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Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma
Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma
When we last left you, I'd promised I'd tell you about Rock Sound. However, that was based on weather at the time, which would have had us leaving to Georgetown on Friday afternoon. We'd intended visiting the town on Thursday, getting the lay of the land and exploring the ways to get to the inland Blue Hole known as Ocean Hole, so widely touted by all who have been there. When we arrived in Rock Sound, Boto had preceded us, and, despite the chart's scary (well, "interesting") shallow depths - all sandy, but who needs to be stuck?? - we had no difficulty anchoring right next to a dinghy landing only a short walk to the best grocery on the island. Our friends the Warners, mentioned in my last, were expecting to give us a ride, assuming that we anchored near Boto, but, while they saw us coming in, dark was approaching and they wanted to get home while it was still light. In the end, it was of no account, as the walk to reprovision was very short, and, the next day, we got stocked up. The "plaza" there had a gas station, a hardware store, and a few other interesting points of supply as well, which we didn't need, but which might serve cruisers well. Back to the weather, our exploration plans were ruined by a quick change in the forecast, with nasty winds and seas expected, or, alternately, if we waited, no wind, so, we reluctantly moved our schedule up. With no exploration, as well as dead reckoning planning, we wound up sleeping in, preparing for our overnight which, by calculation, would have us reaching Georgetown in the morning, but, should winds die on us, would still allow us a daylight entrance to Conch Cut, a twisty-turny experience once through, in order to avoid both the shallow spots and the numerous coral heads on the way down Stocking Island in Elizabeth Sound. However, we also wanted to avoid the shallows and other potential issues on the way out of Rock Sound, preferably while it was still light. Accordingly, at 2:45, we sailed off our anchor in relatively light winds favorable to our exit, and had cleared the harbor entrance by 3:15. Once out, we set our course for 310*T for Davis Channel, a relatively (not VERY!) deep area between sand bars, some of which were dry at low water. Winds, once free of the harbor, picked up at 4PM to an apparent 10-14 knots from the west, putting our relative wind at 45-60* on our starboard bow. We were pleased to see us progress at 5.5-6.2 knots, quickly reaching the channel at 4:15PM. Once there, we had to turn, of course, and the wind and waves, as forecast, were building, now to 14-18 knots. As we made our turn south, that moved the apparent wind astern slightly, to 90-100*, so our speed picked up, too, rewarding us with 5.7-6.4 knots on our course over ground at a relatively comfortable angle of heel, stabilizing our home in the seas. Davis Channel, a nail-biter for our 7' draft, was soon traversed, and we were able to turn for Powell Point, the end of Eleuthera's Whale Tail, by 4:55. There's a large rocky area marked on our charts which we wanted to give a wide berth to, so we stayed a bit off a rhumb line to there by setting our course to 258*T, reaching our next waypoint quickly. Our original thought had been to make a direct run to Georgetown, by way of Chub, but after a while of rocking and rolling with the wind at 135-150* apparent, made more tedious by the possibility, as the boat rocked, of an accidental jibe as the wind got behind the main, as the apparent wind dropped to only 8-10 knots, also dropping our speed to only 4.4-5.0 knots, we abandoned that. Because our dead reckoning had us still in Georgetown well within daylight hours, and we were in no rush, we turned slightly upwind, intending to jibe as we reached the other side. The extra 20 miles or so was of no account to our objective, other than extended time at sea, never a concern unless we're trying to make a tricky channel in the dark. Our calculations put it that we'd successfully be able to duplicate our wind conditions as we moved from a starboard tack to the port side, if we got pretty close to the islands across Exuma Sound So, we reset our course to 218*T. That stiffened the boat considerably as we moved the apparent wind forward. The waves were mostly astern, and while there was a fair amount of motion, it was very smooth, making for a very easy ride. By 5:15, the wind and seas started to build again. We were back to the 12-18 knots of apparent wind, so our 135-150* on our stern not only kept us relatively upright, but gladdened our hearts with progress in the 6.8-7.2 knot range. As this would be a full overnight passage, I went down for a nap at 6:30PM after our dinner. The conditions remained the same until Lydia came