Listening to the
weather on NOAA, it sounded forbidding with strong NE winds tomorrow and rough
on the ICW. Hailing Katja and Geoff, we
again agreed to go for the SE corner behind the causeway of the Melbourne bridge where
we’d be protected from the NE. Once on
our way Ken checked the radar and a huge band of storms were 50 miles north of
us and moving south. I hailed Blue
Planet to see what they wanted to do and we agreed to confer again after going
through the Addison
Bridge .
Once past the bridge
we hashed over possibilities. We were
getting a big push from the current and we could possibly go to Vero Beach even with our
late start. I called the marina to ask
if there’d be a mooring ball for tonight and said we might be arriving
late. They would have one waiting for
us, although we’d have to raft with another boat, making 3 on the mooring ball,
which is norm for the busy Thanksgiving.
We agreed to confer again once near the Melbourne bridge. We’d pulled out the jib and
were getting a boost from that, plus the boost from the current, so we agreed
to go to Vero. There would be no
possibilities of anchoring, so it was a go, and we were hoping we’d be there
before dark. We hailed the marina a mile
away and they told us our mooring and the boat we’d raft to, and we were able
to pull in and get situated just as it turned dark. Whew!
It was a long hard day sitting in that cockpit all day, reading a book,
with the sun beating down!!
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