat and some work.
The anchor roller keeps working itself loose from the wooden boards. I pulled the thing off and mixed up some epoxy and poured that into the screw holes. Unfortunately the strong winds made some epoxy drips fly off and hit my new shorts, Ruined...
Later I watched some Star Trek, the original series. Always fun to watch Cpt. Kirk, Spock etc.

Thursday, March 16

Marsh Harbor

Overnight the wind direction changed to N and moderated a lot so I could easily dinghy ashore with the laundry. I went to the Jib Room first but they had neither space nor would they allow me to wash my laundry there. Next I went to Mangoes, and Ray there said 'yes, I have some space later!'. Next to see if Lou can pump the poop tank but he wasn't there. I cleaned up the front cabin of the Caprice to become the boudoir for the admiral, until now it was my general storage space for all kinds of stuff.
At 12 I raised anchor (a lot tougher without the anchor roller, which still has to cure a day or two), and then to Mangoes. Ray came onto the dock and expertly ran my lines to secure the Caprice. His marina is beautiful. It even has a little pool and a gazebo where people would gather, but in today's cool breeze nobody was in the pool.




The showers also were great, and included in the marina price (which is not a given in the Bahamas). First I did the laundry and next off to Maxwell's again for more groceries. On the way I got some bread at the best baker in town 'Da bes yet'. The baker also topped up my SIM card for more data. Data reception so far has been actually very good, Even the more remote Cays have telephone towers, and my old iphone works well as a hotspot.

Friday, March 17

Marsh Harbor

Admiral's Day!
Today my bunny joined me here in Marsh Harbor. I actually walked to the airport from the Marina - it's a 90 minute walk but I could use the exercise and wanted to see what else there might be to see on the way. There wasn't much. The admiral's plane was a little early and all had gone well. She was tired of course and we took a cab back to the marina (15$ for a 10 min ride...).
After looking around the marina and meeting Rey we had lunch at Wally's which was excellent. Wally's is said to be one of the nicest restaurants in the Abacos and we weren't disappointed. Next we walked to the Resort on the other side of the bay - it looks nice but pretty deserted right now. Also the temperature was downright disappointing, we even had to wear jackets! After walking around some more and checking some of the boutiques we decided to catch up on some napping and returned to the Caprice.
At 9 we went to Snappers to check out the band which was playing an interesting mix of pop and Caribbean songs. The beer was green - they celebrate St Patrick's day here...



Saturday, March 18

Marsh Harbor to Tahiti Beach




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We walked to Maxwells and got some more fruit, fish and steak and then to the bakery 'Da Bes Yet' for cinnamon swirls and coconut swirls, delicious!
After filling up water and saying bye to Rey (who has been great, I will always go to Mangoes from now on) we headed around Matt Lowes's Cay and south toward Tahiti Beach. I thought we'd just spend a few hours here and then move north to Hope Town but we liked it so much that we stayed the whole day and anchored overnight.



The beach is beautiful, of course, and we motored around with the dinghy to check the surrounding area a bit. Supposedly there's good shelling somewhere too, but we couldn't find it.



Sunday, March 19

Tahiti Beach to Man O War Cay




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This morning started very nice and calm, we had a good breakfast in the cockpit before heading to shore and explore the communities on land. Much of the area is privately owned and full of gorgeous cottages.



We found a way to the beaches facing the ocean and walked along them a bit. Most stretches of shore are called 'Iron Shore' because it is incredibly sharp and jagged rocks, I'm not sure if this is coral or volcanic. This stuff is so hard and sharp that I shudder to think how a boat, or even worse, a person would be shredded if thrown on this by the seas.
The wind was predicted to pick up and turn north overnight, and I knew we couldn't stay at this place because of that. We hung out at Tahiti beach until high tide and then went north toward Hope Town.

