tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76790267663832478512024-03-06T19:33:42.514-08:00Tanya's Great Loop AdventureTanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-64313037234866882452015-10-26T08:50:00.000-07:002015-10-26T08:50:32.590-07:00A year later...It hardly seems feasible that it has been a year since returning home from the Great Loop.<br />
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When I came home a year ago, I was very excited about getting back to work with all my favorite people in Nogales. My clinic director called me, ten miles south of crossing my wake, telling me "enough was enough", they needed me back at work. I returned to Arizona, only to find that the chief operating officer had different ideas on how the Nogales clinic would be running after my clinic director retired, the following February. She wanted interchangeable nurse practitioners, who were willing to work in any and all of their clinics at a moment's notice. Continuity of care was not a line item on their budget. After three months, I was not rehired. It was beyond disappointing, as I really missed all the people I had worked with for so many years.<br />
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While in Arizona, I was able to reconnect with colleagues and
friends, and in February I started working part-time for another company
out of Arizona. After a few months of telecommuting in Arizona, one of my friends found an advertisement for a part-time psychiatric nurse practitioner in Southport. I started working "in-person" a couple weeks ago; so far I love my new job.<br />
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<i>Annabelle</i><br />
Without work or income when I returned, I decided to sell <i>Annabelle</i>. Dock fees, maintenance, and insurance alone would cost at least $500/month. I shipped her up to Virginia, where she had repairs done at Tidewater Marina, before being sold to a gentleman from Maryland. (I call him a gentleman, but in reality, he irritated me to no end.)<br />
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I miss her very much! I miss the sunrises and sunsets. I miss the peacefulness of anchoring out. I have looked at other boats, but nothing has fit the bill, the way <i>Annabelle </i>did. I imagine that my next boat will be slightly larger, hopefully for two people instead of one.<br />
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I look forward to new adventures, but don't know what they will be. I dream of going through the canals in Europe and sailing in the Caribbean. Whatever my next adventure is, I would like it to be with someone.<br />
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<i>Reminiscing</i>:<br />
Many people have asked how I made it back to Southport so quickly. Tom, from the fast boat No Compromises, got home to Southport a couple months after me, then Mark and Jane arrived three months after Tom. I had to be very careful on <i>Annabelle</i>, because she was smaller and slower than the other boats. Also, I was traveling alone. If the weather was good and the seas were calm, I took advantage of it and went as far as I could go. I stopped in places I didn't expect, and sometimes bypassed the places I hoped to stop. I think back to Soloman's Island, hearing all my friends planning a party for that evening, while finding myself on picture perfect, glassy waters of the Chesapeake Bay. Reluctantly I moved onward towards Annapolis. I anchored at an island in Lake Michigan, when the marina was full in Charlevoix. Yet, it was all perfect, in its own way.<br />
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A friend suggested I read the book Travels with Charley, by Steinbeck. I have learned to understand his descriptions about taking a journey. "A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us."<br />
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When I returned home, and found myself without an income, I floundered and felt like I had no clear direction. I related the feeling to being in the fog on Lake Ontario, only the opposite. On Lake Ontario, I couldn't see anything, but my course was clear. After I returned home, I could see just fine, but had no bearings on where I was going. My acupuncturist from Arizona, a wise young woman, suggested I be open to other ideas about my future. She said it was clear I couldn't go backwards, but must move forward; a different door would open.<br />
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In this last year, I have started writing about my journey on the Great Loop. My plan is to publish a book, a memoir, an easy read, filled with some of the more interesting stories I had on the Loop. It will not be a travel guide, or a how-to book. My hope is that it brings the trip to life in a way that anyone can understand, boaters and non-boaters alike.<br />
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I have joined a writer's group with inspiring authors. I have written my first draft and have a long way to go before the book is complete. I have incredible respect for writers, whose works are written, re-written, edited, revised, and then edited and revised a few more times. It is more tedious than navigating up the New Jersey Intracoastal waterway, and as time-consuming as preparing for the Loop.<br />
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I am no longer floundering, I have found my path forward, and hope all who read this anniversary posting are doing well. May we all find the path we choose to go down, or at least have enough vision to see the one we have taken.<br />
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Tanya<br />
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<br /><br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com76tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-13738049371376468932014-10-29T03:40:00.000-07:002014-10-29T03:40:39.477-07:00Crossing my Wake<i>On Friday, October 24th, I crossed my wake. Here is the blog for the last few days of this adventure.</i><br />
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From Amelia Island, I headed off-shore to Jekyll Island. It was a beautiful day, and the temptation to go out into the Atlantic, instead of up the Intracoastal Waterway, was just too strong. The waters were calm, and it was a peaceful day. I arrived at Jekyll Island around lunchtime, and spent the afternoon riding my bike. Offshore, in the Atlantic, it is easy to set the auto pilot to head a course, and relax. I headed out as the tide was going out, and back in with following seas through St. Andrew's Sound. The breakers were fairly steep, so it felt like surfing.<br />
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From Jekyll Island, I headed to an anchorage for my second, and last night in Georgia. I had some birds following my boat for a while, like I have seen them follow fishing boats.<br />
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My first stop in South Carolina was Beaufort, after a very long day. I stayed at Lady's Island Marina, where TJ, the dockmaster, was very helpful and accommodating. When I called, he said that docking could be tricky with the strong current, but he would help in whatever way he could, including running someone out to my boat to help me. I replied that I would see how it went as I approached the marina. I checked out a picture of the marina on my iPad, then I explained my plan for docking to him. I headed up into the current and crabbed my boat into the fairway sideways. Docking went smoothly, and it was good to know that he was ready and available for anything I might need. The following morning, he came down to my boat and helped with my lines, even though I left before they opened.<br />
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My next stop was Charleston! Another beautiful day, and another great day to go off shore. As I headed to Charleston, I passed Folly Beach, where I purchased my boat, Annabelle, a couple years ago. Although, I didn't technically cross my wake, I felt I had come full circle.<br />
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Although I have been through Charleston, I had never really taken time to be a tourist in Charleston. I stayed at Charleston Harbor Marina at Patriot's Point, where I have friends, Tina and Doug. I enjoyed having dinner with them, and Doug took me in the morning over to Downtown Charleston. Throughout the night and into the morning, we had howling winds. When I woke up, I quickly realized the current and winds would be too strong for my boat to leave the dock. In the early afternoon, when we came back from downtown, the tide was slack and the winds had subsided. I had already paid for my second night, but decided to take my opportunity to leave my slip and head north. Almost Home!!!! Three hours by car, but three days by boat!<br />
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I had almost four hours to head up the ICW, where I found an anchorage spot. I cut it close, anchoring just as the sun was setting. Two other sailboats were already in the anchorage. The following morning as the sun came up, I was headed north and the two sailboats headed south.<br />
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From the anchorage, it was a long day north to Myrtle Beach. I could not make it as far as the famous Barefoot Landing Marina before dark. I called around 4:45 p.m. to Grand Dunes Marina, asking if I could tie up to their fuel dock after they closed. It turned out to be an easy place to tie up, the transient dock is an extension of their fuel dock. I pulled in at dusk, which gave me enough time to rinse off my boat, before having dinner, on my last night.<br />
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Leaving at dawn, my favorite part of the day, I headed home to Southport!<br />
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As I approached Southport, Towboat John brought my son, Dean, to my boat, so he could be with me as I crossed my wake. He boarded just south of town. Southport Marina was not able to accommodate my boat, so we headed a couple miles further to Deep Point Marina. We passed my neighborhood pier, where Glen and Beth took pictures, and headed to my new slip. At the marina, I was welcomed home! Officially, a Gold Looper!!!!<br />
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Random Thoughts:<br />
People say, "Wow, you went fast!"<br />
... Me and the older guy on the bike were going about the same speed. I only traveled on days, which I felt the weather and sea conditions would be good. There were many days spent in towns along the way, waiting for a good weather window.<br />
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"You are so brave to have done this yourself."<br />
... Brave is doing it with someone else! I have been doing things on my own for over twenty years, I have it down. Being with someone else is something I need to work on, and takes much more courage.<br />
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"Did you get lonely?"<br />
... I guess I had my moments, but they were few and far between. I had a lot of support, both on the water and off. For the most part, this journey was done with other people, who share a similar passion. There were times it was shared with people I met along the way. I am grateful for the handful of people who came on my boat during any part of this trip including my Mom (in New Jersey), my son (from and to Southport) , Joie (Annapolis), Jim (Waterford), Michael (Canajoharie) , Mike (borrowed from Shiver me Timbers) , random guy at the Big Chute Railroad Lock, Jim (Bluenoser), and Lolly (Knot So Fast). Of course, I can't even begin to list all the people I met along the way, who gave a helping hand, advice and friendship.<br />
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"You should have a gun on your boat! What will you do for safety?"<br />
... I didn't stay in places where I didn't feel comfortable. I know I can be naive, but I also listen to my gut instinct. Steve, from Atla, once texted me, "Tanya, are you intentionally avoiding the free places?" I texted back, "Yes, sometimes I am." Other people urged me to have mace or wasp spray. I had a dive knife, which could have served many purposes. Gratefully, I never needed it for anything. Not only did I feel safe, I generally felt I was around people who were watching out for me and protective of me.<br />
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"It doesn't seem like you could have stopped anywhere along the way."<br />
... There are many places I didn't stop, and certainly, I didn't stop at all the many places people recommended or that I had thought about going. I found it easier to be flexible. There were some great little towns, which weren't on my list of places to go, which I thoroughly enjoyed. There were small marinas, which had great people. It was all good! In any given day, I might have picked a few options on places to stay. I have always tried to have a plan A, B, C... etc... and sometimes the entire plan gets scratched. There were places I stayed one night, and places I stayed a few days.<br />
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"What did you eat?"<br />
... a lot of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! I also ate in restaurants, cooked on my boat, and generally ate the same kinds of food I would have on land. The most different food I ate, was the gator empanada. One of the most interesting restaurants was Henry's Fish House, up near Perry Sound, where the only parking was for boats and seaplanes. If you ask where the best butter tarts are, I would tell you Campbellford, Ontario. <br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-8409640598997700032014-10-17T17:55:00.001-07:002014-10-17T17:55:21.297-07:00Heading HomeTonight, I am at Amelia Island Yacht Basin. I will be out of Florida tomorrow, and heading up into Georgia. I expect to be home in just over a week, weather permitting.<br />
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After I left the Vero Beach Mooring field, I had some electronic issues. My chartplotter was turning itself off, and my voltage meter was reading a low voltage of 11, when it should have been reading over 12. The engine should have been keeping the batteries charged. I was worried about my alternator, so I headed to Loggerhead Marina, on the north side of Vero Beach. I pulled into Loggerhead at 7:45 a.m. and was met by great staff, who were very accommodating. I checked my alternator belt and tightened it. I checked my batteries, and they were all good, with plenty of voltage. One battery terminal had some corrosion, which I cleaned off. Then, everything seemed to work well. It was a good day, no problems with the alternator! I made the best of the situation, and enjoyed the company of a few Canadian boaters, who were on the same dock, preparing their boats for the Bahamas.<br />
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After my relaxing day at Loggerhead, I headed to Daytona Beach. I realized I would be there for a couple day due to a storm coming in. I stayed in Daytona Beach for three nights, waiting for the rain and winds to subside. I arrived in Daytona just before Biketoberfest. Basically, it is the fall version of Bike Week in Daytona. Harleys line the streets. One of the guys who worked at the marina, offered to show me around town on his day off. He took me to the biker areas and I tried to understand the whole biker thing, but wasn't able to. In the end, I just wanted to get back to my sweet boat.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daytime, one day before Biketoberfest started, you can imagine what it looks like after dark!</td></tr>
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As I was approaching St. Augustine, I noticed an older man, John, standing on the hull of his capsized sunfish sailboat. He was drifting down the river. I pulled alongside of him, and we managed to get his sailboat tied up to my boat. We used my crane to pull his sailboat upright. He lost his centerboard in the process, but otherwise, was not hurt. I towed him to the other side of the river, where he lives on an old trawler, in the marshes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John has boarded Annabelle, and we have a good line on his sailboat to help turn it over.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The mast is out of the water!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John didn't lose his life jacket, it was tied to the boat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John, paddling back to his trawler in the marsh.</td></tr>
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Here are a some pictures I took along the way:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pirate ship for tourists at St. Augustine</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bald eagle flying from ICW channel marker</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marshes near Amelia Island</td></tr>
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-24084299277621968832014-10-10T17:05:00.002-07:002014-10-10T17:05:52.265-07:00East Coast, Here I am!Today is a big, big day for me! I finished the locks, I arrived on the Atlantic Coast of Florida, and I used my first mooring ball of the trip.<br />
