The Storm

We stuck to our normal routine with dinner and a little streaming. Winds were increased only slightly so we tried to sleep. Around 1am, the front arrived with very strong winds and gusts in the 40’s. Someone in the harbor north of us measured 47.

Josie was pulling on her lines and all the boats were dancing side to side to side and up and down. We read and tried to doze but there was not much rest. We had a good moon most of the night and could see the other boats near us. No one in our area had a problem.

Mooring lines with chafe guard where they may rub the bobstày

We were happy for daylight and sun but the wind was still gusting to the 30’s in the morning and high 20’s by evening. We stayed on the boat. David adjusted Fat Tuesday closer behind the boat so water from the whitecaps would not splash in .

There was an unattended boat that was dragging north of us. Several boaters went to the rescue and towed it to a mooring ball. One boat broke free of a ball during the night, a 60 foot Flemming motor yacht that was probably too large for the ball. Luckily no harm done. They anchored in the middle of the harbor for the night. Someone else had an anchor bridle break and another boat had taken on some water and needed an added bilge pump. During the day, there were several more reports of anchor dragging. All were resolved.

We kept busy with books, music, games, and crafts. At night, there was a book review on the radio. It was still blowing at sunset and when we went to bed but was better than the night before.

Wind tousled palms easily seen

Alice reports that she thinks they are fine but Banjo is not sure