Tag Archives: GA

Change of Plans/Plans for Changes

Removing a mooring -- tight fit -- well done

Woke up to the sound of this — Backhoe is removing a mooring — tight fit — well done

A few weeks ago we decided we really wanted to get to the Bahamas (Exumas) early next year and extend our time in the islands to five months vs three. The best way to do that is start sooner or start from farther south. Having lived in the Cocoa, Florida area for three years in the 70s, we knew we could handle the heat (Sea breeze + beach + pool + A/C). We also wanted to do some recce on neighborhoods and such, since we will likely end up in this part of Florida.

We made a reservation at a marina we really like. Yay!

  • Problem one — we knew this — the nearest haulout facility that would accept transients for haulout in a hurricane situation is 15 miles ( 2 hrs) away.
  • Problem two — we didn’t know this — visiting boaters no longer are allowed to use the condo pool.
  • Problem three — the insurance company wanted a pre-paid haulout contract for hurricanes — no one we talked to in Florida will do that.

So we found an hurricane shelter marina with a pool and haulout facility on site. Yay!

  • Problem one — they wanted to be named as an insured on our policy.
  • Problem two — they required us to sign up to an open-ended agreement for boat preparation and movement in a hurricane situation to cover us not leaving the marina when they asked us to. (They can’t demand it, see below.)
  • Problem three — no boat work allowed in the slip. ?!?!?!

So we re-read our insurance policy and talked to our very good broker. Not so yay!

  • Problem one — staying in Florida would likely more than double our insurance premium.
  • Problem two — our insurer explicitly will not insure marinas or boat yards.
  • Problem three — we could lose some very important policy features by having to find another insurer.

So we looked up Florida law on the limits on marinas in event of tropical systems and discovered the law passed in 1994 and upheld in two appeals only prevents the marina from forcing you out in the event of a hurricane. The only limit it places on what they can charge one for not leaving is “reasonable.” There are still cases in adjudication from storms 3 & 4 years past.

So we said something unrepeatable to ourselves and called the dockmaster at Brunswick Landing Marina in Georgia. (We have stayed there four times.) This facility is considered a hurricane hole as much as there can be such a thing. She didn’t think there was room left. I said we’d take the manger. She said email us the details. A few hours later her associate emailed us. “Come on, we’ll see you soon.

“Whew!

So we will summer there. It’s north of Cumberland Island; our policy covers us north of there without modification and has since we switched to this company. It’s actually the one place we would be willing to travel from without hauling the boat if no storms were looming.

We aren’t sure what the implications of all this are for our plan to live in Florida and keep Brilliant Star there… pfui!

Florida, 13:30:09 Today

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State Line mid-River

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Bull Alligator Mating Calls

Well, that’s what I thought I heard. It was the fog modulated grumbles of shotguns as they echoed across the grasses and mud. Before dawn in a light fog with no sign of humans but the ketch anchored in the next river south, the morning had an otherworldly feel; it was drippy wet, too.

The North River was 30% wider with the tide at its peak. We were glad to have our digital track in to follow out. The middle was less discernible. We immediately went through the Rockdedundy cuts, and in one place found 8.8 feet of water when the tide height was 8.9. In the Little Mud River we had an average of 12 feet which at low tide would have afforded roughly three feet. This is the choke point in the Waterway.

Fog notwithstanding (we slowed to walking speed in some spots), at high tide was a much better way to pass this stretch. As we continued down to the Makay River, the ranges helped us deal with the side sets and eddies this hydraulically complex area is known for.

Reaching Brunswick Harbor, we had to deal with the “Chesapeake Highway” emerging from the sea fog and working up behind us as we dealt with a 3 mph current on the bow. We tied up later than intended thanks to the fog and currents…and then we discovered a laundry fire* meant we had to hump the laundry 1/2 mile to the other end of the marina…oh, the agony of it all. (Then again, the laundry is free here!)

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*Some card carrying doofus put diesel dampened rags in the drier…foompf…and then asked for reimbursement for the clothes burned up. Facility ETIC unknown.

Gorgeous Georgia

Today offered Coastal Georgia at its best. Two thin spots were thinner than our last trip (single digit inches!), but we are now staged to go down the Little Mud River in the a.m. with water (vice mud) under the keel. Enjoy the pictures — click first pic to start gallery.

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Confused Curlew

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Not a Breath at Slack Water

Last night we heard a noise aft. We were enfolded in fog. Wooooeeeoooo.

It was a juvenile Curlew trapped under the dodger, and confused by the fog and our lower anchor light.

My first attempt to help led to its return.

The second time, I went out in the cockpit and herded it by hand to a clear takeoff spot.

Success! It must have been terrified. I have the results to clean up this morning.

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