Day 182…Water Boggen Fun

Welcome to day 182 of  365 photos…the Water Boggen wasn’t too busy today so we pulled into the parking lot so that I could get a few photos. The Water Boggen is on Emerald Isle. Since tomorrow is Saturday, we won’t be able to get onto the island, let alone into the parking lot of… Continue Reading

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Power Boat Storm Tactics – Running With The Waves

When you design a yacht to deal with heavy weather, the process is made difficult by a lack of real world experience in truly dangerous conditions. But occasionally events transpire from which you can learn something. One of those is depicted above in the photo sent in by Peter Watson, the owner of FPB 64-6 […]

You say saloon, I say salon….

Doesn’t matter how you say that very important boat space – salon or saloon – it all translates into a special place where family and friends gather to share a meal, watch TV or a movie or listen to music when being outside isn’t an option.The salon on…

Day 181…Camera Settings

Welcome to day 181 of  365 photos…check your camera settings often to be sure that they are correct. How often have I read that? Because I have been reading a lot about photography since the 365 photo quest has begun, I can tell you that I have read that statement MANY times – numerous times… Continue Reading

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June 28-July 10, 2014 Pensacola, FL – Fairhope, AL – Daphne, AL – Columbus, MS

          Just a little post script to the Pensacola story; the conclusion to my most recent update.  This is the humble little home my parents had built and moved into two weeks before I was born in 1940; where my brother, Bob, and I grew up; and where my parents lived until 2006 when they moved to an assisted living facility. I’ve always loved those beautiful trees.  No one lived behind us because the two spinsters who lived on the corner had a tennis court built back there.  That’s where Bob and I learned to roller skate.

             Across the street from our house is  a park…which isn’t a park.  

     No swings or slides or park benches but ancient mammoth sprawling oaks that were great for climbing way back then… 

and they still are.  I couldn’t resist!

     Our oldest son, Chad, brought our 13 year old grandson, Zack, to cruise from Pensacola to Fairhope as a “trial” to see if he’d like to continue with us for a week as we mosey north into Alabama, Mississippi, and Tennessee.

     As we were leaving Pensacola Harbor, we saw Chad driving away.  On Find My Friends, we saw him already back home in Daphne and we weren’t quite to Ft. Pickens yet.  45 minutes for him; 7-8 hours for us.


     When we arrived at the Fairhope Yacht Club, Chad was there to take our lines.  I think Zack was most happy to have his feet back on terra firma.


     Our fly bridge view from our slip in the Fairhope Yacht Club of the new clubhouse and their yacht basin.


      Sammy’s closely watching to make sure Bill has enough hot air to extinguish 68 candles.  His birthday occurred the weekend that we were fortunate enough  to be able to spend with Chad, Ginger, and their children in their huge Daphne home.  We’re so accustomed to living in +/- 300 square feet and even though we’ve been in their home before, when we stepped into the entry, we both audibly exclaimed at the shear enormity of their house.  Their foyer is larger than our total floor space. Chad and Ginger prepared a wonderful Cajun Shrimp Creole birthday dinner for everyone and Publix did a fine job on a carrot cake, Bill’s favorite.
     We rode our bikes from the Yacht Club, along the bay, and to Point Clear where the charming and alluring historic Grand Hotel has stood since the 1840’s. Overlooking Mobile Bay, it was a prime vacation spot for wealthy Victorian-Era families.  Through fires, floods and hurricanes, the Grand Hotel has survived.  The main part of the hotel with the dining rooms and bars are in the area photographed below.

     And here we have Bill, my first born, Chad, me, but no Ginger.  Fun lunch in the shade of a spreading oak tree in the courtyard of Fairhope’s Panini Pete’s at the Fairhope French Quarter. Ginger had just left when we remembered that we can never remember to take photos of all of us. I hi-jacked a young boy to be our photog—he worked for free! 😎.


     I found her!!!  Ginger has more energy than any ten people collectively, that I’ve ever seen.  She’s hard to catch but here she is.  Look quick because, like a vapor, she’ll be gone again before you can blink.


