Starting Our Journey Home

On Sunday April 19, 2009 it was time to start our journey home. We were very happy to have had the opportunity to see the west coast. Both of us agreed the west coast of Florida is very pretty, with great anchorages, however it's very shallow. Speaking of shallow, we couldn't dawdle to cross Lake Okeechobee. The lake is getting shallow and the locks had gone on restricted hours because the Army Corps had started lowering the water level. There was the lake to traverse and the five locks to go through. Our first night we anchored in Pelican Bay near Cayo Costa. There were several MTOA boats heading home as well. The dinghy didn't come down because we had to make a pit stop to refuel the Summer Wind at Burnt Store Marina in Charlotte Harbor at $2.04/gal, so it was rather late in the afternoon by the time we arrived.
The next day was off to Fort Myers and the city marina. We were very happy that we were able to leave the anchorage because a chance of thunderstorms in the afternoon was predicted and to be honest well needed. The storms stayed to our north, so they didn't affect our travels. Shortly after noon we arrived at the City marina. We had time to do some laundry and chores before going out to dinner with Nancy and Joe, great Mexican dinner. The scenery while cutting the Florida State kept changing as we went along.
Dick timed our departure Tuesday April 21,2009 in order to make the lock opening which was only opening on the odd hours. There were two locks that day, the Franklin and Ortona Locks. The Ortona Lock had left us feeling frustrated and upset. Our boat was the first to enter and the lock was going to raise us about 15 feet. The rush of the water had created such a current and force that it was pulling the Summer Wind away from the wall, our lines (closer to the front provided by the lock) weren't long enough for us to have secured them to the boat. We had never had such a bad experience, and hope to never have that again! That night we tied up at Riverside dock in Moore Haven which is a wall with a dock for a few boats that you tie up on your own and your on your honor to pay. Leave the money or check in a lock box. The dock wall was full by the end of the day and we met two couples for cocktails. That's the greatest thing about boating, meeting people along the way.
Wednesday morning we left Moorehaven early in the morning. We had two locks to traverse that day the Moorehaven and Mayaca Lock. The first part of the trip took us along the rim of the Okeechobee where there is plenty of wild and plant life to enjoy. Crossing the Okeechobee Lake at first was a little shall we say startling. We had entered the marsh channel around Clewiston and had hit a rather hard bump. Dick pulled back the throttle and checked out the boat. Then he put the boat back in gear and the Summer Wind seemed fine, no vibration, whew! The journey across the lake after that was uneventful although we did notice that the level of the lake had decreased a fair bit since our last crossing. The Mayaca lock was in the open position and onward to Indiantown Marina.Indiantown Marina docks were not exactly the best docks we've seen. The first slip they had assigned us had a very tiny finger pier. There was no way we would have been able to get off the dock so, they assigned us another slip. Although longer, rickety was the only way to describe the dock. Because the marina is a little out of the way, restaurants will come and pick cruisers up. That evening we and another couple were picked up and because the restaurant was busy, we shared the table and had great conversation. That's how we met Nancy and Don on the Nellie B.On Thursday April 23,2009 we stopped in Stuart, Florida. Tom Gilbert was at his home in Jensen Beach and invited us for a barbeque. He picked us up and took us to his home. We had a delightful dinner with his mom Evie, Tom, his brother- In law Curt, and two friends Chris and John. That evening we also went to town because every Thursday is "Jammin in Jensen" where motorcycles and vendors of every kind fill the streets. We had also gone to get some ice cream, however the ice cream store had moved to Stuart, imagine that!! We spent an extra day in Stuart because we like this little town very much. We walked the old downtown area, checked out the shops and boutiques. Tom and Curt joined us in the afternoon for a bit. We said our goodbyes, had a great time in Stuart. That evening we put the dinghy back onboard, and barbequed some sausage for dinner to go with the salad. As Dick was bbqing, a pod of dolphins came in to do some sunset fishing. It was great watching them swim around the boat.
Well, now its time to start our trek north!
to be continued.

Pirates & Turtles in Punta Gorda!!

