Long day in the boat shed

Seven hours of sanding. That’s what I’d call ‘sandinsanity’. Unfortunately it has to be done.I got to workin’ out how much epoxy I will need to finish the inside of the hull and I don’t have enough. I still have to put one layer of 12 oz on the keel, o…

From Zadar to Korcula

Sunday Sept 6th and we left Zadar to continue our travels south. We departed Zadar at 0945 and cruised to Pakostane where we stopped, anchored and had lunch on board. this was approx half way to Tisno, where we had to be by 17.00 hr for a bridge openi…

From Zadar to Korcula

Sunday Sept 6th and we left Zadar to continue our travels south. We departed Zadar at 0945 and cruised to Pakostane where we stopped, anchored and had lunch on board. this was approx half way to Tisno, where we had to be by 17.00 hr for a bridge openin…

Starboard side second layer

Got another early jump on the boat shed this morning. Spent a lil’ time on the RO getting the fabric bumps sanded down so I don’t have a repeat of the other day.Fabric edges sanded downNext laid up the 12 oz fiberglass. This stuff is like working with …

Bonus Post – Mimic Panel wiring

Aren’t you guys lucky? Two posts in one day! Wassup with dat?Well it’s too hot today to work in the shed or have a siesta so I started tinkering. One of the projects you’ve seen me mention before is the Mimic Panel. Anyone familiar with larger boats wi…

Starboard sides & bulwark

So the plan was to lay up the fiberglass and goop it tomorrow. I got the first piece hung and it was ‘screamin” at me for epoxy! So I obliged even though it’s hotter ‘n hell today.Stbd side forwardIt’s going quick. The epoxy is warm and soaks into the…

North We Go (Part 2)

So we survived the rain and cooler temperatures tucked comfortably in our slip at Red Wing Marina with as much ice as we needed! The only real excitement we had was a southbound 12 barge tow that missed the turn just above us and spent the next half hour backing and repositioning himself so he could make the corner. Supposedly Red Wing Bend is one of the toughest corners on the river for the big guys.

The new day dawned with cool temps and overcast sky’s  as we made ready to continue our journey. Only two things were missing. Diane and Denny who were joining us for a couple of nights. Right on time they arrived and off we went.

Cloudy day on the river.

A fixer upper on the banks of the Mississippi.

Lock 3

Our luck at the locks continued as we arrived at Lock 3 and found no other traffic in the area.

Once through the lock it was a scenic cruise along the Wisconsin shoreline to Prescott, Wi. where the golden hued water of the St. Croix meets the muddy water of the Mississippi River creating what looks like a milkshake being blended together. Our course had us departing the Ole Miss and heading up the Croix. Destination…Hudson, Wisconsin and the St. Croix Marina (www.stcroixmarina.com).

St. Croix Marina, Hudson, Wi.

As we pulled up to the transient dock I saw a face I recognized from Florida. Jon Market was there with his boat and helped grab our lines when we got close to the dock.

Turns out Jon had just purchased the boat and was beginning to personalize it.

It didn’t take Denny long to get into full relaxation mode once we were tied up.

St. Croix Marina offices.

One of the main reasons for choosing Hudson as our stop was our previous experiences at the San Pedro Café (www.sanpedrocafe.com). The food has always been good as well as the margarita’s and the thing that we love the most is their flourless chocolate cake with a bit of habanero tossed in to give it a little kick.

San Pedro Café. An easy walk from the marina.

Happy Camper’s!

As usual we gorged ourselves at the San Pedro and had to waddle slowly back to the boat. Fortunately or unfortunately, (depending on individual perspective), we had enough energy left to play a game of Cards Against Humanity before we all passed out.

Our Thursday morning departure was delayed while the women strolled back downtown to check out the shops. Finally sometime after the lunch hour we could release the lines and get underway. However the wind must have been ordered by the Hudson Chamber of Commerce because it was pushing us hard against the dock not wanting us to leave. Fortunately Vagabond has a strong bow thruster which enabled us to get away unscathed.

