To West Palm Beach
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 18 Apr 2012 22:59
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To West Palm Beach Our warm, pink, lobster selves were up watching the sunrise, ready to roll at seven for todays forty five mile
journey Captain gave the signal and Beez
swung into action at ten past seven Our glowing flesh was quite relieved to see the sun hide
behind a cloud – our first bridge of the
day We had anchored just to the right of where
Beez is on the map. The original plan had been the
other side of the causeway but we hid behind the bridge in a sheltered
inlet. Just beyond Fort Pierce the storm
clouds were gathering over the sea and up got the southerly
wind. The storm clouds went out to sea as we
passed Bear Point and the sun came out. Our lobster colouration was
happily not added to as the twenty knot wind dropped, we don’t actually suffer
sunburn it’s the wind you know - we did slather a bit of grease on our tender
bits though. The afternoon was very pleasant and we celebrated passing one
thousand miles on this south-bound journey on the Intracoastal Waterway with a
little tipple of whipped cream vodka and lush honeydew melon, marvelous. We left
the wide expanses of water, entering the land of parsey
houses and one or two humungous osprey nests. . One lovely house was for sale
Later we went on line to found out some details, well more
importantly the price - $
2,350,000 A working boat as we get to Jupiter Point Now tourist areas. That’s what I have enjoyed most about the ICW – the very
different bits - countryside, swamp, wide expanses, tiny canals and one or two
sights to keep a man red bloodied. If it had only been the wide open
expanses I can see why some folk call the journey along the ICW as “boring” but
as Bear says there has been so much to look at, watch and enjoy, and a few fit
bodies I could quite happily have helped with the bronzer application. Steady.
Another couple of
bridges. A ‘One Careful Owner’
One person wanted to know if I make
up the funny things that happen in our blogs. Shame on you, I actually forget
more than I type in. Todays example just after seeing a boat called Grumpy was when my captain and master announced, Oh we are just passing a marina semolina. I look up to
see Seminole Marina. You cannot make that up and he got
a good slapping with the sun factor fifteen bottle. Usually written as
Paint Pepe’s face puce
Have you ever seen anyone viciously
attacked by a pot of Delph Sun Factor 15
Bear has
Run Bear Run
(and keep your silly comments to
yourself).
Yes
Dear
At the Indian River Bridge – the bridge master played us the National Anthem. Now you
could never make that up could you....... he was chuffed and laughing, we were
chuffed and laughing. These are the little things that make such rich memories
of the places we see along the way.
Now you don’t often see a dredger
and a catamaran pass each other in a bridge opening, but the strict lady
master said in a very firm voice - “Bring it on Caps, I have a ninety two foot
span, so get to it”. This was a notable event as I had been on channel 16 with
the cat discussing who should go through first. This bridge lady likes boats to
go under AS SOON as the arm allows a mast at the opening edge – very different
from most as they ask you to wait until the arm has stopped moving and locked in
the upright position before proceeding. Now I was kind and let the cat go
through first as he had the bigger distance to the next timed opening, I only
had a mile to do in fifteen minutes. As soon as we cleared the bridge the radio
chirped “Beez Neez this is Amazing Grace”.
We had met briefly in Antigua and kept in email contact
since. John with sage advice that has been so helpful. He was also our emergency
standby for moving Beez to the Bahamas if we had ever been refused entry. Thank
you John, it means so much and such a relief to have such support. Amazing Grace
was just coming in to Lake Worth after crossing from West End in the Bahamas. We
were flabbergasted. The chance of us both being in the same area was millions to
one.
As we approached West Palm Beach the skyline changed dramatically. With
guidance from John we anchored in Lake Worth, south of Peanut Island. We tidied
up, Bear and I clumsily launched Baby Beez, so out of
practice and went for sundowners aboard our next door
neighbours..................
..........John and
Julie on board Amazing Grace. We had a lovely evening with them and John
and Nancy (Bikini).
ALL IN ALL A FULL AND VARIED
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