Early Wednesday morning on April 15,2009 the Summer Wind made her grand entrance at the Fisherman's Village marina at the end of Charlotte Harbor and in Punta Gorda, Fl. We were excited to be joining our many MTOA friends and fellow cruisers. This years theme was "Pirates in Punta Gorda" which was amazingly fun. For a bad economy, we had a great turn out of Turtles.
What an exciting rendezvous! Our first day we met some new and greeted some dear old friends. Each Turtle (cute name for trawler people) received a bag full of goodies, which included information on the area, schedule of events, discounts on marinas, our official Pirate flag, T shirts, bags, glasses,and many wonderful neat things. We also signed up for some of the seminars we might like to attend.Our first day, we had a little 'free time' so a few necessary chores needed to be completed. First we needed to get a few provisions for the pot luck, hosting lunch aboard, and some social hour tidbits, so Publix (one of our friends had a car)here we come. Then we tended to do laundry because from our last rendezvous experience we learned there was going to be no free time during the event. Lastly, we cleaned the Summer Wind top to bottom because we volunteered to open our boat for 'green ribbon' visitations so other Turtles can come see our home away from home.Everyday there is a 'social hour',where its time to catch up, mingle and get to know some new Turtles. This was also our first opportunity to meet our mentees the Beschers and make sure they felt welcomed and were having a good time and answer any questions they may have had about the event. Dick and I volunteered this year to be mentors. We've had wonderful and positive experiences at our 2 previous MTOA rendezvous and wanted to share our enthusiasm about this great organization. This picture below is Robin, our mentor from last year.
Pot luck is usually the first nights dinner. There was a delicious array of dishes to sample and swap recipes. I (Elle) made chili and was pleased that it was a success, many compliments and an empty pot!
Each morning started out with a continental breakfast at Impac University which was a teaching school for businesses which had nothing going on so our group had it all to ourselves. They served coffee, orange juice, fruit, turtle eggs, and of course doughnuts, danish and coffee cakes. After breakfast, the days were filled with membership meetings, classes and seminars. I (Elle) attended beading, skin safety (yes I learned alot), cooking aboard, MOB (man overboard) rescue and safety. Some of the classes Dick attended were Engine room maintenance,safety and rescue aboard, and computer updating.Below is a short clip on our MOB safety demonstration.
One evening there was a "Pirate Gala" where each Turtle were to dawn their pirate garb. "Arrrgh", Matey the Lassman's joined in with the scallywags and had a grand time. Like our garb????? Unfortunately we did not win the prize for best costume but we still had a wonderful time.
By the way each evening there was a full dinner served and dancing to live music. Our last evening, Saturday,April 18 the town of Punta Gorda had a huge block party where they closed off many streets and had live music in several areas and ,of course many vendors on the streets. Thousands of people attending including us Turtles.So the next day, Sunday we said our goodbyes and started our journey home.
To be continued:

A FEW DAYS SWINGING ON THE HOOK

We still have a few days to spend on the coast before joining some MTOA members at Pelican Bay for the Easter weekend. So, we decided to take our time and revisit some of our favorite stops. Both of us love to anchor and just swing on a hook, so we chose the first two stops just for that purpose. Thank you mother nature for co operating with us this time. We had a wonderful cruise down Tampa Bay, albeit a little bit choppy. Tampa Bay is wide open and of course there is an inlet to the Gulf, so if there is any wind, there will definitely be waves. The sun was shining, and we were in track suits but happy to be cruising along.
Our first stop was Sarasota. Since we were there on the way up the coast we just dropped the hook and enjoyed a quiet evening. The next day was a short one to Englewood Beach where again the hook went down. Since Elle needed more shells we went ashore in the dinghy and walked the beach in search of same. The camera came out and, of course my resident photographer was busy. With a bag full of shells and back on board we grilled a nice chunk of salmon and enjoyed the evening. We were meeting 7 or 8 boats on Easter Sunday for a mini rendezvous so we had another day in between to go to a nice marina I remember from a few years earlier. It had a wonderful pool and a great restaurant so we indulged.

On Easter Sunday, we went into Pelican Harbor to meet our friends. The rendezvous was great since everyone brought a dish to share. Elle made her famous Chili which was a big hit. Stayed in Pelican Harbor until Wednesday morning sustaining a huge storm the night before with winds gusting over 40 MPH, lightning, thunder and rain pouring sideways. Many boats were dragging their anchors but with 80 feet of chain and my heavy anchor we held fine. We were more concerned with other boats coming down on us. Everybody fared OK and the next day we were off to the MTOA rendezvous, but that is another story.