In need of a pump out Kim opted to make the short run to Bayport Marina and take advantage of their protected harbor to get this task completed.

Hudson RR Bridge.

The women were still in a food coma from the night before.
 
Entrance to Bayport Marina
 

Bayport proved to be the top of our trip North. After relieving the pressure on Vagabond’s holding tank the bow was pointed South. A part of the trip that was always a bit of a let down for me in previous years when I was still gainfully employed.
 
With only a short distance to go to Afton we cruised at a slow pace enjoying the scenery and lack of boat traffic since it wasn’t a week-end.
 
 The beautiful St. Croix.
 
I thought it only fair to warn Gordy & Kathy of our intentions to check out their establishment that evening in hopes that they would be around. Well it was only a few minutes after we had pulled into Cary’s slip at the Yacht Club that Gordy showed up. He had been there once already to leave a splitter for us for the power receptacle and came back to see if we had made it in ok. We shot the bull for awhile before duty called and Gordy was off.
 
Our itinerary called for lounging around the dock before making the short walk to the Afton House for dinner. (www.aftonhouseinn.com)
 
Afton House Inn.
 
While Kim was checking on our reservation Pam & I started exploring and found Kathy in Swirl, their wine bar, enjoying Ladies Night.
 
Swirl.
 
Kathy & Pam.
 
The place was jumpin with people inside and out enjoying the weather and the wine.
 
We had a delicious meal topped of with Bananas Foster prepared tableside.
 
We ended the evening by joining the proprietor’s outside for an after dinner drink before heading back to the boat. Thanks again Gordy and Kathy for your hospitality! Afton and The Afton House just became a mandatory stop for us on any future St. Croix trips.
 
The next day after returning the borrowed splitter we departed the Afton Yacht Club under overcast sky’s and a brisk southwesterly breeze. It wasn’t long before we left the golden waters of the St. Croix and rejoined the muddy Mississippi.
 
The Mississippi below Prescott, Wi. 
  

A small dredging operation mid channel.

The bottom is mostly sand in this area which is loaded into the barge and taken a few miles downstream where it is scooped out and deposited on an island and spread out by an earth moving machine. The eventual end result is a nice sand dune for the public to use.

Meeting a chemical barge below Prescott.

All too soon we were reluctantly pulling back into Red Wing to drop off Denny & Diane. The girls went to the grocery store while the guys moved Vagabond to the sea wall. Re-provisioned and good byes said we pulled back into the channel.

A tidy looking cabin below Red Wing.

Just a few miles below Red Wing the channel dumps you back into the vastness of Lake Pepin.

Point No Point in the distance.

Once we rounded Point No Point we felt the effects of the wind as the waves turned into small whitecaps. Further down the lake we pulled in behind Long Point to anchor for the night and escape the effects of the wind and waves.

Anchored in the lee of Long Point with Maiden Rock in the distance.

Legend has it that Maiden Rock got it’s name as a result of Princess Winona jumping to her death from it’s cliffs. Apparently distraught after finding out that her father, Red Wing, Chief of the Dakota Tribe had ordered the death of her lover who was a member of the rival Chippewa Tribe.

Long Point sunset.

The wind was still blowing the next day when we retrieved the anchor and made our way the short distance to Hansen’s to top off the fuel tanks. Mission accomplished Vagabond headed back into the Lake with a destination of Pepin, Wi. and the Harborview Café (www.harborviewpepin.com). Always one of our favorite stops

Checking out the menu which is posted behind the bar.

The menu written in chalk.

You can tell by the clock we were early.

The view of the harbor through the front windows.

Vagabond secure in Pepin Marina.

We’ve stayed in Pepin Marina some years back. A comfortable marina until the BNSF train goes through. There is a crossing at both ends of the marina thus the train whistle at each crossing. And the trains run about every half hour, 24 hours a day!

