Heading North

After a week of waiting for an appropriate weather window to cross the Gulfstream to the Bahamas, and with no favorable prediction for the week to come, on March 7th we decided it was time to begin heading north.  We were disappointed that we didn't make it to the Bahamas this winter, but conditions and events conspired against us.  First, we were plagued with engine problems, which had to be dealt with and which left us wondering what might go wrong next. Then, as the boat began to behave better, the weather turned against us.  And, as all experienced cruisers know, it's far better to be sitting at the dock wishing you were on your way across the Gulfstream than to be out in the middle of it fighting angry seas and wishing you were still back at the dock. The great thing is that it'll still be there next year!

We were already beginning to meet other cruisers who were heading north to complete their own Great Loop Cruises, which made us realize that it was time to begin ours as well. So, we left lovely Boca Chita Key and pointed the bow of the Docker's Inn north. It was breezy with a light to moderate chop on Biscayne Bay as we headed for our first stop, which would be Ft. Lauderdale. Along the way we passed through the Port of Miami where a cruise ship was docked, and wondered what it would be like to pilot one of those monsters.

As we retraced the route we had taken just a week ago, it didn't seem as complicated to weave our way through various channels which now looked a little more familiar. Before we knew it, we were approaching the Las Olas Bridge and the marina which was our destination.

We ended up in a slip on the north side of the bridge, conveniently located near the marina office and facilities, which include very nice restrooms with showers, plus an enormous laundry room.

The Las Olas Marina is one of three municipal marinas in Ft. Lauderdale, which offer a 25% discount for BoatUS members. It's also an easy walk to the beach and restaurants.  That easily made up for the noise of being right by a bridge.

Shortly after arrival, we walked down Las Olas Blvd. to the beach, only to realize that this was the first week of the rolling college spring break. Right across the street from the famous Elbow Room, the beach was just covered with one solid mass of college kids.

Luckily, just south of that intersection, it was a little less crowded, so all was well.

This is an area where we had spent Christmas vacations many times in our own youth and we were anxious to see what it looked like now. One big difference is that women's bathing suits are a lot skimpier than they used to be, but Ken saw that as an improvement!

We spent three days in Ft. Lauderdale (the limit of consecutive days for the 25% discount) and then headed north up the ICW toward Palm Beach Gardens where we had another reservation. The weather forecast was not exactly perfect, with light breezes and 40% chance of scattered showers predicted, but we thought it would be OK for cruising. Boy, were we wrong! Although a good portion of our route was in protected waters of the ICW "ditch," we also had to traverse Lake Worth, and as luck would have it, that's when we got caught by a horrendous storm.  Just as we entered the southern end of Lake Worth, we heard a Coast Guard warning for the area which advised boaters to seek shelter.  One minute later, we were in 30 mph winds, gusting to 50 mph, with torrential rain pouring down on us in sheets so thich that visibility was practically zero. So much for seeking shelter.

Luckily, we were traveling with a buddy boat, the "Tony M," with experienced Great Loop cruisers, Pete and Joanne onboard.  They were right ahead of us, so I struggled to keep them in sight, while Ken rushed around lowering and zipping up strataglass panels and then mopping up all the water which was pouring in through the zippers. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we made it through the storm and pulled in to the fuel dock at Loggerhead Marina - Palm Gardens, where we spent what turned out to be a beautiful night. We were rewarded with an exquisite sunset, as we remembered the old adage, "Red at night, sailor's delight."

The next morning dawned sunny and breezy, but after what we had experienced the day before, 10-15 mph winds didn't bother us at all. We had a pleasant cruise to Loggerhead Marina - Stuart, where we planned to spend a few days before heading north again. It felt like coming home again as we pulled into the same slip we had left back in late February. We wasted no time in contacting our cruising friends Steve and Jean onboard "Sun Cat" at a neighboring marina and inviting them to join us for Happy Hour at Wahoos at the foot of our dock.

While in Stuart we did our laundry and stocked up with provisions for our trip back to Charleston. We also drove our car (which we had left at Stuart) to Sebastian and left it with Ken's brother and sister-in-law.  This was also an excuse for a nice visit with them before leaving Florida.

March 18th, the day of our departure, was a beautiful day. The current was with us and we made good time, so we cruised past our planned anchorage at Wabasso and continued on to just south of Melbourne before dropping the hook. Along the way, we were joined by three dolphins who were surfing and jumping our wake.

They stayed with us until we had to slow down for a "No Wake" zone.  We enjoyed the scenery in the Wabasso area, including some lovely waterfront homes.

One of the benefits to local boaters in areas along the Indian River is that dredging for the ICW channel creates "spoils" islands which end up being nice recreation spots on weekends.  We anchored between two of these at Statute Mile 925. Cruisers can go ashore with their dinghies to explore them.

The next day, once again, it was such a wonderful day for cruising that we just kept going until we felt like stopping, passing Melbourne, Cocoa, and Titusville along the way. Then we crossed the Indian River and entered the Haulover Canal toward Mosquito Lagoon. The canal was fascinating, with lots of people either in small boats or lining the shores fishing, probably because it was Saturday and a beautiful day to be there.

We followed the Mosquito Lagoon to the Indian River North, to New Smyrna Beach, and past Ponce Inlet.  In this area we had to be careful to stay on the ICW and not get lured into a wrong channel.  When we reached Rockhouse Creek anchorage (Statute Mile 842) we found it full, so we continued on to an anchorage at Daytona Beach.  This turned out to be a great spot to watch the "Super Moon" rise which, unfortunately, we couldn't get a good photo of, but the sunset was pretty nice from there, too.

That whole day we were seeing things as if for the first time because, when we passed them in the fall on our way south, it had been raining with very poor visibility, somewhat like our crossing of Lake Worth this time around, but without the wind.

The niext morning we pulled up a very muddy anchor and moved on. We passed by the municipal marina and passed under various bridges as we left Daytona Beach, then past Flagler Beach and Palm Coast.

We arrived at St. Augustine in the early afternoon and decided to continue on, since we had visited there in the fall.

We noticed as we passed by that anchorages north and south of the Bridge of Lions are now mooring fields, leaving little space for other cruisers to anchor there anyway. So, we continued on another 13 miles to the Pine Island anchorage (Statute Mile 765) where there was only one sailboat already there.

Our final day in Florida turned out to be probably the best cruising day we have ever experienced, with breathtaking views created by mirror-like waters in front of us.

We stopped briefly at Fernandina Beach to fuel up and pump out our holding tank and then bid Florida adieu, continuing on to the anchorage at Cumberland Island in Georgia.  But the best cruising day was followed by one of the worst nights we have spent at anchor.  During the night, the wind kicked up as the tide changed, and we ended up being broadsided by swells that kept us awake hoping that the anchor would hold. Of course, it did, so all was well except for the lost sleep.

This morning all was calm again, so we pulled up the anchor and took advantage of the rising tide in the morning so as to arrive at Jekyll Island around slack tide just before noon, with a slight breeze which made crossing St. Andrew Sound quite easy.  Along the way, we did experience one incident which could have turned out much worse that it did.  At the Cumberland Dividings, the trickiest part of this route, my sleep deprived brain allowed me to temporarily forget that, when travelling north on the ICW, one must pass red channel markers to port (left side), not starboard (right side).  Luckily, we reached this area on a rising tide and did not run aground as I went out of the channel briefly. Ugh! What an awful sound as we hit bottom, but kept going. Hopefully, we didn't damage the props.

Coming in to the dock at Jekyll Harbor Marina was easily done thanks to negligible current and a slight westerly breeze to ease us in between two other boats to a safe landing.  Tomorrow we will continue our journey north.