We knew that a storm was due in that night and we were harbor-secure
but I have not been aboard Hobbes in such downpours. Leaks at the mast and
forward port light was no surprise but I could not believe that rain could come
through the closed companionway with such force. I sat there holding a camp
towel up across the hatch, in the dark, for I don’t know how long. Earlier I
had sprayed my windbreaker with water repellant, now I wished that I had
sprayed my bag as it and the mat below it became soaked. We were also pinned by
the wind against the dock. Here in Florida, as is a lot of the East Coast,
there are no floating docks but solid and unforgiving piers and keeping fenders
in place is a challenge and I was concerned about Hobbes little 44-year old rub
rail being rubbed away. First light was a blessing as we all got up to the
marina office and then to a nearby McDonalds for hot coffee and breakfast. The
rain let up and we got all our wet gear into the marina laundry drier, then for
a walk to check out the launch ramp. With 20-knot head winds predicted for the
rest of the week it’s time to rethink our options for getting to Apalachicola!
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