Rick's Travel Adventures



Episode 116 - Enjoying the Boot Key Harbor Community

Thursday, 4 May 2017 - A boat near me sank last night. I was told it was a 27' Morgan sloop. It will be interesting to find out what caused it to settle in Davy Jones' Locker.Only the mast is above water.
                  Speaking of Morgans, friends of my very good and helpful friend, Gary Powers, showed up in the marina this morning. He owned a 38' Morgan, as do his friends. The friends have been sailing for about 17 years. We made contact this morning by VHF radio and I'm anxious to meet them. They are passing through on their way to Key West with two or three other sailboats. Perhaps we'll get a chance to meet tomorrow.
                  I headed over to one of the Burdine's marine dock to get some gas, and as I pulled away from Island Time, I discovered an iguana about a foot long on my swim platform. I'm curious as to how he got there. I suppose he could have swum all the way out here, but I don't think it's likely, especially since I reached over and grabbed him and put him on my dinghy, where upon he jumped in the water and I never saw him again. I don't know if he sank, attached himself to the outer hull of the dinghy, or went back to Island Time underwater. I circled slowly to watch for him, but he had disappeared for good.

Friday, Cinco de Mayo - Mom's Birthday - Mother and I had always liked Mexican food, so I planned on going to a Mexican restaurant this evening. Actually I went to the only one in Marathon that is within walking distance, arriving there about 8 o'clock. Actually, it may be the only one, which surprises me. They had been so busy during the day that they had closed. I had figured that, if anything, they might be too crowded because of the celebration. I had barbecue instead. Pretty good, but over priced. Amazingly, I really haven't found any restaurant in Marathon that I think has really good food.
                  Earlier in the day I finally got to test the water proof case for my iPhone. I fell in the water getting off my dinghy on the way to an office that I needed to get to before closing. I arrived quite wet, but my phone stayed dry.

Saturday, 6 May - I had a red fluid appear in my bilge recently and decided it's time to figure out what it is. It could be diesel fuel, transmission fluid, or hydraulic fluid; all of which are red. Unfortunately, my nose isn't trained well enough to tell the difference. That would make it a lot easier. I got down into the engine room with a mirror and flashlight but could not find any leak anywhere. While there, I decided to try to dry out the pan below the engine so I can tell where drips are coming from. Unfortunately, it is too hard to access to get all the fluids out, but I found no red fluid there at all. There was a trace of red in the bilge back by the transmission, but I could find no leak, and back there it could be coming from either the tranny or from further back in the aft cabin where the hydraulics are. I'll look there tomorrow.
                  I had tried off and on all afternoon to reach the friends of Gary Powers, Bob and Susan Simmons, that sailed into the harbor on Thursday and, finally, around 5pm, they called on the VHF. I went over to their 38' Morgan, Sun Rise and we chatted until almost 9pm. Very nice people with about 17 years of sailing under their belts. They'll be here about a week. I hope to see them again.

Sunday, 7 May - A beautiful, calm day here, with not much needed to be done. I raised the mattress in the aft cabin to access the hydraulics and could not really find any leak there, but the reservoir was low. That can be from the fluid escaping out the vent. I thought I'd better bleed the system of air, but it turned out that there was only about 1 1/2 oz. missing, so all it really needed was topping off. I couldn't get any air to bleed out. It may be possible that that little bit of hydraulic fluid spread out on top of the water in the bilge is what I was seeing, but I'll continue to monitor the situation. Perhaps something only leaks while the engine is running.
                  Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon the owner of a 44' Antigua, Wind Shadow, came by to see my boat. His boat is built on the last hull formed by CSY, and finished by as an Antigua after CSY sold out. I'm sure our boats are very similar and, in fact, almost indistinguishable from the outside, although his is a walk through, meaning he can go from the salon of his boat to the aft cabin while staying below decks, while mine is a walk-over. I have to exit the salon up into the cockpit, then back down into the aft cabin. Each has its advantages. He can always stay dry doing so, even if it is raining, while I can only do so IF the cockpit enclosure is already zipped up. My boat has the advantage of having a cockpit almost twice as large as his and has much more storage space because the passageway he has from front to rear takes up so much space.

Monday, 8 May - Saturday, 13 May -- Ok, I got behind on typing up the details on this episode and now have no idea exactly what I did each day this week. Sorry. I do know most of this week was spent going through, tossing out and/or straightening up a bunch of paperwork on the boat. I also visited another CSY and the Antigua, Wind Shadow. I always enjoy doing this, as it gives me ideas about how to accomplish things on my boat and/or I can help others with ideas of how things are on Island Time. Every CSY is different, but with lots of similarities, too.

Sunday, 14 May - Friday, 19 May -- Oh my gosh! Here it is Friday already and I find I haven't been completing my log any better this week than last. I guess I've been enjoying myself too much reading a couple of books, visiting with friends, helping strangers and meeting new friends, etc.

That said, I'll get this published and try to be a better and more prolific writer this coming week.


  • Here are a couple of nice sunset shots in Boot Key Harbor.

                Until next time.
                            "Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" - Hunter S. Thompson

                                              Rick



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