to awaken me, 9:30 being well past cruisers' midnight. Not only that, our speed had brought us relatively close to Warderick Wells, and we'd have to jibe soon. Some work with our chart program in the computer revealed that if we jibed now, we'd be able to keep a direct course to Conch Cut, missing the curve in the Exuma Chain on the way.After getting caught up on the realities of what was happening (no change, really, and not a single boat in view either by lights or radar), we jibed our sails and I took over as Lydia went down for her sleep. Because of the varying speed and wind direction, it was another night of playing the wheel to keep her pointed in the right direction. That's not really a problem, as the constant checking and adjustments kept me awake. Our jibe put the apparent wind of 9-13 knots, with the same 135-150* on the reciprocal heading as we made our way at 143*T. Our speed at that point was a comfortable 5.4-6.0 knots, easily putting us into Georgetown in full daylight. As the night progressed, by 11PM, the winds got fluky, varying widely in direction and speed, which kept me awake as I kept the sails full, a good thing. I saw all the way from 6 to 18 knots of apparent wind, but it was still an easy ride in the 110-135* attitude I kept our sails in. With all the rolling going on, I had to head up slightly to avoid the potential for a jibe, but all that work also allowed for a 5.2-6.8 knot speed over ground. It also allowed the waves to be in a slightly better position for Lydia's sleeping, a nice thing. A glorious night for sailing, all the stars shone brilliantly as the occasional meteor streaked across the sky. Unfortunately, the flukiness of the wind increased, as, by 2AM, it backed slightly and died a bit. So, to counter all the possibilites for a jibe, I came up 5* on our course, while our speed dropped to only 4.4-5.5 knots. Of course, all things are subject to change when you're cruising, and at 3AM the wind picked up, while still being very directionally unstable. However, at 8-18 knots (a pretty big spread!), we now improved our speed to 5.4-7.9 knots. The higher end of that range is where Flying Pig really shines, so we were well on the way to an early arrival. All this fluky business, however, meant that I was constantly playing the wheel, moving the apparent wind 10* one way or another as the wind died or filled. As it died, as our speed dropped, I'd have to head up, due to the increased roll. However, anywhere from 30 seconds to 5 minutes later, it would fill, again, and I'd have to head downwind, both to avoid the genoa's luffing violently, but to take advantage of the greater speed. Indeed, there were moments where we exceeded 8 knots, throwing off a huge bow wave as we plowed along. All the wave motion wakened Lydia at 4AM, which was a good thing, as I was starting to go bleary-eyed from watching the wind instrument so closely. I filled her in on our progress, and, after she'd made her coffee, I went down for a nap at 4:30, waking again as the sun streamed in, at 7AM. Our conditions had persisted in that time, and we were only 12 miles from Conch Cut. With the surf as it was, it would be a good thing to have two active minds during our approach, as the seas were now at 5-7' on a 5 second interval, a very choppy motion! However, the wind was also picking up, and, since it was well within our comfort level, we were pleased to see 8.2 knots. With all the changes in direction which would be needed on our way through the entrance after the cut, I furled the genoa at 9:40, just outside Conch Cut. We were very impressed with not only the rollers, but the surf crashing on the rocks as we came through, but our continuing passage, following the excellent Explorer Chart waypoints, was uneventful. By 10:45, exactly 20 hours to the minute from when we'd pulled it out of Rock Sound, our anchor was firmly placed in front of Chat'n'Chill on Volleyball Beach. Despite our slower speeds in and out of the harbors, and the times when we were slower, we averaged well over 6 knots on our passage's anchor-up to anchor-down time. We continue to be enthralled with our life afloat... Once in the Georgetown neighborhood, I eagerly turned to the cruiser's net channel, 72. Hm. Silence. Must be too far out... So, once I got in, I hailed one of the very few boats to ask when it started. My source told me that the usual anchor/control wouldn't be in for over a week. Heh. So, I grabbed the reins, modified my notes from when I was anchoring the net in Marsh Harbour, and started it up the next day. Off to a slow start due to the only-30ish boats here at the moment, 5 days into it, it's coming along nicely. I've heard from the control (Georgetown has so many regulars that, from year to year, the same folks tend to run stuff during the busy season), who's glad to have me sit in. So, until someone else