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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

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

In just a few days Roberta, the dogs and myself will fly home to Seattle. For us, the season is over.

Three weeks from now Sans Souci will load onto a freighter also destined for Seattle.  We’re not sure when we’ll see her next. It could be Florida, when the boat changes freighters, but our best guess is that it will be sometime next spring in Seattle. We’re hoping the boat arrives in Seattle soon enough that we can do whatever repairs we want to do prior to next summer’s Pacific Northwest cruising season. That said, there’s nothing that would stop us from cruising the moment the boat arrives.

These past few days have been a mix of emotions.

We left Seattle in May 2009 alongside two other boats; Seabird and Grey Pearl. As most of the readers of my blog know, we crossed the Bering Sea together in the adventure of a lifetime: The Great Siberian Sushi Run (GSSR.)

Roberta and I split from the group in Hong Kong, with Seabird and Grey Pearl continuing on to Thailand while we shipped Sans Souci direct to Turkey. There were a number of reasons we split from the pack, but the largest one was that our dog (Shelby) was showing signs that it might be her last year and we didn’t want to leave her home. There was no way she could have made the trip to Thailand.

We thought our group would reconvene in Turkey the following year, but then the Grey Pearl was destroyed by fire in Thailand. Seabird joined us in Turkey and we did some amazing cruising of the Eastern Med (Turkey, Greece, Montenegro, Croatia, Italy, Malta), while Braun and Tina (owners of the Grey Pearl) dealt with their insurance company and the quest for a new boat.

A replacement for Grey Pearl was found on the US east coast, a Nordhavn 64, and was renamed to “Ocean Pearl.” Braun and Tina Jones started working their way toward the Med, with a side trip north to the Baltic, and we all made plans to rendezvous in Mallorca for some cruising, after which we would ship our boats to the Caribbean. This was to be our happy reunion before we start our next big adventure.

However… Roberta and I bailed on cruising the Caribbean.

I talked about it in an earlier blog, and as these things tend to be there were a lot of factors. We hit a long stretch of bad weather around the time we were making the decision, and when we thought about spending another three or four months on the boat this winter, we just decided it would be more fun to be at our normal winter home in Cabo. We are missing our family and look forward to being closer to home for a while. Plus, this Sans Souci (our Nordhavn 68) hasn’t yet had a chance to cruise the Pacific Northwest, one of the best cruising grounds in the world.

So, when Seabird and Ocean Pearl arrived yesterday, instead of our reunion being full of planning for our next big adventure, we all knew that it is really a goodbye. We will see each other again, and it would be awesome if we could cruise together again. Our boats have each come nearly 20,000 miles since leaving Seattle. It’s been a heck of a ride, but Sans Souci is returning home, and given that both Seabird and Ocean Pearl’s owners are east-coasters, they will also be moseying towards home. We haven’t discussed it, but I suspect they also see this as a homecoming for their boats.

It is awesome having us back together, and we’ll have fun, but it is only for three days, and it’s on land. That’s the depressing part.

But enough of all the sad stuff. We’ve still got two more days of celebrating!

And… there are actually TWO reunions going on. In 2004 we crossed the Atlantic as part of a group called the NAR: Nordhavn Atlantic Rally. Alongside us were Grey Pearl and the Nordhavn 57, Goleen (plus several other boats.) Goleen’s owners (Chris and Sonaia Samuelson) are now living on Mallorca and we have a large dinner planned with the whole group tonight.

One of the very best things about boating is the people you meet. And, one of the saddest things about boating is that the boats are constantly on the move. You meet people, and then they move their boat, and then you move your boat, and then your paths don’t cross again for many years, thousands of miles from where you first met.

The people who cross oceans on boats are a unique breed. It takes a different kind of personality to leave the comfort of home and explore the world, crossing vast bodies of water, on a tiny boat. There have been many occasions when Roberta and I were running offshore in heavy seas, watching lightning out the window while being shaken like a ragdoll in a dog’s mouth, where we said to each other, “Remind me again. Why am I here?” The answer is because that’s who we are, and that we would be hopelessly bored without the challenge and sense of adventure. This is the common bond we share with the other cruisers we meet.

