We were finally ready to get moving
again. Our initial goal was to get Ghost Rider around to the other side of
the state to Palm Beach for a rendezvous with Yacht Tech (LINK), for whom we had accumulated a lengthy punch list of
service needs. After that the plan was to head over to the Bahamas where we hoped to deliver some much needed supplies to the All Hands and Hearts disaster relief team in Marsh Harbour (LINK). Following that we wanted to go explore some of the out islands around Eleuthera.
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Our Path from Fort Myers down to the Keys, then Back Up the East Coast
to North Palm Beach and Loggerhead Marina....About 320 NM. |
With provisioning largely
complete and (at last) a decent weather window opening up after weeks of windy
conditions that had been churning up the seas, we made the move to the boat on Wednesday, 11-March and settled
in. Chelle finished stowing the final
haul of provisions, and Rick completed our preflight checklists, updated our
charts and verified our routes. It was time to
go. We would go south to the Keys, then "around the horn" and up the east coast...Lake O was too shallow at this point for Ghost Rider's deep draft.
Thu, 12 Mar….From Fort Myers to Marco
Island
We
finally departed Legacy Harbour Marina a 0900 on Thursday, 12-March, and pointed the boat's bow south. With an outgoing tide
we picked up a nice trailing current and easily averaged 8.5 knots even with a
leisurely 1400 RPM setting on the main engine.
We had sunny skies, with temps in the low-to-mid 70’s, a mild east wind
and flat water.
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Ghost Rider Docked on an Alongside Tie at Factory Bay in Marco Island |
Our
modest goal for the day was to reach Marco Island, a fairly easy day cruise of
50 nautical miles down the west coast of Florida. We ran the boat from the fly bridge in
perfect conditions, dolphins vectored in and out of the bow wave but without
lingering too long, and the boat ran well.
With the light winds and flat seas even the Marco River inlet was
refreshingly boring at a high tide.
Chelle wasn’t feeling well most of the day – an apparent reaction to a
recent vaccination – so Rick did most of the driving and handled the docking at
the Factory Bay Marina (LINK) just before 1600.
Mindful of the emerging pandemic situation we ate dinner on the boat
that evening and just chilled out.
Fri, 13 Mar….From Marco Island to Shark
River
We
did not dally at Marco and got underway the next morning before 0900. Weather conditions were again near perfect,
with light easterly winds, clear skies and low relative humidity. We thought the outgoing mid-tide conditions
would be suitable for exiting the inlet, but as it turned out Ghost Rider’s keel bumped the bottom
twice in rapid succession – smack in the middle of the well-marked channel and
very near the outer markers. By the time
Rick reacted with a neutral throttle it was over and we were back in deeper
water.
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We had a Grand Banks Following Us and a Defever in Front of Us On the Sortie Down to Shark River |
Fortunately
that was the only “aw shit” for the entire day.
Once again we were blessed with smooth water and a following current,
making for an easy cruise around Cape Romano Shoals and all the way down the southwest coast of Florida and into Everglades territory. Chelle was also feeling much better and
handled much of the helm duty from her perch on the fly bridge. We also had company – a Defever (Inshalah) and a Grand Banks (Tuscarora) were headed to the same
destination, so we had a rather loose 3-ship formation for much of the
day. Some dolphins joined in for part of
the sortie, and a sea turtle about the size of a truck tire made a brief
appearance as well.
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Sunset at Our Shark River Anchorage....It Never Gets Old. But No
Green Flash This Night. |
We
arrived at the mouth of Little Shark River around 1530, motored a few hundred
meters south of there and dropped the hook, letting out 100 feet of chain in
ten feet of water, and obtained a good set on the anchor about a half mile off
the Glades shoreline. We figured that
would be smooth water for the night (correct) and far enough off to avoid the
bugs (incorrect.) After briefly opening
the salon door a moth-like creature the size of a small bird zoomed into the
galley, putting an end to that strategy.
We closed up and ran the generator and A/C for a while. But later we were able to open a few portals
and hatches that had screens and shut down the genset for a quiet and comfy
night.
Sat, 14 Mar….From Shark River to
Marathon
The
next morning broke clear and mild once again (we were digging this boring
weather) although the easterly breezes freshened a bit and temps eventually
warmed into the upper 70’s, topping off around 80F. The house battery bank was still at 85% SOC
which was a very reasonable draw down for the 10 or so overnight hours. We cranked up the generator to start putting
a charge back into the batts, picked up the hook and got underway by 1000.
