May 29, 2013 by Last Star blog
Back in Black….
Ok, good weather forecast (note I said forecast) from Windfinder.com and PassageWeather.com and 57 miles to go. We got up around 6:00 AM hoping to cast lines by seven and be in Lake Worth around Happy hour–naturally. All went well as we got off the dock with only one curse word, no scratches or clown act. Patricia made some sandwiches after breakfast, the wind was as forecast and we would be in for a nice day…..dreamer.
Right away the swell filled in and was a bit contrary to the wind. The wind was adequate at 7-9 knots and we were making a good 5-6 knots under full sail–no diesel required. Ask my brother in law what he thinks about running the motor. As the morning drug on, the wind started to fail a bit, speed was hovering about 5 knots. Boat motion was less than ideal for some….most notably the cats.
The cats were miserable, even Mini. Patricia was not far behind. The motion was ass, the wind was dying and this was on the horizon by 1100 AM
The photo as usual doesn’t tell the whole story, you could see the long grey bands below, the occasional waterspout trying to develop and the occasional cool gust that foretells bad news. The sails came in post haste and we fired up the diesel–again. Good thing we did, about 20 minutes later the boat got a very good rinsing. We were never scared or in danger, the lightning was all cloud-to-cloud and most was to our south (lucky us). What we did get was a thoroughly thrashed Gulf Stream that had no idea where to send the waves. It totally killed the ability to sail as it squashed the wind. We had this “Rinse-Lather-Repeat” effect two more times that long day. None of it was good. Head sail in and out all day trying to get some extra speed. We ran a bit north during the first blow and lost 2 to 2.5 knots ground speed to the Stream the rest of the day. It was awful and very long. We are truly 2-4 hour sailors and get bored after the 2nd hour!!
Well around 6:30 PM we see these condos near West Palm Beach and the entrance to Lake Worth
so we are nearly there!! Oh not so fast eager one!!
We see this in the entrance to the channel!
Rather than go beak to beak with him we do a quick 360 turn in holding to let him clear the channel–will this day ever end? We finally get in the channel and start motoring to where we anchored last November before we left the states. The anchorage is now a bit crowded with a bunch of derelict boats filled with what we call “homeless people”. These folks are living on ratty ass boats as there is technically no expenses, few of them are seaworthy and half of them are abandoned. It is late and finding a spot is a challenge in the thin water. Soon I have some old crone bastard dragging a green bottle of oxygen shouting at me about where I should put the anchor and where I shouldn’t . I was in no mood for his ass-pain. He probably hadn’t moved his anchor in 36 months. There were barnacles on his chain! Well we finally got settled, had left overs and went to bed exhausted. Yes there was still a sunset.