Often, we have said to each other that if Toundra and Keeley (our pups) could talk, they would almost certainly say, “Why can’t we have normal parents?” They have their own passports and although they are young, they have logged many thousands of air miles, run thousands of miles at sea, and visited over a dozen countries.

I’m not sure what our next boating adventure will be. We’re not really thinking beyond getting the boat home. We’ve been paying for a boat slip for nearly a decade at Roche Harbor (in the San Juan islands near Seattle) and the boat has never been in it! We’re looking forward to spending some time at Roche Harbor and perhaps visiting Alaska again, and then – who knows?

Roberta and I are spending today making lists of things we want to get fixed when the boat gets to Seattle. The good news is that there isn’t much to be done. The bad news is that I am confident we’ll  add to the list between now and when the boat gets to Seattle. I just don’t know what those projects will be yet, but once you start thinking, “Wouldn’t it be nice if…?” I’m sure the list will grow.

Anyway… I’ll probably do one more blog entry after this one, just to wrap up the season, and when we know more about what are plans are for enhancing the boat, and cruising, I’ll do another entry.

The GSSR group in 2015, together for the first time this year. L to R: Roberta Williams, Braun Jones, Steven Argosy, Ken Williams, Tina Jones, Carol Argosy

The GSSR group in 2009 at our first stop in Hokkaido Japan (L to R: Steven, Carol, Braun, Tina, Roberta, Ken)

Ocean Pearl entering the marina at Port Adriano, Mallorca Spain. Ken and Steven jumped onto the bow to work the bowlines. Tina is in the back to do the stern lines, and Captain Braun is at the controls.

Ocean Pearl stern-tied at Port Adriano.

Our GSSR group in 2009 at the Ashiya Japan marina (near Osaka) at the completion of that year’s cruising. (L to R: Braun, Steven, Ken, Carol, Tina, Roberta – and, SHELBY!)

This picture doesn’t completely fit with the others, but shows what happens if you stay too long in a marina… Sooner or later the black water tank fills up (if you don’t know what that is, consider yourself lucky.) We’ve been in a lot of marinas where boats dump raw sewage into the water, and I even had a truly horrid experience having to dive into the water at one of them. It would be a sin to dump black water at a marina as beautiful as Port Adriano, and we were too lazy to take the boat out to sea to dump black water, so I had the marina send someone to do pump out. The cost: 150 euros! Yuck.

Seabird, stern tied at the Port Adriano marina.

Sans Souci – note the two boats we are parked between. From this side we look of comparable size, but we are actually much shorter than them.

Ocean Pearl is on the far right in this picture. I included the picture only to show how large the boats are around us. Sans Souci is also in the picture but hidden behind the blue-hulled 111’ sailboat on our starboard side, and the 108’ power boat on our port side.

The strange looking boat in the center of this photo is 130’ long and also named “Ocean Pearl.” In a bizarre coincidence, they were arriving to Port Adriano at the same time as Seabird and both Steven Argosy and I were tracking the boat thinking it was our friends. Steven tried calling them on the radio and couldn’t understand why they didn’t respond.

When word spreads that the GSSR is in town we seem to attract “fans.” Here Braun is trying to fend off several admirers (nah… they are performers from the show we were watching, but … I like my story better.)

Chris and Sonaia Samuelson from Goleen (Nordhavn 57). We ran side-by-side with them and Nordhavn 62 Grey Pearl in 2004 across the Atlantic.

Grey Pearl running next to Goleen, in 2004 during our Atlantic crossing.

Grey Pearl with Goleen in the background, in 2004 somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic. Whee!

Seabird off the coast of Albania during a squall. Do we know how to have fun, or what?

Here’s our own Sans Souci in a series of pictures taken by Steven Argosy while we were taking a leisurely ride across the Bering Sea

Thank you!
Ken and Roberta Williams (and, Toundra and Keeley)
MV Sans Souci