The trip was already kind of bouncy in the choppy waves. Upon entering Hope Town we encountered John from Acadia testing his dinghy, and he went looking with us for any open mooring. Unfortunately we found none. In fact, two had apparently just been taken by boats that we had seen at Tahiti, but which had left a bit before us.
Reluctantly we had to leave and motored to Man O War, which has some pretty good protection. I had initially planned to stay outside in the lee of the island but as we passed the entrance we changed our minds and decided to try to get through the shallows. It wasn't hard at all thanks to the high tide and we found a mooring ball right away. Nobody answered on the radio from the marina, we later found out that literally everything is closed on Sundays here, even the restaurants and the marina office. Tomorrow we plan to take a slip if possible.
On shore I ran into Clifford again, this time with his wife Adrienne, and they invited us over to their boat for a wine and beer chat.
I returned to the Caprice and we grilled some tilapia, and then went to visit our new friends. It was great to see a Pearson 365 in such nice condition as theirs and hear their opinions about its good and less good points.
At last we returned to the harbor for a quick walk through town and to the beach on the other side of the island.

The wind was getting stronger and we finally returned and took shelter on the boat. While pulling up the dinghy I bent over and promptly lost my sun glasses overboard. They sank quickly - I can hope to go snorkel for them tomorrow. It's only 6 feet deep here at low tide, so maybe I have a chance unless there's too much current or they get buried in the sand or see grass.

Monday, March 20

Man O War Cay

After breakfast we went to shore and checked if the marina had space, and they said we could come in at our convenience. We first took a long walk along the 'Queens Highway' to the northern edge of the island, over a narrow isthmus where a nice gazebo invites picnickers. The roads are narrow and people use almost only golf carts to get around, there's really no need and space for cars.


The locals (all 300 of them) seem somewhat besotted with British things.




We then walked back along the NE beach which was wild but beautiful.


Back at the marina we had some lunch on the boat and then I went to snorkel for the sun glasses. Visibility was nice and after less than 10 minutes I found them.


Next we docked at the marina without trouble and went back to the gazebo beach.


Then back to the marina and the most excellent showers we've seen so far. And finally dinner at the 'Dock and Dine' restaurant. We had ribs and mahi-mahi, both excellent. Talking to the waitress we found that half the island population appears to be of the Albury family (waitress included). That explains why most of the shops and the ferry service have that name.

Tuesday, March 21

Man O War Cay

We enjoy this island a lot. We slept very well in the protection of the harbor, and then after breakfast took another walk along the 'Queens Highway' north. Brenda, an artist from Boston had her doors open which meant 'come in'. Her rented cottage was very cool and her paintings and drawing beautiful.


After we reached the gazebo we settled on the beach for an hour or two and then returned to town and had a look in the grocery store. It's actually well stocked.
We returned to the marina and asked if we could stay until the predicted heavy weather blows over. Unfortunately they are fully booked. And our friends on Acadia say it's neigh impossible to get a spot, especially with the predicted blow. We'll have too look around, maybe stay on a can here (if we can get one), or return to Marsh Harbor.
We made some tuna salad and then dinghied to our beach at the gazebo for a third time. This time we took snorkeling gear and I found a herd of beautiful big star fish. Unfortunately we had no camera with us, but luckily we met Amy who took some great photos with her iPhone and mailed them to us that night already.



We put the star fish back in a line to watch them race back into the deep. After a few hours the fastest had made it about 20 meters far, while the laziest one was pretty much where we left him.
We spent a beautiful day on the beach until sunset. On the way back we first ran aground and then almost got lost. The water is extremely shallow at the northern entrance of the harbor.
Back on board we made Cashew Chicken and some rum drinks. A huge, lucky surprise next - Ted from Little Wing wrote a comment on this blog that he could give us a can at Hope Town. I quickly wrote him an email and he called us soon and we arranged to meet there tomorrow. Unbelievable luck!

