Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Still Hopping!







Day 120, November 29th, 2009

John was at the helm from 10:00 p.m. to 1:30 a.m. then I took over while he went to sleep.
My shift from 1:30 to 5:00 seemed busy.

I'd been watching these two boats on radar to port, getting gradually closer. The first one crossed in front of me aways off. The second I was watching quite closely as I realised either one of us would probably have to give way to the other. Then I got the call on the radio "Periwinkle, is that you?" It was Sharpie's Dream! Zephia with Pam and Steve were the first boat! We were surprised to meet with them in the middle of the trip - all were doing well, but tired!

At 3:00 a.m., the third boat that was travelling with us - "Endurance" with the young fella, Casey, single handing, called to say he was just too tired and had decided to drop his anchor and sleep there for a few hours before continuing. The Gulf is so shallow, we were in about 25ft of water at the time, and the night was so calm and peaceful, we had no worries on his behalf and said goodbye. I think he was also worried about the crab pots, as they were becoming more and more frequent.

Around 4:00 a.m. a lovely breeze came up and we were able to pull out the jib again. When John took over at 5:00 he was able to shut the motor down and just sail for the next few hours, less worry about the crab pots fouling the prop. that way! I curled back up in the V-berth - good thing you can't fall out sideways, as John told me he had it heeling over quite a bit and doing a good 6.5 under sail.

We arrived in Tarpon Springs around 10:00 a.m. only 27 hours instead of the 30 we expected.
We pulled in at the municipal marina. Paul and Sue were exhausted. Sue reckoned she didn't sleep at all and Paul only very little! Tarpon Springs is a funny little place, very touristy with its million and one gift shops and restaurants. Its famous for its sponges and Greek heritage.
After a shower and lunch in a Greek restaurant, we felt somewhat revived. Sue and Paul went off to anchor at a good spot while John and I snoozed the afternoon away.

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