With a deteriorating weather forecast we wanted to complete our Lake Pepin crossing before it got too snotty so off we went.

A few whitecaps

A northbound tow.

It’s only a few miles across the lake to Reed’s Landing where the lake funnels back into the much narrower river channel and protection from the wind. With the forecast in mind the decision was made to spend a couple of nights at Parkside Marina in Wabasha to wait out the weather.

The wind increased during the night and the rains came although we missed the brunt of the storm. By morning all that remained was the wind. 15 to 25 mph with gusts to 35. A good day to stay in port. Of course after a lazy morning laundry was on the menu as well as a stroll around town.

Every day starts with coffee.

The downtown area of Wabasha is struggling with many empty storefronts. We did manage to find The Olde Triangle Pub open and stopped in for bloody Mary’s and a bite of lunch.

Cheers!

Room for more.

We made our way around town with one more stop at an ice cream parlor before returning to Vagabond by way of the grocery store.

Buildings of Wabasha.

This couple looks a little stiff!

Once back at the boat Kim & I took a walk around the marina.

 The travel lift. Yep the cab is mounted backwards on the chassis.

A couple of comfortable Adirondack’s to sit in and watch old man river go by.

The view of the channel from the Adirondacks’.

A nicely kept older 36′ Egg Harbor for sale.

As with a lot of river marinas there is an area where the forgotten boats sit. Rotting in the weather awaiting their fate. Parkside is no exception although there weren’t as many as we’ve seen in other marinas.



 
 
 
 
 

Another Nibble

One more lil’ nibble outta the whale! Had to get out to the shed early this morning to get a jump on the gooping fiberglass before it got too hot. I was figuring on 2-1/2 hrs and 1-3/4 gallons of epoxy. I wasn’t very far off.Stbd forward getting epoxyP…

Stbd side bottom glass 2nd layer

Played hookie from the boat shed yesterday so back at it this morning. After an hour of sanding this morning I laid out the second layer of glass for the starboard side bottom panel. Took ’bout an hour and a half of tugging & pulling to get it to g…

[KensBlog] Last Day In Paradise

Sans Souci, Nordhavn 68
[KensBlog] Last Day In Paradise 9/6/2015 2:06:02 PM

I am working on a final blog entry that will wrap-up and summarize our season. I should post that in the next few days.

In the meantime, here is a brief video I shot with my drone on our last day at Port Adriano. It doesn’t have much to do with boating, other than it begins by showing a bit of the squall that hit us while sitting in port.

The morning started fine and looked to be a nice day, but as I was sitting at my computer early in the morning I noticed the captain and stewardess (yes – they still call them that on yachts) from the next boat sitting on the front deck taking pictures. It made me curious what they were looking at so I went out to the bow and looked westward where their cameras were pointing.

There were dark storm clouds; some of the darkest I’ve seen and they were coming our way fast.

Within minutes the wind shot up to 20 knots, from nothing. Minutes later it hit 32 knots and we were besieged by rain. Pushed by the wind, the rain was coming sideways! I wanted to go outside to check our lines but I’d have been drenched in seconds.

And, then the lightning struck. It didn’t seem that bad, but it seemed incredibly close. Some of the strikes were really frightening the dogs.

As part of preparing for our departure, and in addition to all the packing, Roberta needed to do some final loads of laundry. As always, she called up the stairs to say, “Is it ok to start the dryer?” We were on shore power with all the power we could want, but it’s a rule on Sans Souci to alert me before starting any heavy appliances. I responded, “No problem” thinking that would be the end of it, but back came the reply, “Do you have the breaker off?”

Crap. I knew what this meant. The shorepower had gone out. I phoned Steven Argosy (Nordhavn 62, Seabird) to ask if his shorepower was out. It wasn’t. This meant it might just be our boat, so I headed down to the engine room.

