Going back into the water.....round 2!!
Oh, the boat ran fine, up to 17 knots, no vibration, and handling well. No the problem was not the boat. No, how should I say this? The problem was ..ahem... a slight miss-calculation in anchoring. Even though Beth said, "I don't like that spot--active captain ( the web site we use to determine not only if there are any obstructions to passage, but the quality of marinas, repair yards and yes...anchor sites) says its rocky/rolly and the holding isn't all that good." I decided it would be OK for the night if we anchored and checked our holding when the wind change occurred in the evening.( It was giving a front moving in with 15 to 25 knot winds which would clear out this thick fog that was now settling in...gulp!) Maybe I was a little bit nervous about crossing the gulf with night approaching almost as fast as the fog was, but damned if I was going back to Pier 77 and embarrass myself again.
Well the fog surrounded us and the wind picked up and I realized we were in trouble when Docs Holiday slid from about 100 yards to 20 yards from the sail boat that was anchored behind us. The anchor alarm didn't sound. It was only because of our alertness ( due to the feeling of impending doom when we couldn't see the huge tankers rocking our boat in the fog!!!) that we averted a disaster, lifted our anchor, (along with half of the mud from the bottom of Galveston bay) and pulled into the Galveston yacht club fuel dock and tied up safely for the night. Aw, come on...nobody could have this much trouble in the first week of what was to be a journey lasting at least 6 months...or could they? What's next?? When I asked Tom, "When are we going to start having fun?" He looked at me and smiled, "I'm already having fun!"
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