more eager, or, perhaps, more regimented in Georgetown "necessities" shows up, I'm it. However, I've also heard from the same control, over the days that I've done it, on more than one occasion, that there are a variety of complaints to same about my net broadcast, the details of which I'll spare you, most having to do with it not being the same as they've been expecting from past experience. Fortunately, the apparatchik is in place, now, and their regularly scheduled net will occur starting Sunday. As I spend a couple of hours in prep each morning, along with about an hour after the net cleaning up my notes from that day's data, I'll gladly sleep in on Sunday morning while they get their regular programming in place :{)) The whirlwind of activities has started up again, so I played my first game of Volleyball today, Lydia had her first day of (solo) yoga on the beach, bocce was offered, but not used, and the like. In another 6 weeks, it will be nonstop activity on the beach and elsewhere, for those interested. At the moment, however, we're anchored across the Elizabeth Sound, tucked into haven against the just-finished westerlies, and protected from some rather fierce westerlies to come. We've already been ashore 3 times, twice to the library, once, yesterday, to select and the next to gather up the exchanges for the pile of books we staggered out with, and once to go to the local "Top 2 Bottom" everything-you-could-want for a new clevis pin for the boom, settling instead for a bolt until I can get the just-right part. It's nice to be back, especially with the very low population currently present. We'll be here for Christmas, which we've learned is a real experience, and on which, no doubt, I'll have something to say after it's over. You should be able to see our track for another couple of days on tinyurl.com/flyingpigspot, if you'd like, as they only store a week's worth of notifications. Meanwhile, if you'd like to see pix of some of our recent activities, you could click on the links below: http://picasaweb.google.com/lafell/V...PineappleCays# So, for now, we'll leave you. Until nex time, Stay Tuned! L8R Skip -- Morgan 461 #2 SV Flying Pig KI4MPC See our galleries at www.justpickone.org/skip/gallery ! Follow us at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TheFlyingPigLog and/or http://groups.google.com/group/flyingpiglog "Believe me, my young friend, there is *nothing*-absolutely nothing-half so much worth doing as simply messing, messing-about-in-boats; messing about in boats-or *with* boats. In or out of 'em, it doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that's the charm of it. Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to do, and you can do it if you like, but you'd much better not." |
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Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma
"Flying Pig" wrote in message
... Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma mass snippage Once in the Georgetown neighborhood, I eagerly turned to the cruiser's net channel, 72. Hm. Silence. Must be too far out... So, once I got in, I hailed one of the very few boats to ask when it started. My source told me that the usual anchor/control wouldn't be in for over a week. Heh. What's this anchor/control thing all about? I sure hope it isn't a maritime version of the condo commando conundrum. Wilbur Hubbard |
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Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma
"Wilbur Hubbard" wrote in message
anews.com... "Flying Pig" wrote in message ... Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma mass snippage Once in the Georgetown neighborhood, I eagerly turned to the cruiser's net channel, 72. Hm. Silence. Must be too far out... So, once I got in, I hailed one of the very few boats to ask when it started. My source told me that the usual anchor/control wouldn't be in for over a week. Heh. What's this anchor/control thing all about? I sure hope it isn't a maritime version of the condo commando conundrum. Wilbur Hubbard Yah, unfortunately, it is. Lydia refers to them as the "Harbor Nazis" - recognized by frequent visitors as those who have been coming for many years, and feel they can dictate what happens, when and where. So, yesterday, I took a break from my volunteering. They'd already set up all of December's volunteers, but it didn't start until the 11th. As, between getting comprehensive weather, researching a trivia question and "thought for the day" and organizing all the segments (businesses, community announcements, open mike where cruisers could as the others for help one way or the other, emergency messages - extremely rare - and channel restrictions due to emergency or civil authority or designated channels for things like taxis to avoid when shifting from the two hailing channels - 68 and 16 - after