     We love our lifestyle and our lives and here are a couple reasons why that are very recent experiences.  The afternoon we arrived in Fairhope, we left and were away from the boat for a while. When we arrived home, we found someone’s boat card (like a business card but contains boat info) wedged in the door.  I emailed the couple thanking them for dropping by, told them expected length of our stay there; and briefly what our cruising intentions are after leaving Fairhope.  The next morning a couple bearing a huge canvas bag of books and charts, knocked.  They introduced themselves as Bob and Vicki and have made this river trip 42 times so they are familiar with even twist and turn.  I took notes as fast as I could write while we listened to them and Bill was following in the charts.  They gave us a copy of their favorite stops along the way and warnings of where NOT to stop.  Each day they’ve checked on us to ask where we are and what will be our destination for that day.  Vicki even offered to take me blueberry picking!  Cruisers are just the most phenomenal, generous, gracious, and caring people!
     Later that morning, we noticed a man walking our way down the dock and looking at our boat.  Bill opened the door to speak and long story short, his name is also Bill. We invited him in and he told us that he has a sailboat but has just begun to consider a trawler.  We jumped up and down and clapped our hands with glee.  He wants us to talk to him about our favorite subject!!!  How much better can it get???  How lucky can we be!!??  We filled his ears with probably far more information than he thought his noggin could absorb.  We just couldn’t quit regurgitating boat stuff.  

     He was a delight to meet and an exciting conversationalist.  By the time we parted, we felt as if we’d known him for years as an old friend and not just a new acquaintance. 
    

     Bill invited us for cocktails and dinner at The Grand Hotel, Point Clear, that evening and what a memorable joy that was for us.  We hated for the evening to end because he was such a stimulating and intriguing man with whom we could delight in a relaxed and casual conversation and so importantly (to us) someone who understands the meaning of engaging in dialogue.  The sun was setting over Mobile Bay and this was our view as we dined with our new friend, Bill.


     We anticipate seeing him on our return trip and spending an appreciable amount of time with him.  When we said our goodbyes, he entrusted us with this from Mark Twain. “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.”  Does that not transport ponderous meaning!

     Zack decided he’d rather stay home, work for his dad and make some mad money (since his iPhone took a fatal plunge into the murk off our dock) so we sadly took our leave, although were thankful for the time we had with our children.  This is a very rare opportunity so I savored it every second.

     As a child, our family drove to Mobile often to shop for clothes and shoes but this was the first time to travel over the Bankhead Tunnel although I think it bears another name today. To see Mobile from the river and explore (with my eyes) the Port of Mobile, was really special for me.


     Our first anchorage after leaving Fairhope was Old Lock #1.  Very peaceful and quiet.  We saw a few tugs and barges but no other boats all day long.
     Day was just about done by the time our anchor was set so we chilled and enjoyed the end of a wonderful day and reminisced about the pleasure of visiting, unhurried, with our children.
     The next morning, this sight welcomed us.  If this isn’t a promise from our heavenly Father for a magnificent day stretched out before us, I don’t know what is!
     
     On Day 5 after leaving Fairhope, we arrived at Kingfisher Bay Yacht Basin, Demopolis, AL, a new and beautiful facility.  Brand new pool, new laundry facilities, beautiful showers, a raised covered deck with lounge chairs, grills, a wet bar and whatever a cruiser might need to enjoy their stay.   A courtesy car and a golf cart were at our disposal to get from one area of the expansive marina to another or to go into the sleepy little southern town that progress has forgotten.  Upon our arrival, other cruisers came to welcome us and take our lines.  The people we meet make this life so much fun.  Fellow cruisers are never strangers.
     We’ve been through just a few locks but after going through 100 in Canada and NY, this is nothing!  Notice on the left, the enormous amounts of water spilling over the dam.
    
                    We’re entering the lock preparing for our ride up.

     We are in Day 8 and mile 266 since beginning our river cruise and other than the tugs and a few bass boats, there has been NO boat traffic.  It’s doubtful that we’ve seen more than a dozen shanties along these river banks, yet in some areas of CA, people are practically living on top of each other.  They could move here and have inexpensive water front property.
     I was fascinated by these birds that were diving and swooping and becoming an ornament on every bollard.  It was difficult for me to fend off the lock wall and take pictures at the same time.  Was so afraid my phone would end up in the drink like poor Zack’s.  


     These aren’t the White Cliffs of Dover but are on the west side of the Tombigbee River just east of Livingston, AL

      This afternoon we tucked into Columbus Marina, Mississippi, and are relishing being plugged in with the air conditioning to banish memories of the last several hot and humid days.  It’s nap time just as soon as I place my final period.


     I am finally caught up with our blog and what a relief.  No more “to-be-continued’s” because we’re actually where we say we are!!!


