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Back in St. Augustine

Underway at 7 am yesterday, we made the 52 miles to St. Augustine by 3:30. We got passed by a couple of other sailboats yesterday, and after looking at the side of the hull from the dinghy I think that it's time to mow the lawn. Our two weeks parked in the nutrient rich North Lake Worth was long enough to grow a nice beard all the way around our waterline, and I think it's stealing a little speed from us. Still, we made it here in time to get the sail in to Tom and Linda, The Irish Sail Lady 904-377-0527, who came and picked it up and said that they'd have it back to us this morning!! Woo Hoo! The incessant slapping of the mainsail's wire halyard inside the mast is driving us bonkers, so we can't wait to get the sail back up.



We're anchored in the St. Augustine South anchorage, south of the eternally under-construction Bridge of Lions, and just off of the Municipal Marina. I wish I could say what a great anchorage it is, but really it sucks. I think the bottom fishing head boats are cooperating with the City to try and eliminate the many near-derelict boats anchored out here. They've sent some pretty incredible wakes through the anchorage, one which I thought was going to sink a couple of the small boats. I'll try to keep the camera handy to catch an image of one of these mini Tsunamis rolling through the anchorage.



Because the food portion of the blog seems to be a hit, and as a way of justifying my slightly larger than necessary abdomen, I'll keep posting these gourmet meals. After travelling all day and under the weather with a cold, Star prepared last night's feast of Crusted Chicken stuffed with pepperoni and mozzarella, and a side of Cheese tortellini with Sun-dried tomato pesto sauce. Mmmmm! Maybe I'll change the name of the blog to Eat Felix!

Comments

  1. AnonymousMay 1, 2009 at 9:13 AM

    tsunami !!!! The derelict boat problem and the derelict people living on floating piles of trash is why we have to fight anchoring ordinances all over the country now. Sucks and isn't going to change. Key West is far more laid back but then.... they've got miles and miles of bottom to anchor on. Still, plenty of tree huggers aretrying to portray us a destroying the environment. Hogwash!

    Looks like I'm going to give a shot to leaving here Saturday and crossing to the south on Sunday. We'll see if the weather cooperates. If not I will sail somewhere else, I'm tired of waiting.

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  2. mike runnermanMay 1, 2009 at 2:38 PM

    with all this food, the one thing i notice missing is some venison!!! you will be hooked up when you arive in the bay!!

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  3. Laura MMay 2, 2009 at 10:51 PM

    Where is Pine Island???

    Will you two be in Fernandina Beach on Tuesday or Wednesday??

    Give us a shout if you are.

    Laura/First Mate

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