Wednesday, March 22

Man O War Cay to Hope Town



I had briefly talked to Sheila of a neighboring Wildcat 350 catamaran and today when I talked to Mac, her husband, we got an invitation to see the boat. This is a South African built boat and it's incredibly spacious and airy inside. And they equipped it with the best and latest equipment. A very very nice boat indeed. They owned a 42 Beneteau before and said they would never switch back to a mono hull. We could see why...

Today we also saw the bank arrive in town:


Two big guys armed with shot guns got off the ferry, and then a lady pulling a box on wheels that looked like a cooler but obviously was the portable cash box. She then set up shop in the bank for the next 4 hours.


We took one more walk through the village - what a cute place. We hope to return to here soon.


One final walk along the Atlantic beach on Man O War to the Gazebo Beach, our favorite place. Today is the warmest and calmest day, just before the coming storm tomorrow. The beach was looking wonderful, and my admiral was posing in her nice summer dress.


We reached the beach and found yesterday's star fish haul had departed in their entirety. After a short stay we returned to the harbor and after topping up our fresh water took off an hour before high tide. Both the entrance to this harbor and the one to Hope Town are rather shallow and best taken close to high tide. We got to Hope Town without trouble and Ted from Little Wing came out on his dinghy to show us the mooring he gifted to us. It's probably the best mooring in the whole harbor with beefier lines than any of the others. What a great service.
We settled in and then went to visit them to catch up. We met 1.5 years ago, for a brief time, and now we meet again at the best possible time. They have a great boat, a Valiant 40, that is very well equipped, especially with rum drinks!
Finally we went to shore and explored the town a little. It looks promising and tomorrow during daylight it's bound to be fun to be here.

Thursday, March 23

Hope Town

The weather is predicted to deteriorate soon - we took the chance to get up the light house while it was still nice.


The light runs on pressurized kerosene and the carousel works like a grandfather clock - it has a weight that has to be cranked up and then drives the mechanism for 2 hours. Sometimes the light stops rotating - this means the keeper has fallen asleep.



The view from the top is beautiful. If you look closely you can spot the Caprice close to this edge of the harbor. On the far edge is just a thin strip of land and then the open Atlantic.



Next we motored over to town and walked a bit while the clouds were gathering. The houses are very pretty and painted in typical Bahamian pastel colors. Eventually a strong rain shower made us take refuge at a wine bar for breakfast, and then we returned to the boat (after a quick grocery shop visit).
The predicted heavy winds started as scheduled, and after some time the admiral decided that shore leave was required. As soon as we touched land she was feeling a lot happier.
We walked the village a lot more, admiring the many beautiful cute houses.


In the evening Marcia and John from Acadia joined us for dinner at Captain Jacks. The meals and rum drinks were awesome (like Funyons). We dinghied back through the dark and almost got entangled in a mooring that was unoccupied. The wind continued to be gusty throughout the night and made the boat shake and heel. But our mooring was safe and sound.

Friday, March 24

Hope Town

The wind didn't let up today, although it started slightly diminishing. We went to shore soon after breakfast and walked the town again

Hopetown school


Bank opening hours - Tuesday 10AM-2PM (On Wednesday, the bank is open at Man-O-War, at the same times)


We decided to explore the island north of the town, and this was a good idea. We found the path led through some pretty spots and vacation/rental properties, and then to a big sign post (notice Chicago near the top)


We found a beautiful beach that was dead calm (since it was on the lee side of the island) and had our picnic there. We waded with some nice big fishes, too. Next we crossed over to the 'wild' side of the island where the wind and waves were beating on the shore. But it was beautiful and not cold.
Finally we got back to town and had some ice cream. It was still blowing strong but tolerable to dinghy to Lighthouse Marina and pay to have showers there. In the evening we met with Ted and Patti from Little Wing for dinner. Snapper and Crawfish Pad Thai, plus rum drinks and fun conversations. We are enjoying ourselves. This time we didn't drink too much and I had brought my head lamp, so we had no trouble finding our way back to the Caprice.