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I finished the last of the locks for this journey coming through the Okeechobee waterway. There were five locks. Now, one might think I am a pro at these locks, considering all that I have been through... Dismal Swamp, Erie Canal, Oswego Canal, Trent-Severn, Chicago and the Riverways from Illinios down to Mobile, Alabama. I thought these locks should be simple! The Okeechobee locks are a little different than the other locks I have seen. They have hanging lines, like some of the locks in the Erie, which I had so much difficulty with. There are only five locks, and each has a simple concept of just opening the gates to let the water levels stabilize between the rising or falling of the waterline. If going up, the water is let in from the front gate, and if going down, it is released through the front gate. Positioning my boat seemed simple enough... just stay away from the front gate, which acts like a drain in the bathtub. The fourth lock, threw me for a loop. I was only going down 1 1/2 feet, but the current was going to the back of the lock instead of the front, and I had to work hard at keeping my boat near the wall, by using my thrusters. It was the longest foot and a half! I don't know why it was so difficult, except that the lock has ropes hanging from 20 - 25 feet above the water. It is a tall lock. The fifth and last lock, with a drop of 14 feet, was much smoother. In these locks, they insist you take a bow and stern line. I can't be at both the bow and stern of my boat. In the last lock, they had me tie the bitter end of the line to my center bow cleat, and hold the stern cleat. I had to leave my comfort zone of being at the helm for this, but it worked out well. In general, it is a bad idea to tie any line to your boat, while you are dropping in a lock. However, it worked! The lockmasters were helpful. Even though I thought I had locking down, I learned new techniques for locking. I think I could even handle the Erie canals better now.<br />
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The central part of Florida is very swampy. One night, I anchored at Lake Hicpochee, just before getting to Lake Okeechobee. I had a late start and a slow day, so didn't get as far as I had hoped. However, as the sun was setting, I found a peaceful spot. It was peaceful, until the guys with the swamp boat came out and ripped around at high speeds. I tried to get a picture of the boat, but I think half the thrill for them was being out in the dark. It was one of those boats that floats above the water, with a large fanlike apparatus at the stern, with the guys sitting up high. I found a picture of a similar boat, only the boat flying by me, had two high seats, and was not taking a leisurely trip. The lake, was really a swamp. The opening was only five to six feet deep from the waterway.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Airboat picture taken from the internet.</td></tr>
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Central Florida is an interesting place. I am not sure I would want to live in such a swampy area, with as many alligators as they appear to have. Last night, I stayed at Indiantown Marina. One of the other transient boats, was an old, old trawler, which may have seen the best of it's years back in the seventies. The couple who own her, may have had their best years in the fifties or sixties... hard to tell! Anyhow, a few days ago, they found a rat aboard their trawler, so threw it overboard. It was immediately snatched up by a hungry alligator. Since then, they have continued to throw leftover food overboard. Each night, they get a few small alligators hanging out around their boat. The wife said, "I know I am not supposed to feed them, but I love animals!" I love animals too, but they have these alligators trained well!<br />
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This morning, I was heading downstream, when I saw a water slide. I was horrified to think about children, sliding into these alligator infested waters, where the alligators will wait around for anything to drop into the water to be eaten! (OK... I was also starting to imagine that this could be a new Criminal Minds episode, and which gives me nightmares.) Next to the house with the water slide, were Hummel-esque, yard art, statues of children, sitting on the wall. It was just too creepy. Here are the pics:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little alligator, waiting for something to be dropped into water for dinner, at marina.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waterslide... CRAZY... what are these people thinking?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Creepy yard art... this was next door to the water slide.</td></tr>
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The other big thing for today, was arriving in Stuart, FL, on the East Coast! I am now heading north on the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway. It was great to get to the Atlantic, smell the salty air, and notice the change of color of the water.<br />
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I had places picked out to stay in Stuart, Port Salerno, and Fort Pierce, but was too excited about moving north to stop. I finally took a mooring ball in Vero Beach. Other than practicing my mooring ball skills in Southport, I have not used a mooring ball this entire trip. It was easier than anchoring. From what I have read, this mooring field is usually full, and they encourage rafting as well. So, one person might be on the mooring ball with up to two other boats rafted to the moored boat. I must have hit this town at the right time, because most of the mooring balls are available. I anticipate a very peaceful night!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mooring ball in Vero Beach</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sailboat ahead of me, on mooring ball... and sharing with a heron.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Merrill Barber Bridge to Vero Beach at Sunset from mooring field</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com105tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-45438769496608615932014-10-07T15:59:00.002-07:002014-10-07T15:59:47.949-07:00Down the West Coast of FloridaAfter a relaxing week and a half in the Clearwater area, I headed south. Clearwater was a great place to stop and visit with friends. Clearwater beach is beautiful! The day before I left, they were having soap box derby races, and next weekend is the Jazz festival.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two racers heading down the hill towards the marina.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This little guy needed some assistance, but who doesn't love Legos?</td></tr>
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After Clearwater, I headed to Sarasota. First I had to cross Tampa Bay. I was planning on going to a marina, but decided to anchor out and enjoy a peaceful night on the water.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset just south of Sarasota at anchorage.</td></tr>
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From Sarasota, I had a short day, docking in Englewood around noon. I picked a marina across the street from the Englewood beach and spent the afternoon walking the beach and getting my laundry done. The beach wasn't nearly as pretty as Clearwater. Flocks of birds congregated on the beach. The birds didn't seem too concerned about the people on the beach. It was kind of weird.<br />
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Today, I came to Fort Myers. I arrived just before it started raining. Throughout the day, I was keeping an eye on thunderstorms that were building up in the Gulf, and watching as they approached. I have Sirius satellite weather on my chartplotter, so I can see how far the storms are from my boat, and try to avoid getting caught in a downpour.<br />
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From here, I head across the state, through the Okeechobee waterway. Soon, I will be heading north towards home. I think I have mentioned that all my "looper" friends are now behind me. Many are headed to the "Great Loop Rendezvous", which starts next week. Some of my friends also have insurance policies on their boats, which don't allow them to come this far south before November, because of hurricane season. Since I have a trailerable boat, my insurance covers me.<br />
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A lot of people ask if I have been lonely on this trip of mine. In general, I have to say "no", or at least hardly ever. Now though, I feel like I won't be seeing other loopers for the rest of my trip. I might see Tom, from "No Compromises", if he manages to catch up. I will be heading north when I get to the eastern coast of Florida. Most of the other loopers will be staying in Florida or heading to the Bahamas for the winter. Whether loopers, boaters, or random strangers, I have been fortunate to meet really nice people throughout this journey of mine.<br />
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When I started out of Southport, I thought I would be traveling with other loopers for most of the time. I started this trip with Mark and Jane, from Average Looper. We soon split paths, as my boat needed repairs in Norfolk. Although we caught up a few times, our paths took us different directions. I have been traveling alone for most of this trip, and sometimes, I meet other loopers at marinas. I can honestly say, that when I see a "looper" flag, I have a friend... maybe one I haven't met yet. I will miss seeing my looper buddies as I head towards home. I will also look forward to spending time with my friends and family, when I get back. I might just have more time than I was planning!<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-28614808061282568922014-09-28T10:06:00.000-07:002014-11-20T11:11:16.891-08:00Crossing the GulfI headed out of Apalachicola earlier than I expected. There is a narrow channel of water from Apalachicola to Carrabelle. I spent the afternoon getting to the Moorings Marina. I went inside and double checked the weather for the following day, bouncing my thoughts off the staff there. They agreed with my research that the following day would be ideal to go, but if I missed the opportunity, I would be sitting in Carrabelle for a week, waiting for better weather and sea conditions. It didn't leave much time for hesitation. I spent the evening getting my laundry done and cleaning my boat.<br />
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I left Carrabelle at 5:45 a.m., fifteen minutes sooner than the deadline I set for myself. I had 85 miles to go, and the only way to get in before dark was by leaving in the dark. I had set a track on my Ipad to help me with navigation. There was just a slight glimmer from the sliver of a moon on the horizon. The channel marker lights reflected off my windows, making it difficult to keep track of which of the many lights I was supposed to be heading towards or between. I was grateful to get out of the immediate town of Carrabelle, but still had a few miles to get out into the Gulf and away from the shallow coastal waters. Outside the channels, the waters can be less than a foot deep. It took almost a couple hours, going slowly and carefully, to get out into the open waters. I was very relieved. I don't like being out at night, when visibility is so diminished.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The sun coming up on my way out to the Gulf from Carrabelle</td></tr>
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The first crossing went better than expected, with glassy, smooth waters. At one point, I noticed dead fish floating in the water. I found out later, there was a red tide in the area, which had killed the fish. For a few days, people would ask me, "Did you see the red tide?" I only saw the dead fish...red tides scare me!<br />
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I have to admit, I was nervous crossing the Gulf on my own. I hit my "Spot" every couple hours, to let my family know where I was. I wasn't sure why I was anxious, as I had crossed through the Great Lakes and made the offshore crossing around Sandy Hook in the Atlantic. I assured myself that in reality, it wasn't anything bigger or more challenging than I had already done. Despite my reassurances to myself, it still took a while to get into the groove of being so far off shore. By the afternoon, I was entrenched in my latest novel, looking up occasionally to make sure I was still out there all alone, and not on some collision course with a random fisherman. I like it when my auto-pilot is working well!<br />
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From Carrabelle, I went to Steinhatchee. I arrived just before the weather started to change. I had planned on staying at Sea Hag, which had been recommended by other people who have done the loop. As soon as I was in cell phone range, I called them, and they said they didn't have a transient slip available. I went further up river to River Haven Marina. At River Haven, I had one of my worst docking experiences, naturally, with the audience of a group of fisherman. The current got my boat and I headed sideways into the propellers of center console fishing boats. I am not sure how I managed to pull myself out, except the dock master was there to help me. I was sure I was going to find a big scrape alongside my boat and possibly a damaged prop on someone else's boat. I was fortunate, and the only damage was a hole in my dinghy, where it scraped against the propeller of the other boat. Dinghy damage is very manageable with a patch kit. During the time I spent at River Haven, everyone there made me feel like I was at home. They kept joking that if I stayed a little longer, I would be staying forever. Steinhatchee is a little fishing village, smaller than Southport and just as friendly.<br />
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I arrived as scallop season was ending. Dan, one of the fisherman, who had fallen in love with the little town, was planning on buying a house. I headed off with him to go house-hunting. We did well, as the first and only house we went to see, was perfect. He made an offer and it was accepted within an hour. The following morning, after I left to head south, Dan came out and made a loop around my boat, that he might bring me the good luck he felt I had brought him. He had planned to be up and around when I left, but he had slept in. I was heading to Cedar Key, about halfway between Steinhatchee and Tarpon Springs.<br />
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I was looking forward to getting into Cedar Key and tying up on their municipal marina. I read about a low bridge, but I thought to myself it wasn't a problem, I can manage 13 ft of clearance. Well, as I approached, I realized I could get in there with my dinghy, but not come close with my boat. I anchored out. There were 15 knot winds and higher, along with storms in the night. I initially anchored in 7 ft of water, but when I checked out the tidal flow, and realized it was high tide, with almost 4 ft tidal range, I moved to deeper water. It was a choppy night, but the morning made it all worthwhile. I left at sunrise, and was accompanied by dolphin for over 30 minutes as I headed back out into the open Gulf waters.<br />
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I arrived at Anclote Village Marina, just before it started pouring. Every day, there have been afternoon showers, usually starting around 5 p.m. or so. The marina was a little disappointing. As much as I was looking forward to Tarpon Springs, the marina was not where I wanted to be. The bathrooms were on the far side of the restaurant/bar. They did not have any shower facilities. My plan was to stay there for a couple days until my reservation was available in Clearwater on Monday. Clearwater municipal marina is one of the only ones in Clearwater with floating docks, but they were booked solid because of boat races. When I arrived in Anclote Village Marina, I called Clearwater Municipal Marina and asked if they could notify me if there were any cancellations. Sure enough, the following morning, I was called and told to head on down to Clearwater! I can drive to Tarpon Springs!<br />
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I arrived in Clearwater yesterday, late morning. When they said there was a boat race, I had no idea what they meant. These are fast boats... the Nascar of boating... the races are today. This is the Brighthouse Clearwater Superboat National Championship! Raceboats with support boats, support trucks and trailers, and t-shirts! Enclosed hulls, where helmets are warn, and it must feel like 150 degrees in this heat and humidity!<br />
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These boats are put into the water with a big crane, down the waterway. Then, they head out into the Gulf for the actual races. Here are some pics of a few of the raceboats:<br />
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One of the benefits of being here in Clearwater, is there is a lot to do, and I have friends here. Last night, I was picked up by Barb, a nurse practitioner, who works for the same company I do. She invited me to her 50th birthday party! It was a great time, with many of her close friends. I have another friend flying out here for a few days. I plan to hang out here for a week before moving south. I will definitely get some beach time in. Clearwater has beautiful beaches! I also need to get back to Tarpon Springs for their sponge docks and Greek food... I have a list of things I need to do before I leave here!<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-63245437628524217922014-09-21T15:45:00.000-07:002014-09-21T15:45:32.044-07:00Crossing the Panhandle to ApalachicolaI think I need to break this post up into topics, to include sights and sounds of this journey.<br />
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I woke up this morning thinking about the contrasting sounds one hears on this trip. The night before last, I was at St. Andrews Marina, near Panama City Florida. I had picked this marina because they have floating docks. In general, I sleep better at night if I am tied of to a floating dock. With incoming tides, or the raising and lowering of water levels, it is good to know that where my boat is tied up will move up and down with the water level. If I am at a fixed dock marina, I will wake up throughout the night and check my lines to make sure my boat is floating properly. Lines which are too loose or too tight can cause damage to the boat.<br />