What An Exciting Adventure in St. Petersburg

St. Petersburg was a place that neither of us have been, so it was going to be a new adventure. The night before we left Dunedin, we found out that St. Petersburg was having race week. Good thing we had phoned to make a reservation, or else there would have been no slip available. We also found out the track was going right in front of the marina. This sounds like its going to be an exciting weekend. So. Saturday April 4th,2009 we pulled into the basin in which we first encountered several police patrol boats. The basin was crowded with several boats and if we didn't have a slip, we weren't getting in, no big boats!
Well, we pulled in, tied up, went to the office and was warmly welcomed by all the staff. On top of the desk there was a box of ear plugs and a brochure with the schedule of events and we were told to help ourselves, and it was recommended to use the plugs if we were going to go anywhere near the gate. Our weekend was a smorgasbord of events. We immediately went to the gate to watch the preliminary races, absolutely amazing and exciting. Later in the afternoon, we went back to the boat for lunch and sat on the back deck to watch an air show and then watch the cars race around the track. Sunday, bright and early around 8:00 am, over the loud speakers, the American Anthem was playing and the stands were filling up with spectators, patriotic parachuters falling from the sky, another exciting race day. Today was going to be the Grand Prix Formula 1 race cars. Let us just say, WOW! This is a video below, click on the arrow.
After most of the events we went to explore St. Petersburg, we visited the yacht club, lovely pool and tiki bar on the roof. Then onto the inverted Pyramid on the pier where we had some lunch and checked out the shops, very unique. They also have the HMS Bounty replica, the one they used in the movie Mutiny on the Bounty. Went back to the boat and mingled with a few of the cruisers along the docks. Many were also trying to watch the basketball championships and of course partying.
Again, its seems like Mother Nature was singing the same song only this time harder, the temps dropped from mid 80's to low 60's and night time low 40's and very windy.The couple on the sailboat beside us came out on deck and we noticed them taking pictures. Inside the yacht basin there are warm springs and this is where the manatees come because they need the warm water. There was a crowd at the end of the dock all mesmerized by the sight they were witnessing. Here at the end of the dock was a mother manatee rolling in the warm water coming from the boats air conditioning system. She was trying to get her calf under the spray and she would roll onto her back. However the calf wanted nothing to do with coming under the water, she just wanted to suckle. This sight awed and humbled us, very moving and loving. This is a video below, click on the arrow to watch.

Well one more day of cool weather and high winds, so we decided to explore a few of the sights. We donned our sweat shirts and jeans because it was a very cool day. Then went onto explore the Museum of Art where there was an exhibit of the artwork of a 15th century artist named Durer, awesome.
Finally, again we were able to start our journey south again, so onto a few more stops before the rendezvous. More to come...

Walking and Eating, Eating and Walking

Our next stop on March, 30, 2009 was the furthest north up the west coast we were going to travel by boat. We decided to stop in Dunedin, Fl. This stop was special to Dick as its where he originally fell in love with the Summer Wind and purchased her in 2002. Marker 1 marina is the home of Yacht Registry which particularly sells Heritage East, Sabreline and Back Cove picnic boats.
It was kind of comical when we were pulling into the marina, because no one could be reached on the radio. Our depth sounding alarms were going off and the soul voice we hailed was a fellow cruiser on his boat. He ran into the office to see if there was any dockhands available, because we had no idea where we were to berth the Summer Wind. Came out with three hands, all available, just had no radio on to hear our calls as they were having their morning coffee. Needless to say the first slip they assigned the boat was a small finger pier. Would have made getting on/off the boat an interesting feat, not only that the depth sounders were screaming and this wasn't completely low tide,, INTERESTING! So the Captain demanded to be put in another slip, which they did and very apologetically.
After getting the Summer Wind settled, we walked up to the office and lo and behold found another Heritage East for sale. No we weren't looking to trade our grand gal, we love her too much. The captain came out and talked with us for a bit, he unfortunately is selling his boat due to health reasons.It was very interesting because this boat was a year younger then Dick's and there was a great conversation on comparing boats.
Dick was very excited about showing me Dunedin, so later in the afternoon, after the chores were complete we picked up our rental car that he reserved for 2 days. Took a ride to find Strachan's homemade ice cream store. Still there and thriving. We know why, YUMMMMM!!!! Then drove around the area and found the restaurant Dick had a ball in. The Ozona Pig is frequented by "bikers" and when Dick was here by himself a few years back he ate dinner at the bar with many bikers. They were impressed with him to be living and traveling on this "big" boat by himself. Anyway we didn't go in but meandered over to Lucky Dill's which is the greatest NY deli. Walked out of there stuffed. Dessert was free but believe it or not we had to box it and take it back to the Summer Wind.
Day 2 we went to Tarpon Springs which is a nice little village of mostly Greek people. They still sponge dive off the coast and bring them back hanging on the boats to dry out. Every shop is selling sponges of all different shapes and sizes. Of course, you can't leave Tarpon Springs without an authentic Greek dinner. So in we went starting with a nice Greek wine and all different kinds of dips. Our entrees consisted of stuffed grape leaves, moussaka, gyros,,etc. Couldn't convince Elle to try the Octopus. Maybe another time. Again walked out with a doggy bag.
Before we returned the rental car we drove onto "Honeymoon" Island and walked the beach for a couple of hours shelling. Elle needs a bigger boat to carry all the shells she has collected.
Couldn't leave yet because, of course, Mother Nature wanted her turn. On the last day, Dick had his hair trimmed. While he was sitting in the chair I (Elle) met a very interesting gal, her name was Betty. Betty turned to me and said oh my your husband has very lovely hair, it looks nice and thick. Of course she was very right and I told her it was very soft as well. She then proceeded to open a hairdressing magazine and next thing she shows me a picture of a gal who is supposed to be show casing the hairstyle unfortunately her dress was barely there and opened almost to her navel and the cleavage was definitely altered. She then said to me, 'tell me the haircut is the first thing you notice, I don't know who they are trying to appeal.' I couldn't help but laugh. Let me tell you Betty is 92, impeccably coiffed even to be going to a salon and a true southern gal, however she said in her age, she's learned to speak her mind. She then said to me, that women wouldn't appreciate it if their men gave them glass instead of a very fine diamond, so why should a woman give a man silicone instead of her natural beauty. She was a wise woman and a true Georgia peach to get to know.
So one more day before we were to go to St. Petersburg, but that is another story.