Saturday, March 25

Hope Town

Still no respite from the endless winds, even though slightly diminished they keep everybody in the harbor. We again walked to the beach we had discovered on the protected side.

The local sailing club was racing today and when they took a break they brought their boats up to the beach right next to us.



After a few hours on the beach we walked past a very exclusive marina and then back to town on the ocean side.





Back in town we tried to buy some fruit in the supermarket but all was already gone. Back on board we used the solar shower and then went to visit John and Marcia on Acadia for crackers with cheese and salami and other goodies, and especially some potent margaritas.
The guys from the Catalina 30 from Wisconsin dinghied past and were invited to join us. Another fun evening ensued.

Sunday, March 26

Hope Town

Tonight was finally calmer and this morning was very pleasant for breakfast in the cockpit. We decided to explore south of the town and soon found 'On da beach', a restaurant on a nice, you guessed it, beach.



We sunned ourselves a bit under a little shelter and then, after posing the land admiral, went for lunch at that restaurant.




This island is an odd place. It seems to be a US enclave - pretty much everyone here is from the US. People here seem to be mostly either in their vacation homes, or one-week rentals. And then there's the boaters especially in Hope Town. The Abacos are really extremely easy to travel - no language problems, no safety worries, no supply issues. Even the internet/cellular net is very good in most places. I had expected this to be much more difficult.
After lunch we spent a bit more time on the beach but it was getting too sunny and hot and we returned to the harbor.
We had some showers, and then a short tour of Angel Louise, a Catalac 12m of Sue and Ed that traveled cross Atlantic on it twice and toured the continent (including travelling up the Rhine and down the Danube). This boat has seen more than most. Since the boat is huge and has incredible storage space Sue and Ed are probably carrying more stuff than the whole rest of the harbor combined. Next time I need any spares I'll try to find them.
Finally we grilled some steaks we got from Vernon Malone's shop - today was really the first time we could use the grill here.

Monday, March 27

Hope Town to Marsh Harbor

We left Hope Town early to catch the high tide. It would have been most inconvenient to run aground today because the admiral had a flight to catch home. All went well and the seas outside weren't really much of a problem. Still we could see big breakers out in the open ocean, they will need another day or so to die down. The admiral spotted a turtle on our way, unfortunately we were too slow to snap a picture.
We arrived in Marsh Harbor while plenty other boats were leaving and we experienced the closest we ever saw to a traffic jam. We got a dock space at Mangoes and Rey came on the dock to help us tie up. As soon as she was on firm land the admiral was happy again. We walked around 'town' a little and got conch salad from 'Show-boo' (excellent).


They are basically giant snails, and if you eat them super fresh they are tender and taste great raw with lime juice, cevice style. If they are not fresh they need tenderizing (usually by beating them like crazy) and then people usually bread and fry them.
We next walked to the beach at the resort (not impressive anymore after what we've seen), and had lunch at Snappas (great Grouper). After we got back to the boat the admiral took a little nap and then we had to go to the airport for her return flight. We got there at 4PM for a 5PM flight and got an earful about being 'the last passenger' (of 11). Anyways they checked her in and she disappeared through security...
I hung out outside waiting to see if I could spot her plane, but unfortunately couldn't find her. I walked back to town, with a stop at Maxwells for fresh fruit and some kielbasa for grilling. Back at the marina I got a tour of the neighbor boat 'Old School' of Trent and Chris, a 44 foot Pearson Countess Ketch. The boat is almost the same vintage as my Caprice and shares some design features. She's huge and very nicely equipped. I had a great time chatting with Trent and Chris.