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So, back to St. Andrews. Everything I read about the marina made it seem like a great choice, and it had the Active Captain 1st choice rating. One of the benefits is the proximity to bars and restaurants. However, in the middle of the night, when there is loud, bad, music playing into the wee hours of the morning, the proximity to bars and restaurants is not really the ideal choice. At 2 in the morning, as they are wrapping up a night of partying, the DJ is yelling, "We are going F'N party all F'N night!!!" I thought they already had. Then, one notices the sounds of the the cars revving their engines and leaving. Eventually, by around 4 a.m, even the bartenders and waitresses are leaving. Then, it is getting light outside, and I need to get ready to go. One Friday night was enough for me, I wasn't going to stick around to see if Saturday night would be any better.<br />
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When at anchorage, it is rare to hear anything. Sometimes you might hear the sound of the anchor chain against the hull. You don't want to hear your anchor dragging, and if it does drag and you don't hear it, that is another story all together. If anchored near an overpass, like I was on the Mississippi one night, you can hear the traffic. When anchored on the rivers, sometimes you could hear and feel the barges go by. Generally, they were not loud. Hearing the splash of a fish jumping can be a good thing. The quietness can also make the sound of a mosquito seem very loud.<br />
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Being tied up at a city dock can bring other sounds, including sirens. Surprisingly, there were some small towns that had volunteer fire departments, which had their own sirens to announce to the volunteers to come running to the fire department. I was surprised at how often the volunteer fire department sirens went off. I have been tied up near railroad tracks, which can be quite noisy. In one town wall along the Erie Canal, there were several of us having dinner, and we could hardly have a conversation because of the trains going by. At one of the worst marinas I stayed at, in New Jersey, they had a railroad bridge next to the marina. Every time they opened the bridge, they would sound a siren, which seemed like every 15 minutes to half an hour. Locks have sirens to give notice to people of opening and closing the lock gates. <br />
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Here in Apalachicola, I haven't heard any sirens, or loud bar noises going on through the night. It has been peaceful and quiet. The only sounds I heard waking up this morning, were shrimp boats, with their low rumbling diesel engines, puttering by me, heading out to the Gulf. It is a good sound.<br />
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Apalachicola is a great little town. After walking around last evening, I decided to stay another day. Apalachicola is known for their great oysters. Apparently, they ship oysters all over the states, and if you have had oysters, chances are, they may have been from here. My first stop here was "Up the Creek Oyster Bar". I ordered a half dozen "Mediteranian style" oysters, then ordered another half dozen steamed oysters with butter. I also ordered a 'gator empenada. I didn't realize people ate gators... I guess it makes sense, we seem to eat just about anything else. The flavors from the sauces were somewhat overpowering, so it was difficult to really taste the 'gator. I can now add 'gator to the list of foods I have tried! As I was contemplating another half dozen oysters, the waitress came out and offered dessert, so I had to stop her immediately at the suggestion of Key Lime pie, one of my favorites. It was definitely a meal of indulgence!<br />
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Since leaving Fairhope, I have seen dolphins every day. They are really difficult to take pictures of. By the time I get my camera out and get ready to take a picture, they have gone below the surface and disappear. I did manage a picture of a fin. I have not been surrounded by them, like I was for the few minutes coming down the Delaware Bay, where I felt there were dozens of dolphin. However, seeing dolphin is one of those things that makes my heart feel joyful.<br />
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It is good to see the pelicans again. Pelicans seem to hang out on the buoys or they are diving for fish. Sometimes they just glide along the top of the water. <br />
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More sunrises and sunsets...<br />
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Other pics from Apalachicola:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On floating dock at Water Street Hotel & Marina in Apalachicola. Dinghy is back... so I can anchor and head to the beach.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the Tin Shed in Apalachicola, they have this net with buoys. I first saw a picture of these on Debi's boat, Sea Fever. </td></tr>
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Addendum:<br />
A quick change of plans! I was eating breakfast this morning, when I started looking at the weather. I decided to head to Carabelle for the night, a half day's journey. Carabelle is the jumping off point for crossing the Gulf. This was the forecast for tomorrow in the area of the Gulf that I will be crossing:<br />
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SMOOTH INCREASING TO A LIGHT TO MODERATE CHOP. ISOLATED</span></div>
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-66729510906970216492014-09-15T13:15:00.000-07:002014-09-15T13:15:05.706-07:00Celebrating the Salty LifeI made it to Mobile Bay yesterday afternoon, just before a storm came in. From Demopolis to Fairhope, Alabama is about 230 miles. I did this in three days, anchoring out both nights. I stopped at Bobby's Fish Camp for a little extra fuel. While I was there, I met some other boaters, who offered me cherry pie and coffee. It was a nice break in the morning routine. Anchorages are few and far between on the Tombigbee and Black Warrior Rivers.<br />
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The Demopolis Lock had been closed a few days for repairs. There were many barges lined up to go through. "Le Hooker" and I left Demopolis at the same time, having called ahead to find out when the best time was for us to lock through. Another, much larger boat, Lady Pearl, apparently didn't call. They left a good hour or more ahead of us for the lock and had to wait to go through with us.<br />
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The last lock of the "Dirty Dozen" is Coffeeville, which is just south of Bobby's Fish Camp. Bobby's Fish Camp is the only fuel stop between Demopolis and Mobile Bay, known for their restaurant which serves catfish. I stopped to get some fuel, but with three large boats on the fuel dock, the only way for me to tie up was perpendicular to the river at the end of the dock, near the fuel pump. Although I called in advance and did what I could do to get fuel quickly, the other boaters explained how it was a "relaxed" kind of place. I had passed a barge a couple hours before showing up and hoped to get to the lock with plenty of time before the barge. By the time I finished fueling, the barge was close by. I radioed the barge and asked if they had room for my little boat in the lock downstream, but the barge took up the whole lock. Instead of heading down river immediately, I enjoyed the company of the other boaters at Bobby's. I missed out on having catfish for dinner by not staying for the night. In order to make it to Fairhope, I knew I had to get to an anchorage 64 miles north of Mobile, about 55 miles further than Bobby's.<br />
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Heading into Mobile Bay was pretty cool, because it represents the completion of the inner river part of the Loop. Tonight, two other couples and I will celebrate making this part of the Loop by going to a nice restaurant. I have made it from Chicago to the Gulf of Mexico. The other two boats, Sea Fever and dARrf V, did stay at Bobby's, but also run much faster than my boat, Annabelle. They both left Demopolis a day after I did. They made the 230 mile trip in two days, versus my three. Despite our different strategies on getting here, we all arrived within a few minutes of each other, moments before it started raining. (I met Debi and Jim last year at the Rendezvous in Alabama, and they are on Sea Fever.)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Someone's home away from home, outside Midway Marina</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He found his perch, on this sunken log.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The moon was still full, when I left one of the anchorages, as the sun was coming up.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These were the water lillies, which created the lock debris. Not bad debris compared to logs.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The lock gates closing in behind me and all the flowers.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset at anchor before going to Demopolis, around MM 276</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the I-20 bridge. I had to smile since I crossed this bridge when I moved to Southport from Tucson.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The white cliffs of Epes!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anchorage</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A collection of towboats of all different sizes, sitting by the side of the river.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My anchorage in Three Rivers Lake, definitely 'gator country.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cochran Bridge, the entrance to Mobile Bay. Those are barges coming through.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beyond the normal barges, there are also container ships and a variety of other ocean vessels in Mobile.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These high rise buildings are so pretty, they seem like they should be up in Chicago!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These just look tough and mean... don't know what they do, and I don't care to ask.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just past this last container ship is the entrance out into the Bay.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset after the storm, at Eastern Shores Marina, in Fairhope.</td></tr>
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From here, I will be heading east across the Florida Panhandle. Do I dare say out loud that I am hoping to avoid hurricanes? I am stopping here for a couple days to take care of some boat maintenance, including new zincs, washing and waxing my hull, changing my thru-hull valve, and changing the oil. I am way ahead of schedule for being home by Christmas. I am looking forward to the small towns along the coast as well as the ocean air!Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-14628569892245666472014-09-07T16:37:00.001-07:002014-09-07T16:37:55.031-07:00Back to the SouthYou know you are in the south when the local Mexican restaurant, offers you "sweet tea".<br />
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I continue to head down the rivers. I finished up the Tennessee and started down the Tenn-Tom. There isn't a whole lot going on. Unlike Michigan, the marinas are miles from the nearby towns. I did stop at one marina, which I had not expected to. The Clifton marina was full, due to a festival, so I went to Riverstone Marina, a couple miles down the river. At Riverstone, they described a nearby cajun restaurant, Meo Mio's, who was willing to pick me up and drop me back off at the marina. I called and ordered "Crawfish Julie over Tilapia". It was delicious. The owner of the marina and his wife, were very hospitable and also prepare food at the marina. They were up at dawn to fix breakfast for me and another couple doing the Loop. In general, there aren't many restaurants or places to eat on these rivers. At the Grand Harbor marina, I used their courtesy vehicle, and went into town, twenty minutes away, bought groceries and went to their local Mexican restaurant. This is about as exciting as it has been... an occasional meal, cooked by someone else.<br />
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I am ahead of most of the other loopers. I crossed paths with a looper boat heading north yesterday. We chatted for a few minutes on the radio. I also met a couple who plans to start the Loop in November. In a month from now, the Great Loop rendezvous will be held in Alabama. I have already passed the point where I would have turned off for the rendezvous, which is more than a month away. I may be in Florida by then, it is hard to tell. What I will really miss by not going to the rendezvous are many of the people I have met along this journey, who are also doing the Loop.<br />
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I did remember to put the card in the camera... so here are some pictures. My favorite is the one of the guy fishing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annabelle, ready for the fog to clear, so we can head down the river.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These barges are chipping wood. I am not sure why this is done in the middle of the river.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One proud fisherman!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful sunsets</td></tr>
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-60304733679367432942014-09-03T05:58:00.000-07:002014-09-03T05:58:33.206-07:00Heading Down the RiversIt is hard not to think about Huck Finn, when heading down the Mississippi. However, it is a different world out there, and that was a long and dreamy time ago.<br />
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The barges are large and sometimes the river channels are narrow. In addition to the barges heading downstream, there are barges on the sides of the rivers, anchored in the rivers, or simply waiting towards the side for another barge to pass. The locks are much larger than the Erie or Trent-Severn to accomodate the barges. Even then, the barge may need to be split into a couple loads for the lock. The locks on these rivers are designed and planned to handle commercial traffic first, then recreational boats. I had hoped that over Labor Day weekend, there would be a break in barge traffic, but these guys work all day, every day, even in the middle of the night.<br />
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As I headed south from the Illinois and got onto the Mississippi, my first stop was in Alton, where I filled up on fuel, groceries, and water. The owners of the local grocery store, Schwegel's, came and picked me up, then dropped me back off on my boat. The marina was beautiful, with the nicest bathrooms I have seen since Liberty Landing and South Jersey Marina. Fuel was relatively inexpensive.<br />
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I went downstream to Hoppies, which is famous on the Mississippi. I don't know that anyone goes down the Mississippi without stopping to say hello to Fern and Hoppie. I topped off my fuel tank with 5 gallons of diesel. I ended up not spending the night. The marina is a couple barges at the edge of the river. The current in the Mississippi is 4 knots or so, and the barges going by throw wakes. There was no room on the inside of the barges, and I did not want to get tossed around. Usually Fern gives advice as to where to stay on the river in the evening. She was willing to take time out of her day, and take a break from mowing the lawn, to sit with me and tell me where it was safe to anchor or tie up as I headed south towards Kentucky Lake (the next available fuel stop.) From Hoppies, there is 225 miles until the next fuel stop.<br />
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With the current, the Mississippi is fast. I was averaging just under 10 nm/hr without pushing my engine. After Hoppies, I stopped about 4 hours downstream at Kaskaskie Lock and Dam, where they allow people to tie up for the night on the lock wall. It was a very peaceful evening, even if I arrived as the sun was setting. The following day, I anchored in a fairly shallow area towards near where the Mississippi and Ohio rivers meet. It was more of a stressful evening, as the occasional barge wake would rock the boat.<br />
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The following day, was the longest of the Loop so far. I headed the additional 7 miles down the Mississippi, then upstream on the Ohio River, where there were two locks. The first was a wicket lock and the wickets were down, meaning I could just keep heading up the river, without locking through. I did not have to wait at the second lock either. However, heading out the second lock, I had made a quick phonecall to the Kentucky Lake Lock, and turned my radio down. I had been watching a barge just north of a bridge, thinking it was stopped, when it really wasn't. (Many of the barges will stop near the locks, waiting on line to go through, and there were several which were stopped.) I was heading through the center of the bridge, when I realized the barge was trying to head through the same center of the bridge, and I was being a horrible boat handler. I quickly got to the side of the bridge, turned my radio up, to hear the guy getting really angry at me and explain right of way and monitoring the radio, as well as how I could stay out of the boat channel and head along the shore with my shallow draft. I apologized for my idiot move, and went on my way, much more humbly. After 60 miles upstream on the Ohio, I turned at the Tennessee River, to head upstream further to the Kentucky Lock and Dam. I knew there would be a long delay, but decided it was worth it not to worry as much about how much fuel I had. I anchored near the dam at 5:45 p.m, close to 12 hours after leaving. I waited until just after 10 p.m. to be locked through. The Kentucky Lock goes up into the Kentucky Lake 57 feet. There was a large barge ahead, which took two lockings to get through. Two other pleasure boats showed up, shortly after I arrived. They were both like ski boats, out for the day. The lock master did not give me any warning ahead of time, to pull my anchor. For the most part, I had to pay attention to time and the locks signals to have an idea when to pull my anchor. When the locks open their doors, they blow a horn. So, I was able to time how long the lock took to ascend, and when it was coming back down. At around 11 p.m, our three pleasure boats made it through the lock and onto Kentucky Lake. It was pitch dark, and I managed to get across the lake and safely into the Kentucky Dam State Park Marina break walls. I headed off to a corner of the marina area, designated for anchoring. I didn't want to get too close to other boats, since the visibility was so poor. Just getting to the marina was stressful with 2 to 3 foot seas on the beam and trying to avoid buoys, which I couldn't see, but knew were out there somewhere.<br />