making contact), I usually put in a couple of hours minimum a day of prep to do it, then about a half hour of actual activity, I was happy to step aside. So, it's net control, or net anchor, who directs traffic in that time, which is a good thing, IMO, or it would be anarchy. I was much amused, given that there would have been NO net happening during my tenure, that there were complaints directed to the coordinator for the morning nets (but not until the 11th) to the effect, in any event, that it wasn't what they were used to. It's too late - I can't get out to do my day's activities and still listen to the net. The weather's too long. You don't need a weather recap (that despite there being someone, always, who didn't get it in the beginning who asked for a repeat during the open mike session). Yada, Yada :{)) But if they didn't like it, all they had to do is ignore it until the "official" version started up in a few days. That said, I've had quite a few folks stop me yesterday and today to say that they sorely missed my version of the net now that they've had a couple of days of the "official" version. This harbor nazi stuff is what has many of our acquaintances, without our bringing it up, who express some dissatisfaction with what goes on here. It started on the first day of my net, during open mike, with a long-termer telling of how the top-notch fisherman in that boat was corralled by the local police for being a commercial fisherman without a license. Supposedly they had accepted payment for a lobster - which, it turns out, was some fudge. Some lengthy irritation was shared by that cruiser that day :{)) There is now some concern for what's going to be the realities of the now-supposed no discharge zone as seen in a brochure from the pumpout boat, new last spring. 15 new moorings have been placed in Gaviotta Bay (between the holes next to C'n'C). Not really secure moorings, as they require you to move in severe weather or 4' seas, but those who used to be able to put their own moorings there, or anchor, have been displaced. It's for real, as the place to find out more info isn't just the pumpout folks, but instead includes the Harbour Authority at the Government dock, and the tourism office - and the brochure has the official Bahamas logo on it. However, nobody has seemed to be checking about discharge, but that could just be the startup nature of the program. Should that become reality, I think that will result in a mass exodus, as the vast majority of those here either have no means to store, or no interest in paying a pumpout boat to the tune of fifty cents a gallon -- Morgan 461 #2 SV Flying Pig KI4MPC See our galleries at www.justpickone.org/skip/gallery ! Follow us at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TheFlyingPigLog and/or http://groups.google.com/group/flyingpiglog "Believe me, my young friend, there is *nothing*-absolutely nothing-half so much worth doing as simply messing, messing-about-in-boats; messing about in boats-or *with* boats. In or out of 'em, it doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that's the charm of it. Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to do, and you can do it if you like, but you'd much better not." |
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Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma
"Flying Pig" wrote in message
... "Wilbur Hubbard" wrote in message anews.com... "Flying Pig" wrote in message ... Rock Sound, Eleuthera to Georgetown, Exuma mass snippage Once in the Georgetown neighborhood, I eagerly turned to the cruiser's net channel, 72. Hm. Silence. Must be too far out... So, once I got in, I hailed one of the very few boats to ask when it started. My source told me that the usual anchor/control wouldn't be in for over a week. Heh. What's this anchor/control thing all about? I sure hope it isn't a maritime version of the condo commando conundrum. Wilbur Hubbard Yah, unfortunately, it is. Lydia refers to them as the "Harbor Nazis" - recognized by frequent visitors as those who have been coming for many years, and feel they can dictate what happens, when and where. So, yesterday, I took a break from my volunteering. They'd already set up all of December's volunteers, but it didn't start until the 11th. As, between getting comprehensive weather, researching a trivia question and "thought for the day" and organizing all the segments (businesses, community announcements, open mike where cruisers could as the others for help one way or the other, emergency messages - extremely rare - and channel restrictions due to emergency or civil authority or designated channels for things like taxis to avoid when shifting from the two hailing channels - 68 and 16 - after making contact), I usually put in a couple of hours minimum a day of prep to do it, then about a half hour of actual activity, I was happy to