Tuesday, March 28

Marsh Harbor

I had to find a solution to the poop tank problem. The only pump out in the area is cumbersome, and Lou the operator never around. I learned that he's essentially the septic tank man for the whole area, but his main business is really all the houses here with septic tanks. He has a sewage truck and all kinds of equipment. I realize also that his stuff is probably overkill for my small tank, and will likely be expensive.
In any case he again was nowhere to be found. I decided to rig something myself. First I went to Show-Boo and got another conch salad, and then made a trip with the dinghy to the Mermaid reef just outside of the harbor here. On the way I saw a few small turtles and a barracuda that was apparently fascinated by my wake and followed me some distance. The reef was very nice, and full of many different fish. Many are so tame (and maybe get fed by people) that they come and swarm around the snorkelers. I think I saw at least 3 dozen different fish species. And a huge lobster in a cave in the rocks. I'm sorry that the admiral didn't have a chance to see this place.
Finally I returned to the boat and went to work on the hoses. I have a manual emergency bilge pump that's useful if the electric one fails. I've never had to use it so far. On the other hand, this manual bilge pump is pretty strong and of the diaphragm type - just the right thing for my purpose. I had a few hours of work disconnecting and threading the sanitation hose out of its usual channel and connected it to the pump. Tomorrow on the way to Guana Cay I'll exit into the ocean proper and try this - I think it should work.

Wednesday, March 29

Marsh Harbor to Guana Cay



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After chatting with Rey and my neighbors on Old School a bit, refilling water and stowing the dinghy engine we left the harbor to a beautifully calm sunny day. Old School soon passed me with their 110 HP engine, I was sorry to see them go so soon after meeting them. Boating is like that...


I got to Fishers Bay at Guana Cay without incident and after I anchored found that Ted had just called me. When I called back he seemed a clairvoyant - asking me if I had just anchored at Guana?! He confessed that he and Patti were watching me from shore where they had lunch at 'Grabbers'. I rowed to shore (a bit of exercise, whenever I can row instead of motoring, I do it. It also leads to other things, see later).

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It was an unexpected pleasure to see them and Suki again. I have a feeling we'll bump into each other again somewhere.
I saw plenty turtles rowing to shore, I might snorkel here some time to see those guys from underwater.
One reason to come here was that I heard that snorkeling is good on the Atlantic side, so I walked over there and explored. Unfortunately the water is still too rough today to offer good snorkeling conditions. But the beach is gorgeous.


On my way back I rowed past a Gemini 105 MC, a 'pocket catamaran' I had been often eyeing as a good two people boat when I upgrade from the Caprice. Dave and Linda, the admiral and captain, waved at me and we started chatting. They invited me aboard to have a look and I really enjoyed seeing this boat. After seeing the Wildcat 350 and the Catalac 12m this boat appeared much more manageable and suitable for my purpose. Catamarans are, maybe even more than monohulls, difficult compromises in design, but the Gemini has many things in its favor, evidence is their long production run.
Even though today is a very calm day, even under these conditions a monohull can roll quite a bit at anchor, while a catamaran is much more stable. It also allowed them to go much closer inshore to get better protection. As you can see on the photo above, I'm forced to stay out of the actual bay.

Thursday, March 30

Guana Cay

I spent the whole day on the boat today - it was a beautiful day to snorkel around and I went for a very long trip at lunch time, and a shorter one in the afternoon.
I was looking for turtles, but even though I covered about 1.5 kilometers I didn't get lucky to see one. Instead I encountered plenty fish, even some pretty big ones, and the usual fat sea stars.
Boats kept coming and going today, since it's pretty calm the Whale Cay passage is busy. I got some work done, finally. The wind is predicted to increase from the S tomorrow, when I think of going to Treasure Cay to check out the famous beach. They say anchoring there is poor, I'll see if I stay there or move somewhere else after.

Friday, March 31

Guana Cay to Treasure Cay



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The wind did increase from the SE overnight as predicted. The anchorage at Guana Cay was becoming choppy, so I left soon after breakfast.
On the way across I raised the jib for some extra speed but was too lazy to unpack and raise the main sail. It was only a 90 min trip. You can see how much of a sailor I've become...
I had considered anchoring outside the harbor, but when I got there it was much too choppy for comfort. I headed in and anchored in the mooring field, and then rowed to the marina office to pay my $22 fee for anchoring there. This includes the use of the facilities, especially the showers and the pool. However, the place is pretty deserted. The beach on the north side is post card gorgeous, and had about two dozen people on it - on a two kilometer beach...