Bill and Laura Bender
Kindred Spirit III
Columbus, Mississippi
10 July 2014

TripAdvisor GreenLeaders Recognition

We are very excited to announce that Making Waves Boatel has been recognized as a receipt of the TripAdvisor® GreenLeaders program. The program is about acknowledging conscientious and socially responsible members of the hospitality industry for their green practices. The … Continue reading

Staircase!

It’s 11:11 pm after a grueling day, a fun evening with Tucker and a lovely few hours with Wiggles.  How does she do it all you ask?  I ask too.  It must be the 3.25 mile walk I start the day with nearly every morning, even in the rain. &…

Day 180 – 365 Project…Cow-itch

Welcome to day 180 of  365 photos…this pretty coral Cow-itch vine caught my eye today on the way to the grocery store. I turned the car around and jumped out long enough to grab a few photos. When I took the photos, I didn’t know what kind of flower it was.  I looked it up… Continue Reading

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Med 2014

Med 2014

The 2014 cruising season has finally begun. I will be the first to admit my negligence in not blogging our trip to Croatia toward the end of last season after Greece, but I think I was having such a good time I just never got around to doing it. I will get around to the details of it sooner or later, but for now I will be fast forwarding to this year!

Last season ended with a cruise on a cruise ship across the Atlantic. Why you say? First of all, a two week cruise is cheaper than a business class air ticket, if you can believe that. Secondly, it is very relaxing and lastly, the time zones change only once every few days and by the time you arrive in Florida, our home, you suffer no jet lag. We liked it so much that we decided to do the same trip coming back to Croatia this spring, via London. Oh, one more BIG advantage. There are no limitations on luggage on a ship so we brought 8 suitcases, two of which were filled with clothes and the other six with spare boat parts! See what that costs you on a transatlantic flight!

8 Suitcases!

                                                                                     The smaller 2 of the 8 had clothes in them

We ended up wintering at Mandalina Marina in Sibenik, Croatia, which turned out to be a wonderful place. They are in the process of building a 5 Star resort and it looks to me like it will be finished in about a year or two. Both Ken on Sans Souci and I employed a great guy named Ante Muic to look after our boats and he did a great job. In the past we have had both decent and absolutely HORRID experiences from our “winter watchers”. Many times the boats were neglected and in one instance the watcher was so negligent that we had damage to our boats. We generally are only there for one season and they know it. Ante was a different Breed. He really cared about the boats and did his best job. I highly recommend him.

I had three projects that were to be done over the winter. Two of them came out spectacular and the other, the varnish, just never got done, which was disappointing. It really looks horrible and will have to wait until the end of the season to get it done. My hope is that it gets really bad and just completely flakes off. I have zero patience for doing it myself and it would probably end up looking worse than it does now!

We had a new canvas cover made for the upper aft deck and it came out really nice. The only problem was that the guy who made it put a HUGE advertising sign attached to the canvas and I had to wait until we left to clip the stitches off and remove it. I did not want to hurt his feelings.

                                                                                                    New canvas aft top

A BIG PROBLEM FINALLY SOLVED

One day, about ten years ago, not long after we had purchased Seabird, we were docked at our marina in St Augustine, FL and the guy who was waxing our hull asked us to turn the boat around in the slip so that he could wax the other side. I backed out of the slip into shallow water and got stuck in the mud. I revved up the engine to free us and went back into the slip. Shortly after that, an angry, red faced little guy came charging down the dock, waving his arms, screaming and yelling at us. Evidently, when I revved the engine, a plume of greasy black soot came out of the exhaust pipe and landed on his wife, who was wearing a pure white cocktail dress, now covered with the innards of Seabird’s main beast of an engine. I looked over only to see this poor woman in tears, covered in black spots, looking sort of like a white Leopard. I apologized profusely and offered to pay for the cleaning or a new dress. Her husband was very gracious and did not want any payment. Since that day, we have periodically “dusted” other boats from Connecticut to Thailand, and maybe a few people too! All of these apologies in different languages were getting kind of old. Here is the story……

We have had this nagging exhaust problem on Seabird since we owned purchased the boat 11 years ago. Many, if not most Nordhavns have what is called a “dry exhaust”. Most pleasure boats have a seawater pump that sends water to a heat exchanger on the engine, cooling it and then sending the water, mixed with the exhaust, overboard. Most Nordhavns have my system which is similar to a diesel truck system that sheds the exhaust, without mixing in any seawater, high above the boat thorough a long pipe. The engine is cooled by a network of pipes that are attached to the outside of the hull on the bottom. The seawater cools the pipes with coolant running through them, which subsequently cools the engine by circulating it in a closed loop. It is a VERY reliable system with a negligible failure rate because there is no seawater coming into the boat for cooling.

