We left the great Bahamas bank and are in the Atlantic heading for the FL coast. Hoping the gulf stream is kind to us today. We arrive in the dark which adds a little fun at the end.
Arthur has sent us a 9 ft swell. We will be doing the up and down elevator for a while.
The cruise ships denied port are all circling the Bahama banks. Quite a few of them. Bizarre.
I am really tired. Not sure I even slept. My whole system is whacked. I think we’ll need a few days to recover. I smell like bad 🧀. I might have those beers in the shower.
A jolly good start to the morning. I refilled the fuel tank, killed 5 flies, made some tea. Refueled, killed, re-energized. Other than staring into a chartplotter I think I’m done for the day.
We entered the Bahamas bank at 3am and the depth dropped to 9 ft. Nine ft is good in the Bahamas but we’re not used to it. We throttled down to a crawl and both of us stared into screens for 2 hrs while lightning flashed around us. It was a crazy scene.
Now we’re in 20 ft of water and way ahead of schedule even though we were dogging it most of the way. I guess we’re going into West Palm in the dark. Joy.
There are 10 or so cruise ships parked just off the bank. The crew for those ships have to be bonkers by now.
Flat seas and no wind. It’s far from ideal but I’ll take it. I told the old gal I would treat her gently on this trip back. So far so good.
Damn I want a cold beer. Soon.
Another installment of Capt Paulie’s night shift. Let’s talk about flies.
What posseses a fly to travel ten nautical miles just to land on my burger for 1 second and then spend the rest of its life landing on various parts of my body before ending in a splat from a disgustingly old fly swatter?
Why would it’s friends follow? There’s at least 15 flies in here! Why leave land? Land has garbage and shit and all kinds of other gross fly attracting crap. Is it a fly vacation? Take a boat? See the world?
It’s pitch black again. We dodged a t storm earlier. Seas are flat as a pancake 😁. So comfortable.
No wind. Diesel running. Breathing fumes. Getting really slee
Well, the wind is lighter and the seas higher than predicted. it’s a washing machine out here but we’re still moving. Sooner or later the diesel will have to kick in.
It would be cool to make it halfway up Long Island before we burn fuel. We are making a fuel stop early Monday and then, hopefully we are heading for Florida. There is, much to our dismay, another front coming through. Don’t know yet if this will make us wait. If that happens I think we’ll both need therapy after we get back.
We still have plenty of food and water so that’s not an issue. Our sanity appears to be the only thing in question.
An unusual thing has happened. Deb can’t sleep. She hasn’t slept in 24 hrs. These rough seas are messing her up. Hope she manages to get some shut eye soon.
All for now.
My shift in the cockpit. We got behind the Acklins and the waves calmed down a bit. it was pretty rough there for a while. We will be covered by the islands until daybreak.
I had to reef down the headsail as we were hitting 8 knots. Too much. Dropped her down to 6 and things are quieter. I also see lightning on the horizon and do not want to catch up to it. A bit windy up here further north bit it’s supposed to die quickly tomorrow. That’s OK by me. I love a relaxed ride.
Going past Long Island will be a long trip cause it’s a long island. We want to time our entrance to Staniel Cay in daylight so we will see how we are time wise when we pass the top of the island. Might have to pull over for a few hrs.
More lightning. Oye.
About 25 miles out from the Acklins. Hitting 7 knots on an off wind broadish to beamy reach. Waves on the beam. Gets lumpy at times.
Totally black night. One very bright star is guiding us but it’s basically sailing into darkness. Not my favorite kind of night.
I look over the sides and imagine a creature moving along with us just below the water. Watching me watching.
I half expect a tentacle to snap out of the water and wrap my neck in it’s grip to pull me down. A tasty prize on a black night.
We should be at the Acklins about midnight. Hoping there’s a cell tower on the island. This will give me something to do on my next watch.
15 to 20 knots south, south east.
OK, I guess we will run downwind with the headsail only.. again.
Beam reach in 11 knots and dropping. Fk.
We are lazily moving at 5.5 knots in the sun and ocean swell. Arthur is moving on early apparently as the wind is leaving us. Hoping to make the Acklins under sail so we can motor the rest of the way if we have to. Not even seeing white caps out here anymore.
Why do we even look at forecasts or listen to forecasters. A big old Spinnaker would be awesome right now. We had one. Used it maybe 3 times. Should’ve kept it just for this one time 😎
It’s pretty peaceful out here considering we left in a thunderstorm. Everyone except two of us took the Old Bahamas Channel.
So far it’s pretty chill. Hope it stays this way.
Deb is still in isolation. I guess I’ll just text…
We had this bird come in last night and land on the dinghy. I tried to scare it off at first because… bird shit. Bird was like, “Come at me bro”. I walked back to the dinghy and changed my mind. This bird was just as tired as we are and needed to rest. I just left it alone. Shit all you want bird. We shit all over your world so I shouldn’t complain when you shit on mine.
Bird stayed all night and we watched the sunrise together. As soon as that sun peaked out over the horizon the bird looked at me and flew off, circled the boat once and pointed towards the coast.
Safe travels bird. Hope you enjoyed your stay. I’ll be thinking about you when we launch the dinghy.
Where’s Deb? 🤔
we have officially hit the Caribbean doldrums. We are ghosting along the coast of Hispaniola at 3.3 knots in 7 knots of wind. Glad we got the bottom cleaned.
It’s going to be light air for a long time. We’re trying to eek it out but Mr Yanmar is waiting impatiently.
Deb hates this shift. We get a moment together because I can’t sleep in the daylight so I make tea and yak yak yak until she flees to the aft cabin. I’m smart enough not to check on her for at least an hour.
Sailing into a setting full moon on your birthday is kind of cool. 😎
Today we will cross over one of our old tracks. The sail from Turcks and Caicos to the Dominican Republic. Back when we were younger and innocent and naive.
I remember seeing the island for the first time with it’s steaming forest waking up to the bright sun. I smelled dirt, tobacco leaves and coffee as we got closer with our buddy not buddy boat Odin. Fun memories.
Times have changed. Now I’m fleeing bad weather to a remote island in a pandemic.
We still have wind but it’s running low. Might need some horsepower to get to our anchorage.
The Sun is rising to say hey to the moon. Have a great day.