When I returned to the boat I found that I was almost aground, and the tide still falling. I let out more anchor rode and pulled off into deeper water, but had to deploy the second anchor so I wouldn't swing all over the place with 140 feet of rode. I went back to shore one more time to walk around and sit on the beach and took a long swim. It's not really my cup of tea here - the resort somehow seems out of place and is almost deserted. The water looks beautiful and is nice to play in, but not good for snorkeling since visibility is nil.
The showers were OK though.

Saturday, April 1

Treasure Cay to Man O War Cay

I had to wait for 10am for a rising tide to get both anchors out and then motorsailed towards Man O War Cay where there's a 'Heritage Day' on today. I had badly underestimated the distance though and arrived at my assigned mooring only at 13:20. By the time I had secured the boat and motored to shore most of the events were already over. On the way in I met a famous racer from the past:


The main event had been the unveiling of a commemorative plaque. It well documents that this island is dominated by the Albury clan.


I don't know what the story is with the pasted on paper photos - I guess that those hadn't been done yet in metal and would follow eventually. Next time I'm here I'll recheck.
I found Jen from Edwin's Boat Yard and I gave her my contact information - she said they actually had to send somebody away from my reserved buoy that had grabbed it yesterday.
I found that Mac and Sheila from 'Saving Grace' were still here and hang out with them a little while my laundry was washing and drying, then returned to the boat. Since it was a nice day I decided to return to the Gazebo one more time for a last snorkel. I simply anchored the dinghy in the shallow water close to the rocks and went in, After that I returned to the boat and started cleaning up, packing and putting things below: Jib, Bimini, Dinghy(after deflating and jamming it into its bag), outboard motor etc. I finished all the fresh food, but decided to keep on running the fridge on low during my time away to keep some condiments etc in it fresh and prevent it from smelling.
I wanted to rig a second bilge pump for backup in case the first one fails, but found that the spare I had on board had seized. I'll have to chance it - I have only minute amounts of water coming in from the propeller anyways and shouldn't have a problem.

Sunday, April 2

Treasure Cay to Man O War Cay

I had arranged that the Albury ferry would pick me up from my boat at 10:15 (on their way in) but didn't see them come in at that time. I guessed that this ferry was actually starting from here, and not Marsh Harbor. I tried calling them on 16 but never got a response. At 10:35 the ferry was coming by through the harbor entrance, 200 meters away from me, and I kept calling and waving at him, to no avail. He passed through and never looked in my direction. In my panic I didn't think of my air horn that would certainly have been loud enough to alert the driver. In my rush to wave at him I bumped my head on the bimini frame (when the fabric is not on them, I tend to run into those steel bars a lot) and cut myself badly on the nose with my glasses. Thankfully they didn't break,
Now I had a bad problem - the next ferry would be much too late to make it to Marsh Harbor and the airport, and I had no way to get anywhere since I had just packed my dinghy away. Also, on a sunday in Man O War pretty much everything is closed.
I hailed my next door neighbors and he came over with his runabout while I bandaged my bleeding nose. To my great luck Barry agreed to run me over to the mainland, and just for some fuel money. Boaters are wonderful. (Ferry Operators are not boaters). I was double lucky because not only was he willing to take me there, but his boat was super fast and made the trip in just 20 minutes. I will have to bring him some present on my return.
I got to the airport by taxi in plenty time, and had a nice and uneventful flight to Nassau with Bahamas Air, and there changed to a flight to Chicago. With my beat up nose I must have looked odd and nobody talked with me.
That flight was delayed from takeoff by heavy traffic and then was surprisingly bumpy for good parts of the way. Heavy thunderstorms and flying in 'soup' much of the way. My admiral was at the airport just at the right time and we happily went home.

To be continued in June!