step aside. So, it's net control, or net anchor, who directs traffic in that time, which is a good thing, IMO, or it would be anarchy. I was much amused, given that there would have been NO net happening during my tenure, that there were complaints directed to the coordinator for the morning nets (but not until the 11th) to the effect, in any event, that it wasn't what they were used to. It's too late - I can't get out to do my day's activities and still listen to the net. The weather's too long. You don't need a weather recap (that despite there being someone, always, who didn't get it in the beginning who asked for a repeat during the open mike session). Yada, Yada :{)) But if they didn't like it, all they had to do is ignore it until the "official" version started up in a few days. That said, I've had quite a few folks stop me yesterday and today to say that they sorely missed my version of the net now that they've had a couple of days of the "official" version. This harbor nazi stuff is what has many of our acquaintances, without our bringing it up, who express some dissatisfaction with what goes on here. It started on the first day of my net, during open mike, with a long-termer telling of how the top-notch fisherman in that boat was corralled by the local police for being a commercial fisherman without a license. Supposedly they had accepted payment for a lobster - which, it turns out, was some fudge. Some lengthy irritation was shared by that cruiser that day :{)) There is now some concern for what's going to be the realities of the now-supposed no discharge zone as seen in a brochure from the pumpout boat, new last spring. 15 new moorings have been placed in Gaviotta Bay (between the holes next to C'n'C). Not really secure moorings, as they require you to move in severe weather or 4' seas, but those who used to be able to put their own moorings there, or anchor, have been displaced. It's for real, as the place to find out more info isn't just the pumpout folks, but instead includes the Harbour Authority at the Government dock, and the tourism office - and the brochure has the official Bahamas logo on it. However, nobody has seemed to be checking about discharge, but that could just be the startup nature of the program. Should that become reality, I think that will result in a mass exodus, as the vast majority of those here either have no means to store, or no interest in paying a pumpout boat to the tune of fifty cents a gallon Good Grief! It sounds to me that George Town is now officially a good place for cruisers to avoid. Who needs all the bureaucratic crap administered by elitist amateurs who seem to think because they've vegetated there longer than most that they have the right or duty to control the actions of others? Not me, for sure. No freaking way, mon! No discharge zone, indeed. Just where does everybody think all the shore side effluent ends up? Exactly! In the harbor. Sure, some of it might pass through the occasional working septic tank (many are probably not working because of old age, salt water intrusion, etc.). At least the fish, snails and crustaceans can eat fresh turds from boats. Septic tank effluent is poison in comparison. Why is it that landlubbers are such hypocrites? They sit on their thrones flushing their crap into the harbor and look down their noses at somebody else doing the same thing. I wonder where the pump-out boat discharges its contents, btw? Outside the harbor? Probably. I doubt all of George Town has anything that resembles a working sewage treatment plant. It would serve George Town right if all the cruisers went elsewhere. Would probably cut the settlement income in half or more. Are they so stupid that they will bite the hand that feeds them? Elizabeth Harbor is large and well circulated being open at either end. It would take several thousands of cruisers dumping sewage overboard year in and year out to degrade the water quality in that harbor. What's them max there in season? Three hundred? Four hundred? It sounds like the anchor/control thing only has to do with radio transmission and not anchoring restrictions as I had thought. It's bad enough that harbor KKKops feel the need to regulate radio transmissions but regulating when and where people can anchor is even worse. Glad that's not the case. I rarely use the VHF anyhow and if some harbor KKKop doesn't like how I use my VHF then they can go f**k themselves. Bottom line is: Just where is the real cruising sailor these days? What kind of loser pretends to be a live aboard cruiser but insists upon treading with his Nazi jackboots on the freedoms of others and into everybody else's business enforcing petty bureaucratic nonsense the likes of which we real cruisers gladly left behind when we divested ourselves of the lubberly life? Wilbur Hubbard |
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