The ONLY problem I have had with it is this horrible sooting periodically. When it rains, some water comes into the stack, washing any exhaust residue inside the 20 foot long pipe, collecting at the bottom. Once it dries and you start up the engine, your neighbors start to hate you as the black greasy dust bunnies blast out of the top of the exhaust pipe and settles on their boats. It only lasts for 10 seconds or so, but if you owned a white boat next to me, that was enough!

I decided to solve the problem once and for all over the winter and Ante said he had the right guy for the job. The result was what you see below. A custom made cover that is controlled by a line and pulleys. Before I start the engine, I pull on the rope from the aft deck and it opens for cruising. I have small velcro’d places over the start keys to remind me to uncover the stack before starting. It works absolutely great and I have not had a single speck of soot since then.

So, to whomever that poor woman was in St Augustine, know that my experience with you prompted a ten year search resulting in a solution and no one again will suffer your fate.

                                                                                 You can see the line in the center of the stack cover

                                                                                   We pull on the line and the stack cover opens

                                                                                It actually opens another 20 degrees from this.  So far 
                                                                                so good this summer!

As I get older and more forgetful…..I have this

HAULOUT

We decided to do a haulout while in Croatia to tend to some bottom issues and get some paint repairs done. We had a few dings and gouges on the hull and swim platform from previous seasons. We had also applied a special copper coating on the bottom called “CopperCoat” which is supposed to last 15 years. Unfortunately, we shipped the boat from Thailand and did not have the time or opportunity to “reactivate” the paint, which means a quick sanding if it has been out of the water for more than a few days. During this haulout, we would have that opportunity.

Kremik Service turned out to be a great service company. They did a good job for us repairing the swim platform, touching up the paint and cleaning our underwater hardware. I tried a new prop antifouling coating this year called Velox. It is a fraction of the price of Propspeed, a coating that I have used in the past with great disappointment.

                                                                              The sign says it is an 80 ton lift but when I told the guy we 
                                                                              only were 70 tons, he still grimaced after seeing the boat!

Our wing engine prop with an experimental coating. It
looks like a stick of deodorant. You rub it on and supposedly
the barnacles and worms hate it.  I will report later on the 
success or failure.

A SAD MOMENT

We had a sad occurrence after we arrived in Sibenik. There was a wild party on the dock next to us with a family of charterers. Sometime in the wee hours of the morning, the father tripped and fell overboard, drowning. They searched for the body all of the next day and in late afternoon, it surfaced in back of our boat! it was heartbreaking to see the grief of his family. We learned many years ago that boats can be dangerous places and partying needs to be done responsibly.

With all of the work completed, the boat was in good shape and ready to to our summer cruising. All that was missing was Sans Souci and her crew of four (Ken, Roberta and the two dogs, who arrived a few days after we returned from the shipyard.


Ken, Roberta, Keely and Toundra

                                                                              Sans Souci

The plan this year was to slowly work our way down to Montenegro, which is a fun stop with cheap fuel to boot. Ken and Roberta decided that they had seen enough of Croatia and would make a beeline to Montenegro, only stopping in Dubrovnik to clear out of the country. We continued with our plan and took a week to get there, stopping in Trogir, Hvar, Mjet and Cavtat, where we cleared out of Croatia.


Seabird from way up top in Hvar, Croatia

  In Cavtat, a bad storm decided to pick on this guy!
  Maybe its a sign that he needs to give more of his money to charity!


Trogir was one of our favorite stops in Croatia                 The main pier is against a huge walled city

                                                           For some reason, people do not think boats are private 
                                                            property.  Maybe in her country they are not!  Or, maybe 
                                                            she was just tired…… Now she is all over the internet!

We arrived in Montenegro about a week and a half behind Sans Souci. This was to be our launching point for the summer cruise to Italy, Malta, Sardinia and Corsica, with a plan to winter the boats in Imperia, Italy. 

                                                                                 This is our “projected” path this summer

At least, that was the plan……

Next up: Cruise to Italy. 

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