We have an international shorepower converter called the Atlas. It allows our American boat to accept the 3-phase European power. I immediately noticed the bright red error light. On the LED was the message, “Voltage out of range.” That meant we had gotten some voltage surge due to the lightning and the Atlas had decided to shut down. I pressed reset and the error wouldn’t go away. “Why was this happening on our last day?,” I was thinking. I shut down the breaker right where the shorepower first enters the boat, powering down the Atlas completely. I waited a minute and powered it back up. It seemed to be coming up. Good! But, then it suddenly went black. Not good.

I checked the shorepower breaker. It was tripped. Double-crap. Normally this is an indication that the boat is drawing more amps than shorepower could provide. There was nothing running on the boat that required a significant amount of electricity. I flipped the breaker back on and started the power again. Seconds later, the power shut down again, but this time the breaker wasn’t tripped. It appeared I had blown the shorepower breaker.

We were connected to a 150 amp shorepower circuit. Tripping it should have been impossible. Something was definitely wrong. I decided that I should take a look at the power pedestal, and despite the driving rain went ashore to inspect it. Unfortunately, there were no breakers on it I could get at, and no indication of any sort as to whether the power was on or off.

I went up to the pilot house and called the marina, asking them to come reset the power pedestal. They, having common sense, said they wanted to wait for a break in the action and then send someone to check on our power. I knew this could take a while, so I used the time to type a note to the local gentleman (Richard) who I would be paying to look after our boat during the weeks until my guy Jeff, could fly over from Seattle to Mallorca to load Sans Souci onto a freighter.

“…
Richard:
CC: Jeff Sanson, Pacific Yacht Management

The storm today seems to have blown up Sans Souci’s shore power converter (the Atlas).

Richard – is there a time you could stop by today? (what time works for you?)

My plan is to:

– Run on the generator until we leave tomorrow
– Show you how to run the generator while we are gone
– Shut down everything on the boat to the bare minimum
– Have you run the generator twice a week for an hour (just to keep the batteries charged)
– Let Jeff figure out what to do when he gets here

Ken Williams
…”

I waited to hit send hoping for a miracle when the marina guy looked at the power pedestal. After about 30 minutes, there was a break in the rain, and someone did show up. I saw him look at the pedestal, open it, fiddle around, and then walk off. I walked out to the back deck to see what he’d found but he was already walking away. So, I went to my electric panel and seeing a green light shouted to Roberta, “The electricity is on! Yay!” The email above was never sent.

Anyway, this video shows just a brief bit of the rain. Steven (from Seabird) and I had made plans to fly our drones on the last day. However the rain was making it impossible. Plus, we were worried the marina would yell at us for taking up a drone in the marina. I called Steven to say, “It has stopped raining for a few minutes. Still want to fly? We can go up the hill to a playground I saw.” Steven said he didn’t want to take his drone out in the rain and I said I’d take a chance with mine.

As you’ll see in the video we did take the drone up, but the wind came back, and it started raining. The video is amazingly clear given that the drone was shaking trying to stabilize itself despite the wind. Had it been a clear day we’d have flown it over to the marina but I was too afraid of losing it. The rain was obscuring visibility and we shouldn’t have been playing at all .. but, what fun would that be? No guts, no glory. Plus, you know that old saying, “The primary difference between men and boys is the cost of their toys.” The best piece of the video is the part that unfortunately we lost. I was showing Steven how fast the drone could go and meant to stop it just before running into a fence, but … didn’t. Oops. The fence was fine and the drone was fine, but … it was a spectacular crash, and I wish the video hadn’t been lost. Anyway… this has very little to do with boating, but I think you’ll like it.

Port Adriano viewed from the air

Port Adriano viewed from the air

Click the link below in order to see the video. Don’t forget to click the little icon in the lower right corner of the video that makes it display full-screen.

http://www.kensblog.com/aspx/vimeoplayer.aspx?vimeo=138440035

Thank you!
Ken and Roberta Williams (with Keeley and Toundra)
Nordhavn 68, Sans Souci



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