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Chelle at the Fly Bridge Helm |
While
the wind chop had picked up with the increased breeze it was still a very
pleasant ride south towards the Keys. Inshalah, the Defever 48 from the day
before, fell into a trail formation since they were headed to Marathon as well,
and together we dodged numerous crab pots for most of the day’s sortie. We were punching into a head current most of
this day, so we only averaged around 7.5 knots.
While enroute we also ran a water maker test for about three hours and
it cranked out about 40 gallons, quite satisfactory for our upcoming Bahamas
touring.
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The Marathon Anchorage Just Off of Boot Key Harbor Was a Bit Crowded |
After
crossing under the Seven Mile Bridge we curved around to the east and headed into
the anchorage just outside of the Boot Key entrance channel – and the place was
already packed by 1545. We squeezed
Ghost Rider into a rather tight slot between the channel and a small sailboat,
dropped the hook, let out 100’ of chain and set the anchor rather hard. We spent the first hour verifying the set
with range finder readings and monitored our swing room, but it all worked
out. The only downside to the location
was nearly constant boat wakes from vessels going in and out of Boot Key.
We
ran the generator and A/C for a few hours, enjoying another nice meal on board,
and another lovely sunset. The mild
temperature and stiff breeze allowed us to shut down systems again for the
overnight period with just a few hatches and portals open to the night air.
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Sunset at the Marathon Anchorage with Seven Mile Bridge in the Foreground. |
Sun, 15 Mar….From Marathon to Rodriguez
Key
Weather-wise
Sunday morning looked a lot like Saturday evening, which was a good thing,
although we anticipated the 15 knot wind from the east would be chopping up the
Atlantic side of the state. By 0930 we
had retrieved the anchor and snaked our way out of the crowded anchorage; an
initial southerly heading brought Ghost
Rider into Hawk Channel and there we turned her east.
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Another Anchorage and Another Sunset, This One at Rodriguez Key with
the Key Largo Area in the Background. |
Once
we had left the lee of the Boot Key land mass, the wave action got a bit more frisky
as expected and predicted, generally from two to three feet but rather square
and at narrow intervals. But we weren’t
pounding and regardless the boat didn’t care.
Crab pot avoidance was the order of the day again, but surprisingly they
weren’t as numerous as we’ve historically seen in this area. Wind and waves backed off a bit the final few
hours of the sortie, and with air temperature reaching into the low 80’s it was
another fine day of helming from the fly bridge.
By
1600 we had tucked in behind Rodriguez Key and set the anchor in ten feet of
very clear water; the anchorage was somewhat crowded but there was still plenty
of room to find a comfortable slot with plenty of swing room. We repeated our generator and A/C routine
from the previous two nights, able once again to shut everything down for the
overnight period – after appreciating another gorgeous sunset. That just never gets old.
Mon, 16 Mar….From Rodriguez Key to Fort
Lauderdale
This
would be our longest single day run (70 NM) so we got an earlier start, pulling
out of the peaceful anchorage at 0815.
It was another typical south Florida day in mid-March – sunny sky, brisk
easterly breezes, temps approaching 80F with a moderate humidity level. For the first 30 or so miles we were still
running (mostly north now) with a reef to our starboard, so the seas were quite
reasonable and comfortable at around two feet.
But as we approached the Miami area and left the reef protection behind,
the washing machine action started.
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We Had to Dodge This Departing Cruise Ship As We Came Into the Port
Everglades Inlet. Notice the Empty Decks. |
Seas
were now running 3 to 5 feet with plenty of vertical wind chop on top, and the
wind clocked a bit to the northeast, so Ghost
Rider started to pound into the head sea component. The boat didn’t care, but we did. We had also picked up a stiff following
current and speed-over-ground (SOG) was showing 9 to 10 knots. So we backed the RPM down to just under 1400,
still got nearly 8 knots out of that, and the ride improved considerably in the
sloppy seas.
At Fort Lauderdale’s Port Everglades inlet an
outgoing current was bashing into the inbound wave action making it a real mess; Rick hand steered to negotiate
the inlet entry as the autopilot’s counter-rudder response just isn’t up to
that task, and we got between the breakwater jetties without incident. About that time we also encountered two large
cruise ships departing and heading out to sea – and they were both empty of
passengers, looking like gigantic ghost ships.