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I spent the following night at Kentucky Dam State Park marina, next to Atla, with Steve and his wife, Wendy. We headed to the famous Patti's restaurant for lunch. We actually at at Bill's, which was the overflow restaurant... same good food, same atmosphere, and we all felt badly for the women working there, because they had horrible "Little house on the Prairie", floral print, dresses they had to wear.<br />
<br />Yesterday, I continued upstream, up Kentucky Lake to Paris State Park Marina. This morning, there is fog. As soon as it lifts, I will head to another marina about 40 or 50 miles from here. It is nice to be able to stop at marinas and walk around. I have another 150 miles to go upstream on the Tennessee, then I will be at the Tenn-Tom. The Tenn-Tom will be downstream for 490 miles to Mobile, Alabama.<br />
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A quick apology for not having pictures. Once again, I forgot to put the memory card back into the camera... so all the pictures I took were not saved. At least I come by blonde naturally!<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-1606503980649597712014-08-29T04:49:00.000-07:002014-08-29T04:49:37.747-07:00Heading downstream.It is hard to imagine it has been over a week since I left Chicago and headed downstream. I left the Illinois River yesterday and am now in the Mighty Mississippi. There is more than four knots of current in the river, which will make it go by quickly.<br />
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I had a very, very blonde moment one morning. I was checking and emptying my strainers. I had shut the through-hull, which allows water to come into the engine to keep it cool. In my blonde moment, I forgot to shut the through-hull. I started the engine and within a few minutes it overheated. I turned the engine off, and shut the through hull, hoping I had not done any damage. It appeared everything was alright. After about 8 hours of heading down the river, my engine didn't sound right and I had black smoke coming into the cabin from the engine compartment. My temperature gauge was at a normal level. I pulled to the side of the river and dropped my anchor. I also noticed the rug next to the engine compartment was wet... and there was black everywhere. I called my son, Dean, who suggested it was the exhaust. I then called our Towboat captain, John, from Southport. I explained there was a hole in the muffler. He gave me suggestions on how to patch it. I was able to head downstream to a marina, about 16 miles further down river. The closest repair facility was about 136 miles down river. The duct tape and hose clamps kept the exhaust out of the cabin until I could make the repairs.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hole in muffler, probably weakened when the engine overheated.</td></tr>
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It was a Sunday night, and I thought about the different ways I could patch the muffler to get down the next 120 miles. After a good night sleep though, I ordered a new muffler on Monday morning, to be delivered on Tuesday, at the marina. I had my work cut out for me. In addition to fixing the muffler, I also needed to replace my impeller, which can be damaged by overheating the engine. Changing the impeller proved to be more difficult than the muffler. I also had to clean out my air filter, as it was grimy with oily, black soot. I was fortunate to have great help at the marina. Bob, the owner of Tall Timbers marina, helped me pull out my impeller. Ted, another boater, took me to the farm store to pick up bolts and cleaning supplies. Steve, from Atla, showed up on time to help me get the muffler in place long enough to put on the clamps. The weather has been brutally hot at over 90 degrees, with about 95% humidity.<br />
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Sometimes, we stay in places we don't expect and we meet awesome people along the way. This is another one of those times. Tall Timbers is one of my favorite stops on this loop. The little town, Havana, is within walking distance from the marina. I was able to ride my bike to the hardware store. Bob wanted to be there when I left, so he could make sure my exhaust was working correctly. I left Wednesday around lunchtime, after cleaning up my boat. I had black smudges everywhere, from my engine work. As I headed down the river, I checked the engine compartment a couple times, and everything appears to be working well.<br />
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Everyone talks about the Asian Carp. I have been fortunate so far,not to have them flying into my boat. I see them jump every once in a while. There are also pontoon boats, who take people out to shoot the carp with spear-gun bows. I have also heard they are "good eat'n".<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The engines stir up the Asian Carp, which jump. Then the guys on the back shoot at them.</td></tr>
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Wednesday night, I anchored out at Big Blue Island, about 60 miles south of Havana. Yesterday, I came to Alton. I was able to meet up with Ted and his wife Christene again, who I met at Tall Timbers. I plan to leave this morning after a run to the grocery store and keep heading down the Mississippi. Per Steve, on Atla, the barges are bigger and throw large wakes. In going down the Mississippi, I might not have much cell phone coverage. There are not any services for 225 miles after fueling up at Hoppies, which will be later today.<br />
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Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-70108028199049066502014-08-21T08:02:00.003-07:002014-08-21T08:02:53.096-07:00Chicago - halfway home.The weather has been very difficult for boating. Thunderstorms for this week have been more common than not. We had storms through last weekend, it was clear on Monday, storms on Tuesday, clear until Wednesday night, then more storms for Thursday and Friday. On Monday, I decided to head to Chicago, from Hammond, Indiana. It was a two hour ride. Approaching Chicago, I couldn't even see the city, until I got there because of the fog and smog. My timing was good, arriving just as everything cleared up. It was a beautiful afternoon, I was able to walk around and took one of the architectural boat tours. The boat tour enabled me to scope out where I would be heading on Wednesday.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Approaching Chicago</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arriving at Du Sable marina, downtown Chicago.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Du Sable Marina</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The size and number of skyscrapers can be overwhelming!</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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On my way back to my boat, I saw another Looper boat, Knot So Fast, which I had first seen in Saugatuck. I stopped by and met Jeff and Lolly, who are from Alabama. They are on the last leg of their Loop journey. We decided to head to Navy Pier and Millenium Park Tuesday morning. Despite rain in the early morning, we had a clear morning for walking around Chicago. This was followed by a downpour around noon. It cleared again in the afternoon for a few hours, then we had more rain that evening. We ordered Chicago pizza from Lou Malnati's, and I get it... Chicago Pizza is the best! I don't think I could have left Chicago without having pizza first.<br />
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Wednesday morning, I took Lolly with me, to head through Chicago. I dropped her off at a marina/condo complex, a couple miles from the marina. We took the same route as the architectural tour. We left the dock at 6:15, entered the Chicago lock around 6:30ish, and it was a peaceful morning, without much traffic on the waterway. We saw a few water taxis, but the tour boats had not started yet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is where I dropped off Lolly, as I headed out of Chicago</td></tr>
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This was the start of my very lucky day! Every day should be as good as yesterday. Of course, it could have been partly due to poor planning as well. Heading south from Chicago, on the Illinois river, is an electric fish barrier. The barrier is meant to kill or deter Asian Carp from getting into Lake Michigan. It is a mile or two long, and the voltage is high enough to kill a person if they fall overboard. There are warning signs and rules about going through the barrier, which really isn't a big deal, and only takes a few minutes. However, they are doing maintenance, Monday through Friday from 7 a.m until 4 p.m. I had forgotten to call and check on the electric barrier. When I arrived around 11:15, I was told I needed to tie up to a wall upstream until they finished at 4 p.m. The wall was not exactly easy to tie up to! The rocks on the side of the wall crumbled, so I had to tie to shrubs along the wall. As I was getting settled to read, I heard the discussion between the security checkpoints that the divers were out of the water and taking a break, so they could let boats through. I radioed to the security checkpoint and they let me through at 12:05.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tied up to a crumbling wall north of the Electric Carp Barrier</td></tr>
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Just south of the electric barrier is the Lockport Lock, which drops 39 feet. The lock had been closed on Tuesday from 7 a.m. until 11 p.m. for maintenance. I had called on Monday and they were backed up with barges needing to go through. On Wednesday though, there was no traffic going through. I entered the lock by myself, tied up, and took the gentle ride down, which took about a half hour. These locks are huge, and can hold a tow with 9 barges attached. Some of the barges have to be split to go through the locks. Commercial traffic takes precedence over recreational traffic, so there can be major delays in getting through the locks. The third lock of the day, Brandon Road lock, went just as smoothly, dropping 34 feet.<br />
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Just south of Brandon Road Lock, I stopped at Big Basin Marina. The waters are fairly shallow here, but work fine for my boat. The dockage fees are inexpensive at 75 cents a foot, but the woman running the place decided to let me have the night for free. I am not sure if she was impressed with me being here by myself, or it was the end of a long day and she didn't feel like running my credit card. I am sure she will run it today, because it is raining on and off all day, and I will be staying here another night, waiting for the weather to improve.<br />
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Here are some pics from Chicago.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The amphitheater at Millenium Park</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At Navy Pier they have a stained glass exhibit. I took this because there is another looper, whose name is King Cole. The stained glass exhibit was my favorite part of Navy Pier.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"The Bean" in Millenium Park</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Civic Opera Building, which my sister and mother would appreciate.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking a picture while looking up into the middle of "The Bean"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The water used to flow from Chicago into Lake Michigan, but they changed the flow of water due to pollution. Every hour, this fountain shoots from one side of the waterway to the other depicting the strength of the current and the water having changed directions.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sculpture in Millenium Park by Jaume Piensa</td></tr>
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-39956330649321278072014-08-17T06:33:00.001-07:002014-11-20T11:05:12.080-08:00Chicago? Almost.My goal this week was to make it to Chicago. I didn't make it there, but I am close, in Hammond, Indiana. I spent four days in Saugatuck, which was a great little town to spend a few days in. I had planned to stay there, while waiting for a storm front to move through. I was bad about taking pictures. The marina was a ten minute walk from town, but having my bicycle made it very easy to get around. The weather was unusually cold. Even the dockmaster made a comment that it felt like October weather. The news was reporting that it was September weather. After a couple days of rain and gray skies, the weather cleared up, but there were still high seas in Lake Michigan. NOAA reported 6 ft seas, the dockmaster heard it was closer to ten foot. So, there was another day for waiting.<br />
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I noticed that the waves and winds were tending to die down at night, so I planned for my next leg to St. Joseph in the middle of the night. My hope was to get further, weather and waves permitting. I was up before 1 a.m, and I undocked and left Saugatuck at 2 a.m. By 7:45, I arrived at St. Joseph. I had following seas from the north, which were very uncomfortable, but better than heading into them. Other people that came into St. Joseph, later that day, said they were miserable out there on the lake. My decision to leave in the middle of the night, is probably the only reason I was able to make any distance at all.<br />
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My plan for Friday, was to head across Lake Michigan to Chicago, 50 miles away. I called on Thursday to reserve a slip, but there were no slips available throughout the weekend. An Air Show was scheduled right over the waters, and I imagine the Du Sable marina was the prime location to be. However, this was the one day that I had to cross. Instead of heading to Chicago, I went with my secondary plan of Hammond, IN, which is 10 to 15 miles from the Chicago marina. Another storm front was moving in for the weekend, with thunderstorms. My crossing of Lake Michigan was uneventful. The waves got higher towards the center of the Lake, but had died down to nothing by the time I got to the western shore.<br />
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Waiting on good weather days seems to be a theme for me on this trip. When the weather is good and the lake conditions are calm, I run with it. On the Chesapeake, I remember having a very calm day, and while most of my friends stopped at Soloman's Island, I headed north to Annapolis. I feel like I am doing the same thing here. I have a small boat that doesn't go very fast, so I can't bump up the speed to get through quicker and I can't take the larger waves that my friend's boats can take. It makes it difficult to plan much of anything or being anywhere.<br />
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My friend Jane remarked that "looping" is different than "cruising", in that we have to keep moving forward. We don't always have the time to stop or spend the time where we want to. I think we just have to enjoy seeing what we see, wherever it is, and continue to take this journey a day at a time.<br />
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Despite my lack of pictures, I really enjoyed Saugatuck. They have a river boat for tourists, as well as a chain ferry running across the Kalamazoo river. They also have an inter-urban bus system, which will take you from your door to where you want to go for a dollar in either Saugatuck or Douglas. It was a great place to spend 4 days, even if it was cold and rainy.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Star of Saugatuck Boat Cruise - they passed my boat a few times each day.</td></tr>
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-60563560928735646912014-08-09T13:28:00.001-07:002014-08-09T13:28:12.254-07:00Heading down the western coast of Michigan<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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The day I left Mackinaw Island, it was very foggy. The fog stayed with us until about noon. The marina is fairly strict, and they expect the boats to be gone from the slips by 1:00, as there are usually boats waiting in the harbor for their reserved slips. At noon, there was an exodus from the marina. I waited for most of the boats to leave and headed out to Mackinaw City, just a few miles away. By the time I left, I felt it was pushing too hard to get to Harbor Springs. I stayed at Straits State harbor, where I enjoyed meeting up with a few of my "looper" friends, who I hadn't seen for a while. Wye Tug, Summerland, Fruitcakes and DeDe were there. They all planned to take the ferry to Mackinaw Island for the day, and I planned to head to Harbor Springs.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The fast ferries around Mackinac City and Mackinac Island throw big rooster tails of water and large wakes. They are intimidating. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mackinac Bridge, where Lake Huron meets Lake Michigan</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading towards Harbor Springs, I cut in front of this old, abandoned lighthouse. The shipping channel is much further out, but with my shallow draft, this made for a good shortcut.</td></tr>
