This is the short version, I have to get to sleep for work.
Launched from Calussa Island marina in Goodland, fee is $15 to launch, $10 to park overnight. Nice safe place with good ramps, docks, bathhouse, store, gas, & deep water access.
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We motored out of the channel and set the sails after that. Cape Romano is about a 10 mile flight for a pigeon or maybe a pheasant. We had wind of 15 to 20 kts all day, bay was kind of choppy. Enjoyed a 2-3 hour sail.
I learned of a design flaw in the location of my mast support pole. It must be directly under the mast. I changed the original design so that the companionway could open all the way by moving the mast forward about 6 inches. Unfortunatly, the mast post could not be centered under the stick. I used two pieces of thick teak as plates under thinking it would be enough. It wasnt. Check out the massive crack that presented itself to us about half way there. We got it stabilized and pressed on.
Second issue, when pulling the jib sheets out with the pvc furler, one must mind the furling line with the other hand. If not(as I soon learned) the line will wrap around the pvc below the spool and jam. Climbing on to that little bow in 3 foot waves was not fun.
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Next up, as we got to the cape, there was an area of standing waves from the tide ripping that were around 4 ft high. They are always there. The boat did fine motoring through that but we did not find the expected calmer side to the west. The forcast was wrong, can you believe it? Anyway, coming back through the raging river our sit on top kayak dinghy decided to roll over kindly making a sea anchor in pretty much the worst spot. We cut her loose and had to go back for one more pass through. Followed by one more pass back out. It was fun, in the I dont want to do that any more way. Oh yeah, as we rounded the corner, we ran aground. Almost forgot that part. My friend jumped out, kayak tow line in hand and put the kayak on the beach. He was able to heel me and my ship enough to get free. So you see, that beer(s) I was drinking was well earned. After the usual anchoring in a tricky spot antics were done of course. Whew! Day two to follow. G-nite.