It was a very weird sight, indicative of the pandemic panic that had
started to sweep the globe.
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Chelle on Ghost Rider's Forward Deck After Docking Up at Pier 66. |
After
some evasive action to avoid those big boys we passed under the 17th
Street Bridge and then turned into the Pier 66 Marina basin (LINK). That turned out to be more challenging than
normal as the place was packed with enormous vessels parked in odd and inconvenient
places, and Rick had to be careful during the five 90 degree turns it took to get
Ghost Rider sterned in to her
assigned slip.
But
we got tied up without incident and then spent a full hour hosing the salt
crust off of the boat. Continuing to
respect the unknowns around the viral outbreak, we dined in and relaxed onboard
for the remainder of the evening.
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Pier 66 Marina Was Packed. This Nordhavn 120, Aurora, Parked at the Entrance to Our Fairway, Didn't Help Matters Any. |
Tue, 17 Mar….From Fort Lauderdale to
North Palm Beach
By
the next morning you could not tell that we had given the boat a decent bath the evening before. The marina had a lot of construction in
process and the boat had a layer of dusty, dark grime on it; a brief although
light rain shower then turned that into a layer of pasty mud just as we were
preparing to depart at 0915. We delayed
that plan by about 15 minutes to let the rain pass, but we only had 48 NM to our
Palm Beach destination, so the pause was not a concern.
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Chelle at the Helm in the Pilot House En Route to Palm Beach. |
Rick
carefully maneuvered Ghost Rider through
the tight turns to get out of there and shortly thereafter we were outbound in
the Port Everglades shipping channel; and it was rough. An another outgoing tide was bashing into
waves driven by easterly winds that were clocking 15 to 20 knots, and the boat
was doing its best imitation of a poorly designed roller coaster, with the bow
diving into 7 and 8 foot holes and throwing spray well above the boat deck
level. Rick retreated from the fly
bridge and down to the much drier pilot house.
At
the end of the channel we saw half a dozen ships in the deep anchorage area –
basically quarantined – and maneuvered around them to finally get Ghost Rider pointed north. That put the rough seas on the beam, where
the stabilizers could at least mitigate some of the bouncy action rather than
the bulbous bow pounding directly into the turbulence. Seas were steady at four to five feet with
the occasional six footer, and at least one eight footer that rearranged some
furniture and a variety of other small gear.
But again we had 80F temps, mild humidity and sunny skies.
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Our XM Weather Display Reporting Sea Conditions |
Nevertheless,
Ghost Rider kept fairly steady on her
northerly heading, slowly passing by mostly empty beaches at Lighthouse Point,
Deerfield, Boca Raton, Delray and Boynton Beach, and Mar-a-Lago – where Rick
was dreaming of launching a cruise missile or two. By 1500
we were transiting the Lake Worth inlet inbound, where an incoming tide made
the channel fairly tame, and shortly thereafter found ourselves in the
welcoming calm of the ICW. We had to
wait on two bridge openings (Parker and PGA) because of a high tide that gave
us less than the needed 23 foot clearance (with the big sticks lowered) but
still made Loggerhead Marina before 1630.
Our
assigned slip was a roomy one that required a bow-in approach to keep our
boarding door oriented correctly, but it was also a fairly high fixed dock that
made getting on and off a gymnastic exercise.
But Paul (from Yacht Tech) and two other Nordy owners were there to take
lines and help us tie off, so overall it was quite uneventful. Ghost
Rider got another much needed wash down to shed all the dirt and salt, then we
settled in for a quiet and air conditioned evening, and slept very well. It was a good St. Patty’s Day night. Erin go
Bragh.
Wed, 18 Mar….At Loggerhead Marina in
North Palm Beach
The
next morning we were happy that we didn’t have to go anywhere and just
relaxed. Bob and Paul from Yacht Tech stopped by as promised to
review and discuss our punch list – with us adding a couple of new items that
had developed the night before – and we began to flush out a rough work
schedule. We’ll have more details on all
of that in the next blog post. From the
news we’re getting on the developing virus scare it seems we’ll have both the
need and perhaps some time to figure out what’s next.
Stay
tuned.
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Ghost Rider at the End of "B" Dock at Loggerhead....All Cleaned Up and Ready for Some Maintenance |