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I liked Harbor Springs and decided it was a perfect place to spend a few days and order things from Amazon. Meg and Jim, from Sanctuary had just finished their Loop, and they invited a few of us over for dinner. I also was given the opportunity for a hot bath... something, I relish and could never turn down. She took a couple of us to the local grocery store and butcher shop. We stocked up on needed supplies. I had been hesitant getting groceries during my last few days in Canada, worried I might have to throw things out. Even my leftover potatoes had found their way to the bottom of Lake Huron. As it was, I never was boarded or asked about any groceries. </div>
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I cleaned my boat
and I relaxed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Meg, from Sanctuary, had
told me about a Gurney’s, a liquor store with a bakery in the back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gurney’s was the first place she stopped when
she got home. Gurney’s is known more for their sandwiches with their freshly baked
bread, than anything else.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They stop
selling sandwiches when they run out of bread.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There is a line winding through the liquor store, to the back, where the
sandwiches are made.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They don’t
generally sell the bread, but I asked if I could buy a loaf.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They offered to make an extra loaf for me the
following day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I showed up early and was
only charged $2.50 for the loaf of pumpernickel bread.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Behind Gurney’s and across the street is Tom’s
Mom’s cookies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They have a wide variety
of chocolate chip cookies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Again, there
was a line, with people paying the $18 per dozen or $1.80 per cookie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was really no sense in buying just one!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Harbor Springs. I stayed at Walstrom Marina, but many people stay at the municipal marina or in the mooring fields.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Harbor Springs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunrise as I head out of Harbor Springs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There is a reason there are great artists in Harbor Springs, it is just beautiful!</td></tr>
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Now, I am traveling down the Michigan coast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The weather has been perfect, the winds calm,
the seas calm, at times it feels like I am gliding across water as smooth as
glass.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After Harbor Springs, my plan was
to head to Charlevoix.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I arrived just
after 9:00 a.m., and there was a waiting list for the municipal marina.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The bridge was 11 feet, much lower than the
published height of 16 ft, too low for my boat to go through.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was going to have to wait 20 minutes for an
opening.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The lake was so smooth, so I decided
to make the most of the day and head further south.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I called Leland municipal marina, and they
were also full.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I decided to head out to
South Manitou Island and anchor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was
a long day, but the island was peaceful and relaxing.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The smooth waters, which entice me to keep heading south!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">N. Manitou Island lighthouse</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leaving S. Manitou Island at sunrise. Sunrise is getting later, until I hit a time zone change.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">S. Manitou Island lighthouse.</td></tr>
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The following day, I headed further south to Arcadia, where
I saw John and Kathy, from Serenity, who I had first met at Mackinaw Island and I had also seen in Harbor Springs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They have plans to take a leisurely trip down
the Michigan Coast and have reservations at the end of August in Chicago.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I explained how I feel I need to take
advantage of the weather with the Michigan Lake being so calm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>John, Kathy and I took our bikes and rode
around the town.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Arcadia is a very small
town, with a couple small marinas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
ice cream parlor is attached to the gift shop, which also has marine
supplies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This combination store is next
to the gas station/convenience store, all of which are owned by the same
family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The public beach is narrow and
steep.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The water was very, very,
cold.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I only put my feet in.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There are lots of fishing boats.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leaving Arcadia at sunrise.</td></tr>
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I left Arcadia early in the morning, and headed to
Pentwater.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In Pentwater, one can’t just
make a reservation by phone, the dockmaster expects the reservation to be made
through the Michigan State system, which has a $10 reservation fee.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The dockage for the municipal marina is $1
per foot plus $10, making my dockage $35 for the night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I added another $10 for the on-line
reservation, it would make the municipal marina more expensive than the private
marina, Snug Harbor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As it was, I only
saved a couple dollars.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The municipal
marina is in the middle of downtown, with shops and restaurants lining the
streets.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Snug Harbor is at the end of
the main street.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By leaving early in the
morning, I managed to arrive in the early afternoon, giving me plenty of time
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beach heading into Pentwater.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This sailboat reminds me of Carolina Girl, my sailboat, which I sold in December.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the Pentwater Municipal marina, my boat was docked with the fishing boats. For the first time, Annabelle was the biggest boat on the dock!</td></tr>
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This morning, I am heading to Grand Haven, about 50 nautical
miles further south.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Sunday, I am heading to Saugatuck, </span>a peaceful, artsy town to wait out the storms. </div>
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For me, Chicago marks the halfway point in this Loop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is also marks the end of the Great Lakes,
and the start of the Rivers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There will
be new challenges.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There will be bigger
locks, which operate differently than the ones I have been on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There will be barge traffic, current, and fewer
places to stop along the way.</div>
Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-57069354556155869072014-08-01T07:03:00.000-07:002014-08-01T07:03:07.252-07:00Mackinac Island (pronounced as Mackinaw)I am happily back in the States! The last week while I was up in the Northern Channel, I was feeling very homesick. I couldn't use my cell phone, but I did manage to call a few people on Skype. Although, I am continuously running into many wonderful, kind people, it isn't the same. Maybe the few days I spent "weathered in" at Kagawong affected me as well. I am not sure.<br />
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After 4 nights at Kagawong, the wind finally died down a little, and the water was flat. Saturday night, the winds were terrible, even in the safety of the marina. Sunday, the dockmaster and his wife offered to let me stay at their home, they worried I wouldn't sleep if the winds persisted another night. At 7:40 that evening, the winds died down. I had explained to the dockmaster that I would be gone before he returned at 8 the next morning, if the water was calm. It was... and I left the dock around 6:30 on Monday morning. The waters did not stay calm for long. Once I was out in the open, the seas came up and it was reminiscent of being in the Abermarle Sound. There were a couple differences though. One difference was that I was out there in the big open waters alone for most of the day. I also knew that the distance I had to travel was much farther than I had in the Abermarle. At one point, six "go-fast" boats flew by me. Then, it was just me out there again, wondering what happens in the winter, when all the water in this massive area is solid ice. The biggest difference, was the rough seas didn't particularly bother me, I felt safe and comfortable in my boat, and didn't really worry about anything.<br />
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I had plans to stay in an anchorage on the Canadian side of the border, on the southwestern corner of Cockburn Island (pronounced Co-burn). The anchorage was very exposed, so I headed into U.S. waters, and anchored in a small inlet in the southeastern shore of Drummond Island. At this point, I had no cell service. Occasionally, a text would go through. From my anchorage, it was about 6 hours to Mackinac Island, five of them in fog. It was a long journey!<br />
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Mackinac Island is a very, very busy place, and boaters have to make reservations well in advance through the Michigan State Park system. I had a schedule to keep, which is less than ideal when boating. I had been told that clearing customs here, was much easier in Mackinac Island than clearing in Drummond Island (northwest corner). Most of the boaters I know, had their boats searched coming through Drummond, and I simply made a video phonecall, as part of the OARS program. There were no lines. However, I did have my moment of panic. As I was coming through the fog, I started thinking about how I should be blowing my horn, especially as I approached civilization. My radar was working well, and I hadn't seen anyone out there. I decided I should get the blowing of the horn right, so I was looking it up in my book. While doing this, I stumbled upon the Customs section of the cruising guidebook, only to read about calling into the 800 number for customs immediately upon entering U.S. waters, and to even anchor, was considered being in the U.S., and one could incur a $5,000 fine. In the midst of reading this, the fog cleared, and I could see Mackinac Island, about 30 to 45 minutes away. I quickly called customs, got transferred a couple times, and was told not to worry, just check into the OARS phone when I arrived. Everything went smoothly. I had tossed the last of my fresh produce out into Lake Huron in the fog, not that anyone asked.<br />
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When I arrived in Mackinac Island, Steve and his wife, Wendy, from Atla were there. As we were having lunch, I saw No Compromises coming in. Later, when visiting Tom and Vera, on No Compromises, I also saw Jim and Meg, from Sanctuary. Estrellita was also here, along with a couple other Looper boats. Meg and Jim left yesterday to head to their home port in Harbor Springs. Once the fog lifts this morning, I will head to Harbor Springs as well, along with Stel and Burke from Estrellita.<br />
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Mackinac Island is a very touristy area. The only means of transportation on the island include walking, riding a bike, or horses. The streets are lined with tourist shops, mostly selling their famous fudge. Horse-led carriages have the right of way. The bicyclists are on the street, and everyone else stays to the sides. There is an 8 mile paved trail around the island. Stel, Burke and I bicycled around the island. The waters around us were crystal clear. The windward or western side of the island had waves crashing, and the leeward side or eastern shore, had calm, flat waters. We will be heading west, and hopefully, the waters will be calmer today. After the bike ride, I headed up the hill to the Grand Hotel, which is quite famous. At the Grand Hotel, I bought some fresh flowers for my boat.<br />
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In Kagawong, I met Earl and Karen at the marina, who have a summer home there. They ame by the marina the day before I left and offered to take me into Gore Bay with them, where they took me out for breakfast. We walked around Gore Bay and went to the grocery store. I didn't buy any groceries, knowing I would be heading through customs in a couple days. Earl and Karen live in Florida for most of the year, so hopefully, when I head through their hometown in Florida, I will see them again.<br />
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Meanwhile, here are some pictures. It is 10 a.m., and we are all waiting for the fog to lift. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meg and Jim, leaving Mackinac Island on Sanctuary, their last day of the Great Loop.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Across the street from my boat are the horse drawn carriages waiting for passengers, with the fort in the background.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading up the hill to the Grand Hotel</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The chandelier in the Cupula, the bar at the top of the Grand Hotel.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading towards Mackinac Island... this is what I saw when the fog finally cleared.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So close to Mackinac Island... almost there!</td></tr>
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Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-11533217649450844362014-07-26T17:52:00.000-07:002014-07-27T14:10:01.762-07:00Heading into the North ChannelIt was a very busy week, and I felt like I was going day after day. One new place, then another. Today, I am taking a break from travel as the rain pours down. The lightening and thunder have just started.<br />
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Earlier today, before the rain, I was able to head "up the hill" to the outside of town, to a cafe for lunch with a couple new friends, Steve and Lili, who are docked beside me. We are in a little town, Kagawong, on the northern shore of Manitoulin Island, in the North Channel. The town dock is small, reflective of how small the town is. I don't think they have a gas station, but there is gas available for boaters at the docks. They have one church (maybe two), and the 86 year old town mayor runs a small convenience store across the street and lives above his store. This little store carries approximately one of a variety of things: ketchup, mustard, milk or butter... just one each... but no half and half. I had to go up the hill to the other convenience store for half and half. They do have an abundance of ice cream! Fortunately, when I came in, the dockmaster drove me up the hill, so I only had to come down the hill, a scenic walk by their famous "Bridal Veil Falls", where half the children in this town were swimming. The other half were at the docks, swimming. Today, there was another group of kids playing chess. They have a couple mazes, one from pines and the other made with rocks. It is a great little town!<br />
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I had a "this is a small world" moment after docking my boat. I pulled in beside this large cruising boat, "Good Karma", with a gold looper burgee. (Gold burgees are flags for people who have completed the Great Loop. I have a white burgee, meaning I am in the midst of doing the Loop.) In April, 2013, as "Good Karma" was heading through Southport, and stopped at Bald Head Island, I had been contacting Katherine about working online, while doing the Loop. As they came through, I was able to take the ferry to Bald Head Island and have dinner with Katherine and Kermit along with two other couples doing the Loop. It was definitely a good surprise to see them again. They have just bought a new boat, and had barely put the name on the boat the day before. They are taking it back to their home port in Ohio. It is a crazy small world! It was great to catch up with them.<br />
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Over the last week, I have been trying to stop at all the places I have been told are great places. I have been successful at some stops, unsuccessful at others. After Parry Sound, I headed up to Pointe a Baril, which is a small town up an inlet in the Northern part of the Georgian Bay. It was somewhat disappointing, with just a small store for provisions. However, there was an anchorage nearby, which was very peaceful.<br />
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After anchoring, I headed towards Britt, a town in Byng Inlet. The best part about this town was all the other loopers, who also stopped there for the night. I met 3 couples on a catamaran, "Joint Adventure". Tom and Tim from "If" showed up, as well as Diane and Henry from "DeDe". I had not seen Diane and Henry since Norfolk and had not seen Tom and Tim since Waterford. We were able to talk about our plans for the next few days, and we ended up meeting a couple more times during the week.<br />
