Position 26:06.17N 80:09:34W
Date 1200 Friday 10 February 2012
Brian left us this morning to return to Washington, it was sad to see him go and I
am extremely grateful for his contribution to the sail south. Elizabeth
drove him to the airport whilst Greta, Gary and I moved Caduceus to a mooring
some 3 miles further up the New River where
she can lie for some time whilst we work out what to do next.
It was of course bucketing with rain, the compensation is that the rain
is warm but there is a limit to the amount of “singing in the rain”
that you can really enjoy.
First off it was back through the 3rd Street Bridge, again.
Note the Bob the Builder tugboat moored beyond the bridge, a happy
looking ship. With a flooding tide producing up to 2 knots of current under
the bridges, timing is important; thank heavens for reverse and a bow
thruster. The next bridge is “open unless closed” which is
standard for railway bridges. Fortunately there were no trains due for as we
found in Norfolk
the bridge closes for a very long time before a train is due.
The New River is navigable for a
considerable distance beyond Downtown and many of the marine facilities,
workshops etc. are situated on its banks. This makes for a great deal of
traffic of all sizes; one of the motor yachts going in the other direction that
we passed, was 146 ft.
You do not get signs like
this on the River Thames.
The final approach to the mooring kindly offered by the father-in-law
of the secretary in Lauderdale Batteries, from where we are buying a new set of
boat batteries, is on one of the canals bordering Guava Isle, off the New River and in his gargen. This is about three of our
boat’s width wide. The mooring is some ½ mile up the canal and it was
necessary to reverse all the way to the berth. Gary and Greta now understand
my statement that the Amel manoeuvres as well backwards as forwards.
Immediately opposite our berth is an Amel Super Maramu which leaves not much
room for other boats. There is definitely a requirement to leave fenders out
on the canal side of the boat. It is nevertheless and a great mooring for the
boat for a couple of weeks.
It was then farewell to Gary and Greta who were off to stay the weekend
with friends living in Fort Lauderdale..
The boat seemed quite deserted as we packed a mountain of laundry and retired
to our luxury riverside abode. Dinner was round 2 of one of Greta’s
chicken casseroles, a catering bonus for the boat.