Rockin and Rollin in Clearwater,Fl

Our first plans were to leave Sarasota and go up Tampa Bay to St. Petersburg but again Mother Nature was playing tricks on us. The best laid plans don't always work. So instead we decided to find a nice anchorage before proceeding to Clearwater. Found one but couldn't get a good hold with the anchor so proceeded to the second we knew of. Wasn't quite protected as the guide book said but was OK so dropped the hook for the night. This was after crossing both Sarasota Bay and Tampa Bay with lots of chop.

The next morning we left for Clearwater. The winds were high and the trip was kind of rocky, but got there unscathed and thank all the (5) guys on the dock at the city marina for their help. Got a round of applause for not banging into anything as I maneuvered in. Not sure if I would have been able to get in to the slip without it. Note the boats in the clip below. That was one of the calmer days, can you imagine how much rockin and rollin occurred during the heavier winds. For the first 3 hours we couldn't get off the Summer Wind because the wind was holding us off the small finger pier. The tall boat in the background is the Summer Wind.


Later in the afternoon when the winds settled a bit, we were able to get off the dock and go to the office to pay. The dockmaster chuckled and said it isn't the first time a crew was stuck aboard their boat. He welcomed us and told us there was always things happening at the beach.

Clearwater sand is a wonderful soft white talcum, very silky to walk through. There were several college kids along the beach, playing volleyball, sunning and just enjoying themselves. Many youngsters were playing in the waves. By the pier there were artisans of every kind and street performers, jugglers,fire eaters and musicians. There was even a Canadian performer, sadly Elle didn't appreciate him pulling a balloon through his nose and out his mouth,YUCK!!!!!!

We walked the beach during this wind storm and the sand was blowing and actually stinging our faces.

Stayed in Clearwater 3 days, one of which we were picked up by Billy and Barbara Hajko and taken to their house for a lovely dinner. Amazingly I (Dick) have known them for almost 30 years and we are still friends LOLOL.

Sarasota and Memories

With the sun shining and the winds calm we decided to leave the beach at Englewood to head for Sarasota early in the morning on March 23, 2009. It was going to be a short ride but we wanted to make the most out of the time we were going to be there. Remember when we said the waters were a little shallow on the west coast. Thank goodness the bottom is mud, although we carefully followed the same route out, we touched bottom. The mud didn't really worry Dick, it was the crab pot right next to the boat that popped up,, YIKES! That's the other problem, where ever there is sufficient water for boats, there are the nuisance pots. So, we avoided the pot line and made it out of the mud easily. Our trip to Sarasota was very easy.Upon arrival there was a little drizzle and some wind which made it fun, but sometimes mother nature likes a little chuckle.

Before the fun and exploration it was catch up on clean up. Out came the hose and brushes for the deck, and the inside was also tended with vacuuming and cleaning. So, after lunch, out came the laundry and then the bikes for shopping,, Publix here we come!!!

Marina Jack is a beautiful clean marina right in the heart of town. At the dock there was a restaurant that was quite busy all the time that offered all kinds of dining experiences, from casual bar style to the upstairs more formal dress required. There was music offered 6 nights a week, which we really enjoyed hearing right from our boat as we enjoyed our appetizers and cocktails.

Sarasota is adorned with many statues, Greek gods,art deco, and statues representing times in history. You don't have to go to an art museum to appreciate them.
Sarasota brought back many memories for Dick for his in-laws lived on Lido Key. We took the trolley to St. Armand's circle where we walked and window shopped and ,of course, stopped for an ice cream, YUMMMM!!!! Also did a little walking on Lido beach where Dick shared stories.The next day we again took the trolley to The Ringling Brothers museum and complex. Could have spent the whole day exploring there,VERY FASCINATING. They have a new building where they have a miniature circus grounds set up explaining how and where everything is done. Again Dick related the story of the 1944 circus fire in Hartford, CT where he lived as a boy. The magnificent Ringling mansion can only be described as elaborately detailed as you see in the picture below. The inside was just as exotic. Sarasota will be one of the highlights of this trip, so on again we go. So watch for the next installment.