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From Byng Inlet, a couple of us headed to the Bustard Islands to anchor for the night (DeDe). Another looper boat joined us there, "Tata", who I had met in Parry Sound. From the Bustard Islands, we all headed off to Killarney. In Killarney, we were again joined by If, and a couple other Looper boats including Halcyon. While sitting on Halcyon with Diane and Richard, I saw Tom from No Compromises (from Southport) head by! I gave Tom a call, and met him and his friend, Vera, a little later for a drink at the marina.<br />
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The following day, the plan was to head to Baie Finn, where there is a beautiful anchorage. It is very well known. However, I also knew that there was going to be bad weather today, and wanted to be at a marina for any storms. My thought was to head to the next stop, Little Current. Little Current is the town one has to go through to get from the Georgian Bay into the Northern Channel. There was a line of boats entering Little Current.<br />
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Early in the day, I tried calling to make a reservation at the Little Current City docks. I couldn't get through to anyone. So, I figured I would just get there and find a spot. This proved to be the first time on this loop that I was turned away! As I came in, I was told there were no transient slips available. I then asked if I could tie up just for lunch, and I was told there wasn't any space for tying up for lunch either! Fortunately, Jim and Tricia, from Joint Adventure invited me to raft up to their boat, which was at the end of a T-dock, so I could at least enjoy lunch. I had lunch with Tom and Vera. I went back to my boat, visited with Jim and Tricia for a while, then headed here to Kagawong. Little Current is quite the busy place, especially this weekend. They had a cruise ship come in, a rendezvous and a regatta. However, I feel I still got to enjoy best of Little Current, the fish tacos at Anchor Inn!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not sure which lighthouse, but all the lighthouses have the same distinctive red roofs and white walls.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pointe A Baril Lighthouse</td></tr>
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There are so many houses on islands, and the further west, the more distant the houses are. Here are three interesting homes which I felt were "picture-worthy".<br />
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I have to include some of the other pretty pictures I have taken... just because it is so beautiful up here.<br />
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I should be heading back into the United States this coming week. I will make a couple more stops before checking in with customs. I look forward to being able to talk on my cellphone without worrying about running out of minutes. I also look forward to having internet more regularly.<br />
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Meanwhile, for a few more days, I will enjoy the North Channel.<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-89822173303058772142014-07-21T04:47:00.002-07:002014-11-20T11:01:17.066-08:00Into Georgian Bay It is hard to believe that only a week has gone by and I have done so much. One of the highlights of entering the Georgian Bay is going through the Big Chute, Lock 44, railway lock. I arrived at Big Chute and docked at the free docks. It was in the afternoon, so I walked over and watched how the locking was done. As it approached 5:00, I talked to the lift operators, and they encouraged me to go ahead and do the Big Chute then, as it was quiet and they could put me "front and center" with the best views. I headed to my boat, and went over to the loading area. Another boat was already there, but they were asked to let me go in front. The lift operators put boats where they want them. It was amazing to ride the lift, on the front of my boat. We head out of the water, over a road (and the railroad signs come down), then down the other slope and into the water. It was so impressive, that I decided the following day to buy a day pass for $40 to do it all over again. The second day, I was able to take a video. It was pouring rain the second day. During the night, I stayed at the bottom of the original railway lift.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Big Chute Railway Lock: They can hold many boats. The building is about three stories tall.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading west, over the hill.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the summit, approaching the lock building.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading over to the other side. There are huge granite rocks down the middle.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">About to be put back in the water.<br />
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The original railroad lock and car.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My view up the original railway lift from my boat.</td></tr>
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I don't know if I mentioned it, but at every lock, there is a power station. Each lock is like a mini Hoover Dam (near Las Vegas). Power is generated from the flow of the water. The flow downstream is regulated by the dams and how much water is allowed to flow through. There are times, like after a rain, when the water levels upstream are high, so they let more water flow downstream. These adjustments affect the turbulence around the locks. The turbulence can be difficult to maneuver in, especially when being asked to go "Dead Slow". Some of us have talked about having to power through the turbulence, then we find ourselves heading into the lock faster than we like, so then we slow it down very, very quickly... to "dead slow". Interestingly, Canadians call power or electricity, "hydro".<br />
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At the very last lock of the Trent Severn waterway, I was met by my friend Jim, from Bluenoser. He met me in Port Severn for lunch, then boarded Annabelle with me and we officially headed into the waters of the Georgian Bay. We went to his hometown, Penetanguishine, where he and his wife live. I spent a few days in Penetanguishine with Jim and Wendy. I spent way more time on my boat, doing repairs, than I planned. I think Jim would have enjoyed showing me around more. Jim finished the Great Loop early in June. I think he is still getting adjusted to home life.<br />
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While in Penetanguishine, I decided it was time to change my oil, having been just over 250 hours, since my last change. I also had to tighten my alternator belt. Jim helped me with both, and it is probably better to do these things with good company. While I was cleaning up the mess, the service manager walked by and asked if there was anything I needed. I asked about where to dispose of the oil, and he took it for me. Then, I mentioned that I thought my auto pilot pump was not working. He offered to have someone look at it the following day. I had been fortunate earlier that day, the marina had a spare alternator belt for my boat, since I had been using the spare I brought. The following day, his mechanic came and looked at the boat, and said the auto pilot pump had seized. He banged it with a crescent wrench, and it started working. However, there was no way to tell how long it would last. They actually were able to find the exact same pump at a sister marina. They brought it over and put it on my boat the following morning. With all this good fortune, I decided to mention the stern thruster not working as well, which is a pain to get to. Again, they said they could fix it, and they did... on the same day. Although these repairs cut into my touring time, they were appreciated!<br />
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All things considered, I enjoyed the days I spent in Penetanguishine and appreciate Jim and Wendy for their wonderful hospitality. Jim picked a great marina for me to be in, walking distance from his home, and with great staff. Jim helped me plan my trip for the rest of the Georgian Bay and through the North Channel, which I am already enjoying immensely.<br />
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The first stop after leaving Penetanguishine is Henry's, a place known for its fish and chips. When I arrived at Henry's, the owner welcomed me with a big hug, telling me he had been expecting me. Of course, I didn't know who this man was that was giving me this big bear hug, so I had to ask him who he was! Steve, from Atla, had told him ahead of time that I would be showing up later that day. The docks were busy, and there are times, there is a line of boats just to get to the docks. There are seaplanes that dock there also, taking passengers to Henry's for lunch or dinner. Their signature dish is pickerel, a locally caught fish. I enjoyed my lunch and headed to Echo Bay, where I anchored for the night, next to Atla and about a dozen other boats for a peaceful evening. Sans Souci Island where Echo Bay is located, is a state or provincial park. It doesn't fall into the federal Canadian Park system and they charge for going to the shore. Many boats were tied to the shore, and had to pay $10 for the privelege. Another boater had his dinghy at the dinghy dock, and he was also charged. I watched as the state troopers went around collecting for the evening, long after 5 p.m, just as it was starting to get dark.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Henry's</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Henry's as I was headed off towards Echo Bay</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seaplane one finger pier over from Annabelle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paul, the owner of Henry's. Some people call him Henry.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even late, on a Saturday night, these guys are working and making sure all the park fees are collected.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anchored in Echo Bay. The white boat has tied to the shore, so has to pay. Neither Steve (Atla) or I had to pay.</td></tr>
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From Echo Bay, I left early in the morning, headed to Parry Sound. It was foggy, but I wanted to get to Parry Sound early, to schedule a seaplane flight. Paul (owner of Henry's) had introduced me to the owner of Georgian Bay Airways, and I wanted to make sure to get onto the schedule. They scheduled me in the afternoon, with another couple, on the "Blue Line" tour, which covers a couple days in my travels. It was a great perspective from high above the water, showing the outlines of the different rocks below, which can't be seen at the waterline. Here are some pictures:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Headed to Parry Sound in the fog. Many islands have their names painted on them.</td></tr>
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Today, I am heading to Point a Baril, once the fog lifts. The list for this week also includes the Bustard Islands, Killarney, Baie Finn and Little Current. It is hard to say when I will get to any of these places. We are supposed to have rain on Wednesday. Fog and wind will also play a role as to where I end up on any given day.<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-90351125577223151672014-07-13T18:21:00.001-07:002014-07-13T18:21:27.878-07:00Counting down to the Georgian BayI have finished 41 of the 45 locks on the Trent Severn Waterway. Two of the locks were lift locks. As usual, there are always new challenges on this trip. I left Campbellford and headed to the Petersborough Lift lock, and was the first on the lock for the 110th anniversary. I thought it was way, way cool... but the Canadians are laid back about everything, and I was more excited than anyone about it. At the bottom of the lock, my stern thruster worked fine, then at the top, it quit working. I have been handling the locking and docking without the use of my stern thruster and working on my boat handling skills. The cables between the locks are closer together now, so I am tying up the stern of the boat on the port side, then heading to the bow of the boat to hold onto the second line. The most intimidating lock so far on the Trent Severn has been the Kirkfield Lift lock. This lock drops 49 feet, and you are suspended in the air in a large container of water. I was the first into the lock, so headed to the front of the lock, followed by Francesca, another Looper boat. We also had a canoe and one other boat with us.<br />
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Going down the locks can be intimidating. As you can see from the picture, instead of heading towards a wall, I am headed to the edge of what feels like a cliff. You can see how close I am to the edge, as I was sitting on the front of my boat, floating in a pool of water!<br />
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The waters are beautiful up here. There are small islands, lakes, and some very narrow channels. I have not had auto pilot for a few weeks now, so taking pictures is more difficult. Surprisingly to me, there are more small, single engine seaplanes.<br />
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Yesterday, I arrived in Orillia, Ontario. Chuck and Margaret, on Francesca, let me know they were planning to cross Lake Simcoe, so I decided to cross as well. The lake was very peaceful. The traffic heading into Lake Couchiching was terrible though. There is a railway bridge, which is barely wide enough for two boats to pass through, and there was a line going each direction. Today, was rainy and windy, so I stayed here in Orillia.<br />
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I am tempted to leave tomorrow and get one day closer to Georgian Bay. My friends, Jim and Wendy from Bluenoser, live in Penetanguishene. They left Southport Marina with me the day I started the Loop. I am looking forward to visiting them. From here, it is a two day boat trip. Jim will get on my boat at the Big Chute Railway lock, so he can be onboard with me when I head into his home town. Georgian Bay has the reputation of being the most beautiful place on the Great Loop.<br />
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Here are a few random pictures. It is beautiful and fairly cool up here. The temperatures have been in the 70's.<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-12568513179277927262014-07-06T14:14:00.004-07:002014-07-07T17:20:53.821-07:00Starting the Trent Severn WaterwayI am currently in Peterborough, Ontario, Canada. I have gone through the first 19 locks on the Trent-Severn Canal. I think these locks were built for my boat! The cables, which run down the lock walls, are attached at the top and bottom. They are spaced approximately 14 feet apart, which is approximately the distance between my midship cleat (outside my helm window) and my stern cleat. They do not want the engines running in the locks, as the locks are smaller than along the Erie and Oswego canals. I have been tying off outside my window at the helm, then going to the back of my boat to tie off the second line. It has been so easy!<br />
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My bruises have not gone away completely from the Erie Canal,and are mostly healed. I bought some pipe insulation tubing and cut it to fit my front windows, for tying up, to reduce any chance of getting more bruises. This has been very helpful!<br />
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I had to tie up to the port side in a couple locks, but it has not been problematic because of how the locks are set up.<br />
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I have gone through two sets of "flight locks", which are two combined locks. Once the first lock is finished, you move your boat forward into the second lock. They are impressive! Locks 11 and 12 have a lift of 48 feet combined. Locks 16 and 17 go up 54 feet. The lock masters are responsible for more than just one lock here. For instance the lock master for Lock 15 got the lock raised, told me to head to 16 and 17, and once he was done letting someone else go down the lock, he would head upstream to raise me for the "flight lock" of 16 and 17.<br />
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For most of the locks I have been the only boater to lock through. The lock masters generally call ahead to give subsequent lock masters a heads up on who is on the way. When the locks are far apart, I will call the lockmaster on my cellphone to let him know I am headed his way. I have only had to wait a few minutes for a couple locks, due to other people coming downstream. In general, the locks are ready when I get there.<br />
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At each of the locks are walls for waiting to go in, with a blue stripe (I haven't tied off to any yet.) There are also areas on the walls to tie up your boat for the night. There is a seasonal pass to cover the cost of "mooring" on the walls, which is on a first come first serve basis. The walls do not include electric. There are restrooms, but no showers. There is no internet service available. So, for the showers and the internet, I have spent a couple nights at municipal marinas. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading up flight locks 11/12</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Top of flight locks 16/17 </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready to exit flight locks 16/17. The lock master allowed me to get off the boat to take some pictures, while I was still tied to the lock wall.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lock master's office and public restrooms at Locks 16/17. He had a beautiful garden.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lock 20, at Peterborough. My next lock.</td></tr>
