Day
23: March 27, 2018
With
much contemplation and studying of both the navigational charts and the wind
apps, I finally made the decision to head out today. The wind app that I use
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Second Wind resting in this pristine marina |
has predictions from
four different sources and they varied significantly. I could not get any advice as to which one
was the most accurate. One said that
there would be winds of 20 knots with gusts up to 30. Another said that they would be around 15 to
18 knots with gusts in the mid 20s. The
all agreed that the wind would be clocking from the east.
The
route that we were looking at put us in open water for about 10 miles and the
remainder of the trip would be via inland passages. The 10 miles, of course, was the area of most
concern. I figured that if we could make
5 knots per hour in
speed, that would put us in the open waters for about 2
hours. Also, we would be traveling
fairly close to shore where the wind has little fetch, that distance over which
wind travels building waves. Now down
here, fairly close is sometimes over 2 miles because of shallow water. And some sizable waves can build in 2 miles
of fetch.
After
a breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast, we cast off our lines and headed the 5
miles out the Everglade City Channel to the Gulf. The channel was quite smooth being narrow and
passing through the mangroves of the Everglades. Once out in
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A long line waiting for dinner at the Dock Restaurant |
the open waters, the wind was
blowing at 15 to 16 knots off of our starboard rear quarter. The waves were coming at us from that
direction were quite manageable and relatively comfortable.
After
a half an hour or so, I decided to unfurl a small bit of jib to help increase
our speed which had been averaging 5 knots.
With the jib about half way out, our speed climbed to over 6 knots. It was fun and exhilarating and quite
do-able. I then decided to shut off the
engine, unfurl the sail all the way. Man, was that fun! The wind had increased to 18 knots and
gusting up to 22 knots. We were
averaging around 6 knots and on one gust, we saw 7.2 knots. That may not seem fast to those who are used
to
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A bit of glitz in Old Naples |
traveling 75 mph down an expressway, however, on a small bobbing sailboat,
we were flying. That is the fastest I
have ever seen the boat go except for once when I was flying down a tidal flood
at over 9 knots.
We
were able to keep the sails up all the way through the open waters and then
through the inland waters to the city harbor of Marco Island. We were going to stop and get some fuel at a
marina in Marco Island but with the very strong winds blowing directly into the
marina, I figured that it was a tragedy waiting to happen.
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How they grow trees in Naples FL |
The
passage between Marco Island and downtown Naples was jam packed with boaters
most of which were on rental craft available to the spring brake revelers.
Those wild ones, combined with the high winds made the last miles of today’s
trip quite rocky.
I had originally
planned to drop anchor in the midst of the exclusive subdivision where we
stayed on our trip south, but, although I trust my anchor at high level, I
didn’t want to test it in the confines of these mansions in this wind. So, I called the Naples City Marina and this
really nice accommodating lady assured me that they had a slip for us. Upon arrival, the wind was still
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The 7.2 is boat speed in 7 feet of water at mile 493 on this trip. |
blowing at
20 knots and getting into the slip was a challenge. Luckily, a young dock hand
was there to lend a hand and prevented my ugly landing from being a disaster.
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There are still remnants of the hurricane |
This
marina is absolutely brand new! It is
the nicest one we have stayed at.
Everything is new. Interestingly,
however, since it is a public city dock there are no restrictions on people
coming out and milling
around the boats.
That went on until after we went to be.
We
ate dinner at the Dock Restaurant which is located, as you might imagine, at
the end of the walkway leading to the marina. After dinner we walked into
downtown Old Naples where the glitz of this city is most obvious. One thing that amazed us was that while we
walked the ¾ mile trek to town and back we watched at least 15 executive type
jets coming in on final approach to the local airport. We couldn’t help wonder who these people are
and if they were coming in from the office.
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