Day Sail
Sunday January 31, 2021
After breakfast, we summoned up our courage and went out for a day sail. I think we really did it to see that we could get out of the slip and back into the slip. If we could manage those transitions we should be able to take day sails with Tasha and McKenzie while they are visiting. This type of slip seems like such a different thing and reversing Cotinga is no mean feat under the best of circumstances. We hung up the lines on the hooks that Mike installed a few days ago. The wind was pushing us against the port side piling. I was able to push us off the piling and we were soon out of the slip.
Once we were outside the breakwater, we put up the main and motored along trying to dodge the traffic. When the timer on the fridge clicked off, we turned off the engine and unrolled the genoa. We were sailing. The wind was from the south and 10-15 knots as forecast. Our initial objective was Sand Key, a little sandbank with a lighthouse. A fellow on our dock had said it was one of his favorite places. Our course meant that we were fairly tight to the wind—plenty of heeling. The seas were quite choppy. Part way to Sand Key we realized that it wasn’t the day to pick up a mooring there. So, we had a change of plan—sail to the waypoint north of Sand Key light and then head back on a reverse parallel course.
On the return trip we listened to a set of radio transmissions between the Coast Guard, a Navy plane and a sailing vessel in distress. The navy plane was relaying radio communications from the vessel to the Coast Guard. The vessel, called Segue, was taking on water and reported that they thought they had 30 minutes before they would have to abandon ship. These are not the kinds of things you like to hear about while out sailing! I should say that the Coast Guard did send a small boat to assist and some nearby vessels also went to the aid of Segue. The navy plane maintained station above the stricken sail boat to help communication and direct the other vessels.
As we approached Key West we saw a sailing race setting off. Dozens of boats were streaming past in the opposite direction. It was amazing.
The captain skillfully backed the boat down the fairway and turned it into the slip. I managed to get the spring line off the post and tied onto the cleat (a little too snugly—making it tough for Mike to get the stern lines!) After a bit of darting around and re-adjusting we were tied up on all sides and corners. That was a successful day sail and some genius driving!
Gloria
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