Well, this was our 1st trip past Shell Island with a real destination. The weather was reported to be good for the next 3-4 days. 5-10 knot winds with 2-3 foot seas. MY ASS!!!!!! Shortly after our bumpy departure through the St. Andrews pass we saw on our newly installed fuel vacuum gauge that our filter was soon to fail us. It was reading 18 when 0-10 was normal. So what to do now, turn around or try to change the filter while being bounced all over the place? Then the phone rang, it was Ron telling us about some bad weather that was coming our way. Oh, did I mention the cat was sick as a dog, throwing up, diarrhea, and drooling like a St. Bernard? Not only that, but the auto pilot, GPS, and part of our Nav Pod quit working. We decided to stick it out. I mean come on, we were already over 1 hour into the 8 hour trip. There is no turning back now. So we found a blown fuse which fixed some of the of the problems. Butters (our cat) found a spot in the galley from which he didn't move until our arrival. We still wanted to change the filter before the engine quit and the weather report now had a "special observation" put out. Basically what it said was "The weather has gone to shit, find a safe harbour and don't go out in it." The radar confirmed all that, so we changed the filter, got the engine going again, which is a story on it's own and battened down the hatches. We sailed in rain, 20-25 knot winds, and the occasional lighting for about 3 hours. We arrived just around sunset, threw out the anchor and called it a night. How about that for our first trip!!!!
Now back to your regular poster....My account is as follows....
Pulling out of the dock and heading into the pass was a breeze. Once we hit the pass we did experience a bit of rolling which is pretty much the norm for that area. Once we were out into the gulf we hoisted the sails and headed east. "If its gonna happen, its gonna happen out there" I wont bore you with the same details Dirk wrote about already but I have to say, the experience gave both Dirk and I a good confidence booster. Tybee Time preformed like a champ. Even in the swells and waves she gave us a comfortable ride. Dolphins came by for a visit which is still so cool to me. I have to say even with all that went wrong the trip that took 8 hours did not seem like that long at all. The day flew by and before I knew it we were headed into St. Joe's Bay. We anchored just before sunset then popped a cold one to toast the day with.
Here I am right after anchoring and still managing a smile after the long day.