July 13
Day began with a splash, or maybe I should say only a sprinkle. Hopped into the boat shower and found there was no cold water. Plenty of hot, scalding hot, water but no cold. First time we had used the boat shower this year, taking advantage of marinas until then. Poor Jerry, another project. Off to the marina to shower and then on our to way Hallowell Mills Cove.
Canadian Courtesy flag flying.
Left to sun and calm seas. Uneventful trip to Pitcon Bay and anchorage in Hallowell Mills Cove. 5 hours travel and at our destination at 2:45pm. Passed a cement plant where we saw for the THIRD time, the freighter Federal Alistar tied up!
The cove was well protected and peaceful except the EIGHT barking dogs at the only house in the area. Still a peaceful afternoon. I read the mystery novel from Nicole at Mooney Bay Marina while Jerry figured out the shower issue. Pressure balance valve was stuck. Mission accomplished.
Anchor alarm set on Aquamaps to alert us if the anchor was dragging. Couple false alarms while Jerry found an appropriate distance setting. Plenty of leftovers for dinner. Quiet evening and course plotted for travel to Trenton the next day.
July 14
Pretty restful night, the anchor alarm only went off twice! Most likely because of the amount of chain we had out allowed us to swing more than we anticipated. No worries. Jerry slept a lot more than he expected he would!! We had breakfast and then pulled anchor. LOTS of mud, good solid hold. Made us wish we had purchased a portable anchor washdown.
Cement plant
Weather was sunny, hot, and winds calm. I even drove for a tiny bit. We left at 8:50am and arrived in Trenton at 2:15pm.
First stop was for fuel and pump out. Dock hands fueled both tanks at the same time! 175 liters at $2.48/liter. Works out to about $9.39/gallon. Ouch! Thank goodness for the Canadian exchange. Now off to our slip.
This is where the excitement really begins. Efficient first mate that I am, I ready the lines. Dock hands at the ready to catch us at our slip. All of a sudden we've lost our starboard engine. Jerry was planning a stern in approach but now has to rethink that plan, quickly! Struggling and barely missing the bow of one boat with the stern of ours, I manage to get the lines to the dock hands. With their help and that of a neighboring boater we are finally tied, bow in. Quick discovery by one of the dock hands reveals that our bow line made it into the water and got sucked up by the starboard engine.
THE FIRST MATE NEEDS TO BE DEMOTED OR REPLACED!! I had draped the bow line so that it could be reached from the dock if necessary but unfortunately it dropped completely into the water. All my fault. I won't EVER do that again. I'm still kicking myself for that.
Fortunately the marina had a diver available. While Jerry waited for him to arrive I walked into town to
visit an ATM -- cash for the diver. Only $100. Expected much worse.
Docktails on FunIntended. Everyone trying to console me with tales of their previous misadventures. I know that crap happens but I know it will be a while before I can put this behind me.
Dinner at Tomasso's Italian Grille. Very good. Jerry tried their lasagna and I had their Chicken Souvlaki. Leftovers again..one of these days we need to eat them!
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