We arrived at our anchorage in the St. Lucie River, just
past the Roosevelt Bridge, on Wednesday afternoon. Winds were supposed to be
gusting up to 30knots on Thursday and Friday so rather than head down to Palm
Beach on Thursday, we thought it best to relax and wait out the windy weather and go down on Saturday.
A peaceful evening at anchor on the St. Lucie
With high winds expected, we deployed our flopper stoppers.
Martin had installed swivels on the fish and they seemed to help quite a bit.
We did have a little bit of twisting but only for about 1 foot, not taking up all
15+ feet of retrieval line like in the Dry Tortugas.
We had an interesting thing happen on Friday. Early in the
morning we heard a strange groaning sound. We looked around and couldn’t see
anything wrong but I felt like the boat was leaning much farther to port than
it had been the night before. (I think my sensitivity to sea sickness gives me
a preternatural ability to detect the slightest imbalance in the boat. No, this
ability doesn’t make up for getting sea sick!) Then I noticed that the
retrieval line was taught, as in, it was actually taking the full weight of the
boat, holding Blossom in place rather than allowing her stern to swing around.
I think the groaning was the line under extreme strain. The retrieval line is a line that runs from
the metal (hanging) fish to the cockpit where it’s tied to a cleat. You use
this line to pull in the fish.
When we looked at our swing circle, you could see the boat
was being held perpendicular to the current (which was ripping) because her stern
was stuck fast by the line. Yet the fish (to which the other side of the rope
was attached) was hanging freely and not hung up. At first we were afraid that the line had
somehow hung up on the anchor or anchor chain. But we didn’t have enough of it
free for it to be caught so far away.
We pulled in the starboard fish and fired up the engines. We
nudged up about 10 feet and the line freed itself. It was a relief that it was
so easy. We figure it must have snagged
on something on the bottom – something strong enough to hold and even tilt a
72+ ton boat against the current. Thank God we didn’t catch our anchor on
whatever it was!
The winds weren’t as bad as expected on Thursday so we had
been debating whether or not to head south on Friday. With 7 bridges to open
and get through, we didn’t want to have to station keep in 30 knot winds. But
by Friday morning the wind still wasn’t nearly as bad as had been predicted and
we preferred to mess with the ICW and bridges on a week day rather than a
crowded weekend. We end up making it down to North Palm Beach in about 4 hours,
no problem.
North Palm Beach Marina is a very nice facility. We arrived
mid-afternoon and got settled in our slip. Martin ran into Rob, Chris and
Fernando, from Nordhavn, on the dock that afternoon. They came by to take a
quick look at the boat and the list of things we need to have done.
We spent the weekend steeped in lists, chart books and
guides. It feels a bit daunting and very exciting. We have a warranty list for
the guys, a long maintenance list for Martin (thank you Wheelhouse
technologies! ;), a housekeeping list (we could be out of the country for up to
3 months so bills and payments need to be dealt with) and provisioning lists (boat
parts, food, and sundries) as well as needing to finalize our travel plans for
the Bahamas. Woo hoo…things are
happening!
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