We left St. Augustine and motored down the ICW. We had some passing thoughts about going out of St Augustine Inlet into the ocean. But we passed the inlet on our way into town, got a good look and abandoned that idea. While we were in St Augustine, a sailboat went onto the rocks in the inlet and broke apart. The ICW started looking like a real good option to get us down to Port Canaveral.
|Sights on the ICW|
For two more days we were on the ICW train. There are a lot of boats moving south and it seems like you are always being passed or passing someone, waiting for a bridge or looking for the next red/green marker. We stopped the first night at Daytona Beach and anchored just south of Memorial Bridge. That turned out to be a great stop for us. We were very close to Bethune Park which, although perhaps not in the best area, had a floating dinghy dock, grass for Roux and it was free. We came in at high tide but the tide range is less than one foot.
We have some experience at being aground so we put that to work. We drained off our main water tank, wiggled SeaClearly's tail back and forth to dig a hole and let the tide give us another inch of water and we were off within an hour. That put us a little behind our plan but no big deal.
Later that day, we passed Vacilando anchored just off the channel in Mosquito Bay /Lagoon with injector problems. Now it was our turn to offer help and condolences. We checked on them later and they were on their way again.
We passed by the NASA Kennedy Space Center. What a place this must have been back in the day. It is still an impressive complex. I always wished I had seen a shuttle launch in person.
Now, for a strange story. On the final leg of our day's journey to Port Canaveral, as we were crossing a wide body of water with a skinny channel and skinnier water all around, a large motor yacht was coming towards us at speed and up on plane. When they got close they throttled back so as not to wake us. I called them on the radio and thanked them for the slow pass. The captain responded by saying, "What kind of boat is that?!" Cabo Rico 42, I say. He says, "I think that used to be our boat!"
Sure enough, we had randomly crossed paths with the original owners and commissioners of SeaClearly. She was originally named Selah and these folks had taken her to some wonderful places. We were flabbergasted by the coincidence, thrilled that it happened and sorry there was no easy place to stop and talk. We just had a quick conversation on the radio and promised to email them.
|Washing SeaClearly. Next?|
|Sunrise 5 miles off of Cape Canaveral|
The first half hour was a little nervous as we made our way into the ocean but we never had a problem. Soon, the sun was coming up over a nicely rolling ocean. We knew it wasn't going to stay that way. The wind was forecast to rise from 10 knots to 25 with gusts to 40. The seas were going to go from 3' to 15'. We had a short window to make this trip. And we did. Faster than expected. We passed through Fort Pierce Inlet at about 2:00 pm and made our way to the City Marina. We are tied up here for the next two days to let the Gale Warnings blow by.