Oh my word!
The ride in the dark is not only scary, but more rock and roll waves without any way of knowing how big they'll be or how long it will last.
And add to that the inability to see if there are whales or logs in the water!
It feels like forever! I want to ask, "is it that little indent I see on the screen?"
Wondering if that is the bay he is trying to reach for better protection from the wind.
But... I know the personality of my Hobart Man, and I know mineboat .
This awareness and skill set helps me curb my natural inclination to talk and ask questions. My Hobart Man is quieter, level headed, and needs to think.
So, I let him.
You know the saying, get in, sit down, hold on, and shut up? Yep, that's me...to the best of my ability- lol!
When he got the boat headed the direction desired, auto pilot became the copilot. Thank goodness for GPS!
As we rock and roll along, I hear the glass bottles of water down in the salon (kitchen) clinking together. All the cupboards are locked down, but the contents are clinking and shifting with each rock and roll of the OZ.
At one point something crashes down in the galley. Between waves I move to the galley and see the freezer door swinging wide, frozen salmon on the floor.
Since I don't want to be eating salmon for the next week solid, I scoop it up, cram it back in the freezer and scan the room for bungie cords!
There they are, hanging by the back door.
Get the freezer secured and move back to the pilot house and sit down! (after smacking your ankle bone on the captain’s chair in the dark)
Finally we reached the cove he hoped would be out of the north wind.
Back out on the deck in the wind I go.
Drop the anchor, deeper than he likes but it will hopefully do.
It's blowing up here as bad as our first anchor spot. That north wind is picking up speed as it races down the channel. We aren't as protected in this spot as we'd hoped for. But we are here so we'll weather it out!
The captain settles into the pilot house to watch the depth and anchor for a while, hoping to catch a few ZZZ'S one he feels confident we won't drag anchor.
I'm back downstairs in the master bedroom hoping to warm back up and doze off. It's 2:30 am, the waves are rocking the boat and wind gusts blow us sideways.
What's rattling? A lose door? The deck door? Something important?
I finally doze off waiting for daylight.
When I wake up at 4, I realized the rattle is closer. Following the sound, I find the door that's the culprit and put a heavy box in front of it and go back to sleep till 6:30 am.
I've noticed it isn't getting light till about 7:30 these winter days. I lay here wondering will we make a run for town again or sit still till later?
Getting dressed to be ready, I head upstairs to see what's up.
It's beginning to get light out. There is a beautiful sliver of a moon, the sky is clear and the stars are out. I can see land and trees faintly, and the blinking from the lighthouse helps me feel oriented again.
As we sit chatting, I randomly notice a dent in fridge door and wonder if the toaster oven did that the first time it jumped off the counter. Who knows.
It's still really windy but the captain says let's make another run as the wind from the north might make the trip around the point possible.
Ok, time to pull anchor, store the rope and try again to get to town.
In the deep blue dim nighttime, we see whales breaching, plumes going high into the early morning sky. Too dark for pictures, just what eyes can record and enjoy.
It's a bumpy ride back out of the bay, but at least we can see. As we make our way to a calmer spot, ironically back across from our first anchor, I notice the punt on top of the boat is hanging half off the side! That's not normal!
THIS is normal...
We stop in the calm of the inlet and find we have to make a new strap to secure one side of the punt. Thankfully we have extras...of almost everything under the sun!
One more rock and roll ride, this time we get all the way around the point because the wind shifted. Going with it is a totally different game. Now we're home free.
As we settle into a soft rhythm, Captains eyes get heavy.
Time to take the wheel and let him nap.
He's a good napper, my Hobart man. Wish I could nap, but it just makes me groggy.
It's turning into a beautiful sunny, clear, day. The water has smoothed out and the whales are abundant along the far bank.
I love this boat, and this life! No matter what it brings!
It's an adventure! One I wouldn't want to miss!
Yes, I know it's not for everyone, but for the Hobart Man and me, it’s good.
Looks like we'll make our plane after all.
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Love, BJ
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