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Part of staying in Peterborough is because of weather. It has been getting very windy and the weather reporters are predicting rain and thunderstorms. This morning I left the Hastings lock wall (lock 18) at 5:15 a.m, so I could cross Rice Lake before the winds kicked in. I knew I wanted to be in a marina for any storms. First thing this morning, I made reservations at the Peterborough municipal marina. When I arrived at lock 19, I found out the next lock was having problems and was closed. I arrived here around noon and the lock walls were full. There was potential for boats to get stuck in Peterborough without a place to tie up. I think the lock ended up opening this afternoon, but meanwhile, I am glad I am here, because the winds did pick up substantially this afternoon and clouds are rolling in.<br />
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Canadians know how to have fun! I took these pictures along the way.<br />
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Here in Peterborough, there must be a dozen "looper boats". I also have crossed paths a couple times with other boaters. In Oswego, I met "gold loopers", Pat and Dick on Knight Life, who did the loop a few years ago. They were heading one direction, and I was headed another. In Campbellford, we crossed paths again, as they headed south, while I was heading north. They gave me great advice about places to go in Campbellford, including the "Butter Tart factory". The pecan tarts are better than any pecan pie I have ever had in my life!<br />
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Rick and Anne on Assisted Living were in front of me for the first 6 locks. They were celebrating the 4th of July, with their boat decorated and handing U.S. flags to all the Canadian lock masters. They should get an award for patriotism!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy 4th of July! Assisted Living</td></tr>
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Other interesting things...<br />
I mentioned before how easy it was to get through Canadian Customs... a simple phonecall, and they didn't even ask for my passport number! OK... that was my experience, and the experience of many other people here on the waters. However, one of the loopers decided to declare a shotgun. The Canadian customs asked him about alcohol, and he explained he had a liter of alcohol, or something like that. They boarded his boat to find a few gallons of alcohol. They took his shotgun away, then decided to board another Looper boat, who was traveling with him and went through their boat too. I saw him earlier today, and he said he was probably lucky they didn't throw him in jail. I think he was given an ultimatum of losing the shotgun or leaving the country. I am looking forward to talking to his wife, to get her version of the story!<br />
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Some random pictures:<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-89827556162192724702014-07-01T16:13:00.000-07:002014-07-01T16:13:35.807-07:00From Oswego,NY and into Canada.First, an update! In my last post, I mentioned how I saw Sylvi and Michael with their sailboat on the side of the canal waiting on a tow. They were towed and the problem was a blocked water intake for their motor, which was easily resolved. They made it to Oswego and were once again boat neighbors with me.<br />
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From Oswego, we headed to Sackett's Harbor, where Sylvi and Michael keep their sailboat. It was a run across the lake, with calm waters, but a lot of fog. For most of the time, I couldn't see anything different from any direction... it all looked like this:<br />
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After a couple hours, the fog cleared, and I left Lake Ontario for the small town of Sackett's Harbor, where I met up with a few other boater friends. Barb and Ross, from Attitude Changer pulled in shortly after I did. It was a social evening. The only concern I had to deal with was my shower sump pump, which had a bad float switch. One of my new boat neighbors, Tom, offered to take me to West Marine in the morning, where I was able to pick up a spare bilge pump and float switch.<br />
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After a quick trip to West Marine, we left Sackett's Harbor and headed up the St. Lawrence River to Clayton. In Clayton, Midas Touch caught up with us, so we now have three boats in our little convoy. Clayton is one of the towns along the Thousand Islands. We were told of three things that one must do in the Thousand Islands: The Antique Boat Museum, River Rat Cheese, and the Boldt Castle. We managed to do all three. The museum and cheese store are both in Clayton. We spent two nights there, then headed north to Boldt Castle, which was our turning point to head back towards Lake Ontario and into Canada.<br />
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After a few hours touring Boldt Castle, we headed towards Gananoque, Ontario, Canada. After arrival, we checked in with Canadian Customs through a payphone. It is quite the contrast to what I have been accustomed to in Arizona. Even at Boldt Castle, there was a U.S. Immigration office, which looked like the easiest job for a border patrol agent I have ever seen. There were no lines, just a sign saying that if this was your first stop in the United States, check in.<br />
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This morning, we left Gananoque and headed west. We are staying just west of Kingston, Ontario at Collins Bay Marina. It has been very windy, which is hampering our progress into Canada. The weather forecasts have not been accurate, when we can get them. We are adjusting our plans accordingly.<br />
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It may be a while before I post another blog... internet is difficult to find, and the upload speeds are slower than slow. It took hours to upload the five pictures on this post. I had a lot more I wanted to share. I have limited minutes on my phone. Communication is proving to be difficult in Canada.<br />
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Happy Canada Day!<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-11379144642000634392014-06-22T16:54:00.000-07:002014-06-22T16:54:44.780-07:00Finishing up the Erie CanalIt has been a rough, rough week. After getting thrown around by the turbulence in Lock 9, I managed Lock 10 well, then was thrown around again the next morning in Lock 11. Four of us went through Lock 11 together, and I could not control my boat to keep it against the wall with the rope, which hangs vertically, and doesn't give any horizontal leverage. I decided to "take a moment" and anchor between a couple small islands before heading to Lock 12. I felt helpless and defeated by the locks. The only saving grace was that the next couple locks would have poles, which I could do. I also knew I had to come up with another strategy to get through the rope locks, two close calls were more than enough. As I pulled up my anchor and started heading toward Lock 12, I got a radio call from the lock master at Lock 12. This is how that conversation went. "Annabelle, Annabelle, this is Lock 12". "Annabelle, we have poles in Lock 12, and you will get through safely." I think he meant to say "Sweetheart, it will all be okay." <br />
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I emailed and texted my friends who had gone through the locks. I also spoke with the lockmasters, who were truly wonderful for the remainder of my locks on the Erie Canal.<br />
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After Lock 13, a few of us stayed in Canajoharie including Summerland, Attitude Changer, and Shiver Me Timbers. We had a pot luck dinner, and discussed our plans. In the morning, after Attitude Changer left, I walked over to Lock 14. I was given helpful information about how the locks fill, and also told I could request an "Easy Lift", which is where the lock master fills the lock at a third of the normal rate, which reduces the turbulence. There are no guarantees, and it is up to the discretion of the lock master and depended on the lock traffic. In addition, he radioed ahead to the upcoming locks and gave them a heads up about my little boat.<br />
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As I was walking back to my boat, I ran into a gentleman working on his beautiful stone house. We talked for a few minutes and I went back to my boat. A couple hours later, he showed up with a friend of his, Michael, who had been in the Coast Guard, but had never been up the Mohawk River and done locks. I agreed to take Michael with me for the next couple locks and drop him off at St. Johnsville with his friend. Meanwhile, Mike, from Shiver Me Timbers offered to come aboard for the rest of the locks in the Erie.<br />
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The remainder of the Erie Canal locks went smoothly... very, very smoothly. The combination of picking up Mike and Michael, the lockmasters, and the easy lifts made it all work out!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Approaching Lock 17, known as the "Guillotine Lock", because the gate comes down to close the lock. It is a 40 foot lift with just ropes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the wall after Lock 18, to spend the night. I took this from Shiver Me Timbers.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset at Lock 18. A peaceful evening, after a good day of locking.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shiver Me Timbers - the sailboats can't keep their masts up through the canals. Some sailboats carry the mast with them, others ship the mast. Andy is having his mast stored.</td></tr>
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As much as I had a difficult, challenging week. It was difficult for a couple other boats as well. Freedom, the 53 foot boat, which was behind me at Waterford and then again at Riverlink Park, had problems with their throttle. The electronic throttle control failed Martha and Cary in Lock 16, and they headed straight into the Lock, and then hard into the far gate. It was hard to see them on the wall at Lock 16, waiting to figure out how they would repair their boat.<br />
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Other friends, Sylvie and Michael, had engine problems with their sailboat, so were towed to Brewerton for repairs. Their sailboat was in front of mine in Waterford and they were also at Riverlink Park. With any luck, they will be back on the water soon.<br />
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Last night, I docked at Mariner's Landing in Sylvan Beach, NY, at the eastern side of Lake Oneida. I needed fuel and needed to do laundry. When I arrived, I was told there wasn't any available space. However, other boaters, from the marina, pointed out that a friend of theirs was anchoring out for the night, so I could have his slip. I dropped Mike off at Shiver Me Timbers, on the free dock, and headed back to enjoy the evening at Mariner's Landing.<br />
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This morning, I headed out for the last stretch of the Erie Canal to take me to the Oswego River. I crossed over Lake Oneida. In Brewerton, on the other side, I briefly met up with other Looper boats, as we went through Lock 23 together (7 boats locked through, 5 of us were loopers). The other loopers were headed to Oswego, but my destination was Phoenix, a little town known for their hospitality to boaters. Phoenix is the home of the Bridge House Brats, who will help with docking as well as take orders for breakfast, which they pick up from local restaurants and deliver to your boat. It is not the Phoenix that I have known for so many years!<br />
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Tomorrow, I will head to Oswego, and meet up with Barb and Ross, from Attitude Changer, and we will move forward from there, and hopefully end up in Canada within the next few days.<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-92134993523389702722014-06-18T12:21:00.000-07:002014-06-18T12:21:12.297-07:00Locking Through and New ChallengesEvery day seems to bring a new challenge on this Loop Adventure. Yesterday, the locks opened. The Waterford Visitor Center dock was overflowing with boats. Three "looper" boats were rafted onto other boats. We celebrated and said our goodbyes, as half the boats headed north towards Lake Champlain, and the rest of us headed west, through the Erie. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready for a new day. Attitude Changer, Limelight, and Panacea are rafted to Navigator, Summerland and Above Average Looper. My little Annabelle is in front of Freedom.</td></tr>
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We were all very excited about Tuesday, as it represents a point in the Loop, where one decides which direction to go. It was hard for me to watch many of my friends head north, while I headed west. I even called the Canada Canal System, verifying I needed two people aboard throughout the province of Quebec. I just couldn't take the chance, and once again chose the safe plan.<br />
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First thing yesterday morning, I decided to watch as other people went through the first "locking" in Waterford (Lock 2). Amongst the seven boats in the lock, was "If", with Tom and his grandson Tim. Tom is one of the oldest "loopers" and will be 80 in November. They were the last of the boats heading into the lock. Tim was at the helm and Tom was reaching out with his boat hook to grab the cable, when Tom fell into the water in the lock. I think all our hearts stopped for a moment.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"If" has entered the lock and Tom has just fallen in, "Man Overboard!" Nothing we can do but hope for the best, and start breathing again.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tom swam to the swim platform and Tim is helping him. Meanwhile the sailboat crew is yelling at Tim as his boat moves forward and is about to hit the sailboat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With Tom safe on the swim platform, Tim has gone back to the helm to move the boat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The lock doors are closing, and soon the chamber will be filling with water, raising the boats to the upper level.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Watching the lock fill with water. In a few minutes it will be full. The volume of water put into the lock can be over 1200 cubic feet per second.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Almost there... still filling. The dimensions of the lock are 328 ft long by 45 feet wide.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tom, still smiling, and considering the benefits of life jackets. We were all smiling to see him safe aboard his vessel.</td></tr>
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My friend, Jim, from Waterford offered to go up the first "flight" of locks with me. I explained he could come with me, but I had to do everything myself. He agreed, and we shared ideas about how to lock through, comparing our different boats and the different tools we each had to work with. He has a twin engine or "double screw", while I have a single engine. I have both bow and stern thrusters, and he has a bow thruster. His boat is longer than mine, but his engines not as powerful. Other considerations include being alone on the boat, versus having crew.<br />
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My plan for my boat, being singlehanded, was to reach out my window next to my helm, so I could still control my boat. Then, put a loop around the cable, then hold myself against the wall by using my bow and stern thrusters as needed. This is the plan that worked. My secondary plan, which was my initial plan when I left Southport, was to grab the cable from the back of my boat, and use my bow and stern thrusters to keep me next to the wall. The secondary plan did not work as well, since I lose forward and reverse control of my boat by not being at my helm. With my helm station being on the starboard or right side of the boat, this limits me to tying up to the starboard wall of the lock, to have control of my boat.<br />
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After lock 6, I dropped off Jim and was back on my own again. I had successfully managed the 5 locks, constituting the "flight". I had one more lock to go before stopping for the night at Schenectady Yacht Club. Row and Gus from Summerland made a great spaghetti dinner, and we checked weather and planned for today's journey.<br />
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Today, brought on new challenges. Instead of cables, we only had ropes to hold onto. The ropes are not attached at the bottom, like the cables, so they are not as effective at holding the boat near the wall. It was windy and there was a strong current at the locks. Lock 8 went well. I tied to the starboard wall, fought off some wind, but managed to do okay. For Lock 9, it didn't go as well. Summerland and a sailboat were on the portside wall, with the wind holding them against it. I was on the starboard side wall with the wind pushing me away. I was doing well with my thrusters until the lock started filling with water. The stern of my boat was over a filling pipe, which pushed my stern out to the middle of the lock. Imagine ten times the power of a firehose, and you can imagine the force of the water. I let go of the rope and re-positioned myself. It all happened so fast. One second I was next to the wall, the next second my whole boat had flipped around and I was perpendicular to the walls. Fortunately, I have a small boat, so I didn't hit either of the other boats. It was a close call. I recovered and moved up a little on the wall, as the lock continued to fill with water. We had one last lock, which was much better.<br />
