March 2012

To paraphrase Arnold Swartzenegger in Terminator II, we’re baaack! Yes, we are back aboard Cbay after a week at home going to doctors and taking care of business. For those who worry about such things we are fine. Jan was diagnosed with an impinged rotator cuff and she now has her physical therapy equipment onboard […]

An apology is owed to my faithful readers. When last we left you I had promised to tell you the story of our adventure from St. Augustine to Jacksonville and frankly tomorrow never came. It must be that the shock of being on dry land and at home sleeping in our bed that does not

It seems that at every turn today we were running into some religious experience, so if you are among the unwashed heathen then you may choose to skip this entry even though you perhaps need it more than anyone else. As we left the boat this morning we were on a mission(pun intended) or more

    Yes friends I have finally done it! An opportunity arose to wrestle an alligator and I had to volunteer. When dealing with these dangerous reptiles one must be prepared and grab the psychological advantage from the very start. If you will remember, I told you that I had eaten gator cakes for dinner

    In an effort to beat the projected high winds that have been predicted, we shoved off at 0645 from Hammock Beach and headed north toward St. Augustine which is only 25 miles distant. The ride was fairly uneventful until we turned up the San Sebastian River toward our marina. That is when the

The wind blew and the rain poured all night but we awoke to a clear day except the wind remained a bit blustery like in Winnie the Pooh. Jan wanted to do a bit of laundry because the facilities are so nice and so close and I had several projects that needed attention.    

    As you can see we are the proud possessors of a fine set of wheels. Yes it is an H3 Hummer and we look like hot stuff riding in it courtesy of Frank and Fay. First thing this morning we went to a little marina near here which is an authorized Mercury dealer

My father use to tell me when I was young that I was the only one he knew who could fall in a barrel of horse manure and come out smelling like a rose every time. I wish that were true all of the time but today at least it was totally true. Casting off

Today we were off at the crack of dawn or at least as soon thereafter as possible. The crew was scrambling at 0630 to loosen the lines and take in the power cords and by 0645 we were underway. Turning northward in the ICW we vowed to try and stay within the channel and avoid