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By 1:00, we docked at Riverpark, next to a good restaurant. Other loopers shared their locking problems in the same lock. One looper was grateful they were the only ones in lock 9, when they lost their lines, sure they could have hit someone. We are all safe and sound once more. Annabelle is docked in front of Freedom, the big green yacht, like we were at Waterford. <br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-90301480686821147812014-06-15T14:51:00.000-07:002014-06-15T14:51:12.565-07:00At Waterford, after a long week.I wish I had more pictures, but it hasn't been the best of weeks and I forgot to put the memory card back in the camera! The pictures I thought I had, were just thoughts of pictures! What can I say? Not every week is a "good" one.<br />
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Here is the one picture Jan and Tom, from Navigator, took of Annabelle, with all her gear, ready for the locks! She has five fenders on each side.<br />
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So, for a run down on the week - I stayed at Shady Harbor Marina in New Baltimore, NY for almost a week. While I was there, I decided to order some things for the boat, and take care of anything which needed taking care of before the locks, and before Canada. My toilet hinges had broken, and although my temporary solution of using super glue is working now, I decided to order new ones. I was two fender lines short, for my ten fenders for the locks. A bigger deal was cavitation, which was irritating me, from when I changed the pitch on my propellers. Cavitation is when the propellers are causing and moving air bubbles instead of just water. Based on how my hull is shaped, my ideal prop is 17 inches with a 17 degree pitch. So, I arranged to have my spare prop pitched back from 19 degrees to 17 degrees.<br />
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Simple, right? Well, some days, nothing is really simple. Wednesday, I sent my prop out to be re-pitched and Thursday went to pick up the prop an hour and a half south of the marina. About a half mile from the prop shop, I got into an accident, in the "loaner car" for the marina. Fortunately, nobody was hurt. Nobody was cited or ticketed either... and it is unclear whose "fault" it was. Maybe it was mine, maybe it was his, but either way, I think we both did our best to avoid what could have been a serious accident. While waiting for the police to arrive, I had the flashers on and the lights were on, because of rain. The battery died in the car. So, once all was said and done, and I was going to drive the car back to the marina, I couldn't start it. So, the police officer called a tow truck, and the tow truck driver said he couldn't jump start it, and began hooking up the car, before I even had time to catch my breath. The prop guy was going to deliver the prop to the corner, I was trying to contact insurance, and working with the marina... and meanwhile the guy was wanting to take the car. I was still shaky from the accident. So, the tow truck driver took the car and me to their shop. Meanwhile, the marina wanted me to have the car towed north and west of the marina another 45 minutes. They actually texted me this: "Tanya, the company that will give you the best rate to tow to Frank's body shop in Scotia is Interstate Towing... We can pick you up at Selkirk exit." They wanted to pick me up at the side of the NY thruway! Also, I was told that it couldn't be fixed in the town I was in, because I would be responsible for getting the car to and from the marina. Meanwhile, I still don't know if my insurance will cover this, and I was charged for the towing, when all I needed was a jumpstart. So, I had the towing company, repair shop, jumpstart the car, and I drove back to the marina. I didn't pay the $650 for the long distance towing and did not get dropped at the side of the highway like I was asked to do from the marina. UGH!!!!<br />
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The following day, Friday, I went with the marina manager, to Franks Body Shop for an estimate. The car was not only drivable, but was used by other people from the moment I arrived back at the marina. The damage estimate was $2300, with damage to the headlight and front fender. Tomorrow, I can call my insurance carrier and see if they have any new information, and whether it is covered or not.<br />
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The good news was that the propeller guy had my prop delivered to the first car repair shop, so I was able to bring it back to the marina with me. It was a simple switch from one propeller to the other.<br />
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Friday night, after a long, exhausting day, I went in to take a shower, and SPLAT! Dog shit! Seriously?!? Apparently, someone had brought their dog into the shower, the dog pooped in the shower stall, and it was not noticed, until I stepped into it. Fortunately, I was wearing my flip-flops. I am sure, the owner of the dog had no idea about what their dog had done, or they would have cleaned up the mess. I tried, but kept gagging. I told the marina manager, and he had someone clean up the mess.<br />
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So, this bring me up to yesterday, Saturday. Although the winds,tides and currents were against me, I left Shady Harbor and headed north! At times, I was just going over 3 knots. It was a slow, slow day. I only had twenty miles to go. When I got to Albany, Larry and Jan from Panacea hailed me. They were with Barb and Ross from Attitude Changer. I stopped and tied onto Panacea, and stayed for a cup of coffee. I felt good to be on my way, up the water from Shady Harbor, and with friends. I wasn't exactly getting anywhere very fast.<br />
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From Albany, I went the next ten miles up to the Federal Lock in Troy. I was avoiding floating trees and debris the whole way. At the Federal Lock, "Lock 1", there was three feet deep of wood and debris for me to plow through, the winds were gusting and the current was strong. (Other boats had decided to wait at the Troy City dock until today, when the weather was calmer.) I was asked to wait ten minutes for the lockmaster to prepare the lock. I waited, with choppy waves and water pushing my boat every which way. I made it into the lock and was there by myself, no other boats. Having been told the middle is the best place, I headed to the pole marked with a 3 (of 5). It was difficult, and after trying and trying to put my rope around the pole, I headed onto number 4. I finally managed to grab the cable with my boat hook, out my window, and then get my line around the pole. The lock master filled the lock, raised me the 15 feet, and I was on my way to Waterford.<br />
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Larry and Jan had called my friends in Waterford to let them know I was on my way. Mark and Jane, from Average Looper, scoped out a place on the floating dock for me, with power. As I headed into Waterford, I made my way up to the front of the visitor's center, docked my boat, and breathed a sigh of relief. I am in a great place, with great friends, and Shady Harbor is behind me.<br />
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Today, we are all here, waiting for the Erie Canal locks to open. Locks 7 to 22 have been closed due to high water. Between locks 6 and 7, the wall for tying up our boats is full of other boaters, so there is no room and no reason to let all the boats here in Waterford lock through. Locks 2 through 6 are considered a "flight", meaning you get them all done and the next place to stop is before lock 7. The floating dock and wall are full here. Tomorrow, there are three more "looper" boats expected to come up here: Panacea, Attitude Changer, and Limelight.<br />
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Tonight, we will be having "docktails"... another way to celebrate and enjoy the many people we meet along the way. We had a farmer's market here this morning. I picked up a "Berry, Berry Pie", which I will bring to "docktails".<br />
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Tomorrow is another day...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1828 Kosciusko's Monument at West Point - He assisted the Continental Army during the American Revolution. This memorial is perched on a hillside, overlooking the Hudson, on the northern part of West Point.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I didn't realize the Army's rival was the Air Force.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Castle Ruins</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Castle Ruins</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clearwater, an educational sloop and symbol of environmental awareness. She is a 106 ft replica of a tall ship.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This little tug is smaller than mine!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It is unusual to see a megayacht pulling a dinghy behind it, like this yacht was doing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John, on Endeavor. Another looper.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At Norrie State Park, where they have a marina. Looking out from my slip.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Average Looper and Dream Chaser, two other Looper boats, with me at Norrie State Park </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bruderhof - The Mount Community</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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This castle-like structure across the water from Norrie State Park was originally built by Robert Livingston Pell, who raised apples and grapes. he was known for developing the Newton Pippin apple. Then, the property became a Redemptorist Retreat, which was open to all faiths and was called Mount St. Adolphus. About three years ago, the Bruderhof bought the property and turned it into their highschool. The Bruderhof are a communal religious group, who have Anabaptist origins.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Esopus Meadows Lighthouse</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Quiltwork Barns?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This heron was marking a floating log for me. Or maybe he was just enjoying his little island.</td></tr>
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I am south of Albany. I have bought my season pass to the NY Canals. I will be staying put for a week, while waiting on some packages in the mail. This is the last stop before heading through the locks. Once I am into the locks, I will be staying at town walls, doing some sightseeing, but moving almost daily and into Canada. This is a major deciding point for most Loopers. We can go north through Lake Champlain or west through the Erie Canal. For most Loopers, the deciding factor is if their boat can make it under the bridges. For those of us, who are singlehanding, there are restrictions in the St. Lawrence Seaway and Chamblis lock, which require more than one person aboard. Although I have had offers of people coming north with me, my boat is small and not conducive to having another person aboard. So, the decision is made! I will head west!<br />
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<br />Tanya Binfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08303390751325622031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7679026766383247851.post-3083765731701124812014-06-04T19:11:00.001-07:002014-11-20T10:52:11.214-08:00New York, New York... and more of New Jersey.The last 3 days were spent heading towards NYC. My Mom and I left Cape May, and headed to an anchorage in this large bay, north of Atlantic City. From our anchorage, we had the best view of Atlantic City at night. I wish my camera could have taken those night time pictures. Despite the anchorage being exposed in a large open body of water, we had a very peaceful, quiet night, and it turned out to be a great spot.<br />
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Heading up the New Jersey intracoastal waterway (NJ ICW), was described by Mark, from Average Looper, as "tedious". People who live along the NJ ICW suggest avoiding weekends, when everyone who has a boat, is out fishing. In working with the weather, I left on a Sunday. It was a beautiful day. The NJ ICW is narrow, shallow, and winding. I think if I had a bigger, stouter boat, I would have preferred going outside of NJ and up the Atlantic the whole way. There were "no-wake" zones throughout, and once past the "no-wake" zones, there were fisherman in the channels in small boats, enjoying the day. On Monday, it was much better, and we headed to Manasquan, where the NJ ICW ends... or starts, depending on the perspective.<br />
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Towards the end of the run to Manasquan, a delivery captain in a sports-fisher radioed back to me, asking where I was heading. He explained the upcoming waters were tricky, very shallow, and difficult to navigate. I followed along behind him, and was impressed at his kindness and consideration. We both made it through the tricky waters, with our depth finders showing 3.7 feet, neither of us hitting the bottom. I am sure he was much closer than I was. As I stopped in Manasquan, he went on to Sandy Hook.<br />
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In Manasquan, I stayed at Hoffman's marina. The best part about Hoffman's was the other loopers I met there, Richard and Diane on Halcyon. The marina had a strong current, and the fixed docks were tricky to get into and tied up in. They have a 5 foot change in tide, so the lines have to be fairly loose. I couldn't wait to leave this marina. I had to get up through the night to check the lines. When the lines were slack and the tide was high, I was hitting the finger pier. However, they needed to be slack for the falling tide. I was up at 4:45 and out of the slip by 5:30 am, just as the sun was coming up.<br />
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Here are a couple pictures from our run up the NJ coast to Manasquan:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This town seemed to be built up on pilings.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There were two low bridges in Ventnor, NJ</td></tr>
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After Manasquan, there is only one way to get up the coast. When I had initially checked the weather for the Atlantic, it did not look good for a few days. However, when I talked with Richard and Diane, they were going to head up to NYC. So, after re-checking the weather, it was a done deal. As I mentioned, we left really early, heading out the inlet and a couple miles off shore. The weather was great, the swells were 3 to 4 feet, with an 11 second period. PERFECT!!! As we headed into the New York Harbor, we followed along behind a sailboat, named Qingdao. Little did we know, that we were all headed to the same marina. Qingdao stayed in the Hudson for a few minutes before heading in, so we actually arrived just before they did. When they arrived, they were met with a celebration as the last of the 12 sailboats doing the Clipper Round the World race arriving at Liberty Landing, in Jersey City, across from Manhattan.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Qingdao arriving at Liberty Landing</td></tr>
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Coming up into the NYC area was great. My Mom, was born in Staten Island, and grew up in Brooklyn. It was great to have her aboard during this exciting moment and seeing NYC from my boat. She was hoping to take a picture of me with the Statue of Liberty in the background, but I had to drive the boat! The highlight for me was seeing the Statue of Liberty from my boat.<br />
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As we came in, it was hazy, so my pictures of Manhattan didn't turn out as crisp as I would have liked. However, you can see the Freedom Tower in this picture. Later, as we were having dinner, we saw a full rainbow over Manhattan. It was spectacular, but with my Iphone, I could only get part of the rainbow in.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Manhattan from the water.</td></tr>
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After arriving at Liberty Landing Marina, we ran into people, we had previously met, including Richard and Diane, from Halcyon, and Joan and John from Destiny. Hilde, my sister, came with her two sons to pick up my Mom. I spent the evening enjoying dinner with my family, and then came back to my boat.<br />
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I have one last picture to share, which I took yesterday afternoon as a storm was rolling in, of the sailboats from the Clippers Round the World.<br />
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This morning, Joan and John arranged for a tour of Derry-LondonDerry-Doire. and I joined them. The crewmember was explaining how, this boat was known as the "Happy" boat of the race and how they had made a video with the Pharrell Williams song. <br />
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After leaving the tour, I headed north, and am now at Croton on Hudson, in Half Moon Bay Marina, with a lot of other Looper boats.<br />
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Here are a few pictures from todays trip:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marina and town on the western shore of the Hudson</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Passing under the George Washington Bridge</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not sure what these ruins are from. I bet they have a story!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yonkers! Who hasn't heard of Yonkers?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After passing the George Washington Bridge, the landscape changed. Beautiful!!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Going under Tappen Zee Bridge with Halcyon (Diane and Richard)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lighthouse north of Tappan Zee bridge</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Croton Point, just before heading into Half Moon Bay Marina</td></tr>
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