$HIT HAPPENS

Matt and I have fallen into a pretty good routine of chores and duties on the boat.  Matt cooks and handles most of the maintenance (engines, electrical, plumbing, you name it – he can do it).  He also likes to work the lines which means I sit at the helm a lot when we are under sail.  However, when we anchor, Matt is at the helm and I am working the windlass (Wendy) and the spade (Davey) our anchor.  When we anchor, we typically let out a 10 to 1 scope (meaning for every meter of water, we have 10 meters of chain).  So, if we are in 6 meters of water, we have out 60 meters of chain.  After that, we put on the bridle which is about another 8-10 meters and then I will let out between 20-30 meters of kellet (chain that sits on the ground after the bridle to prevent the boat from moving around too much-just an added protection.  Probably a bit overkill but it has served us well in the past.

On this bright and beautiful morning, the sun was shining, the water was crystal clear, and the breeze was soft.  I looked down and saw all of my beautiful chain and thought that is a pretty picture.  Until that is, the windlass stopped bringing up the chain.  Hmmm…bent over the seagull striker, looked down, and thought oh no!  My chain is wrapped around a rock or something.

My anchor chain fouled on an old mooring.

My anchor chain fouled on an old mooring.

Keep in mind, we are in 7 meters of water (21’), I cannot hold my breath that long so, down went Matt.  After a beat or two, he came up and said, it’s fouled on an old mooring and we need the hookah. Great.  So, we got all the gear out, connected it to the stern engine battery and Matt went back down – except the hookah cable did not reach. It had to travel 50’ from stern to bow and then 21’ down to the mooring.  So, we got the spare battery out, brought everything to the bow and back down he went.  After an eternity (or actually 7-8 minutes) he came up with the line clear.

Hooka Round II trying to reach the mooring.

Hooka Round II trying to reach the mooring.

Matt under the tramp attempting to unfoul the anchor chain.

Matt under the tramp attempting to unfoul the anchor chain.

Matt 3 meters under water fixing our anchor chain

Matt 3 meters under water fixing our anchor chain.

All in all the entire adventure took about an hour, but once everything was stowed, we went on our merry way.

Full Moon and the Burning Man

As soon as we got wifi, our friends on Le Mischief sent us a Facebook Message (yes you can text, email, Facebook Message, Skype, and call us while we are here – so why aren’t you!  We miss you all) and told us that there was a full moon party in Trellis Bay.

Sugar Shack arriving Trellis Bay. Photo courtesy of Le Mischief.

Sugar Shack arriving Trellis Bay. Photo courtesy of Le Mischief.

Matt and I have been on island for full moon parties but have never participated so we jumped on this opportunity as nobody does a full moon party like Trellis Bay!

Full moon in Trellis Bay

Full moon in Trellis Bay

We sailed over to Trellis Bay, checked out the very busy anchorage. There were well over a hundred occupied moorings and boats anchored in between, all mostly charter boats.  So, we played it safe and hid in the back away from all of them. Le Mischief (De and Steve) invited us over for a toddy where we quickly shared our Antigua Race week adventures.  We then headed to shore to partake in the festivities – first things first, find some beverages and scope out some dinner.  Trellis Bay is lined with bars and restaurants and crawling with tourists.  I mean it was a mad house seriously.  We walked by all the places to eat, some were buffet at $25 pp, some were table service, and some were serving more a la carte style.  We stopped at one of the last places on the beach serving a la carte.  Matt and I had BBQ chicken, jerk pork, mac pie, corn, scallops potatoes and a beer for $20!  Can you believe that?  And it was amazingly delicious.  Once we were fat and happy, we headed back down the beach as they had started to light the fire balls.  On the way, we ran into some Texas friends, Dave and Rene on Allegria!  I love this small sailing community.

Dave and Renee from Allegria at Trellis Bay

Dave and Renee from Allegria at Trellis Bay

They have these giant, elaborately designed metal cages filled with wood out in the water.  They then light the wood with lighter fluid and a fire ball is started.  They also had a 20’ iron man that they lit up and called him their version of “The Burning Man.”  It was spectacular to see!  All with the full moon in the background with live music and dancing on the beach.

Fireball in Trellis Bay. So pretty!!

Fireball in Trellis Bay. So pretty!!

This is the HUGE Burning Man - can you tell?

This is the HUGE Burning Man – can you tell?

Small burning men all around the island.

Small burning men all around the island.

Moving Along and Loading Up

We were on a pretty big high after sailing on a gun boat, placing 2nd overall in our class in Antigua, and Matt’s 50th celebration and it was time to leave our new friends and head back to St. Marteen to provision and pick up some orders.  We had a pretty good sail day which took us about 16 hours to get back to SXM with Big Bertha our spinnaker making two appearances (she was up, then a squall came along so we took her down and then put her back up after it passed us).  We got into Simpson Bay around 9:00pm – lucky for us we have been here a million times and were able to find our “usual” spot pretty easily.  After a good night’s rest, we had a full day!  We had to clear in/out, dump trash, drop off laundry, pay for and pick up fabric from Tropical Sail, schedule the drop off of our elusive chain, go to Divico, Prime, Careforre, Fuel dock, Island Water World, Budget, and Ace Mart  We had originally scheduled two days in SXM but since we stayed longer in Antigua we had to get everything done in one day – minor miracle, but we did it!  I cannot recollect how many trips we made in the dinghy but I can tell you that the fabric took one trip, the chain took one trip, and then there many trips in between.

Fabric:  You are probably thinking, why are they buying fabric?  Well I have many sewing projects I want to accomplish and I am going to try channel my inner Grandma (since she showed me how to sew when I was 10-12 or something).  We picked up 15 yards of Logo Red Sunbrella, 15 yards of Toast Sunbrella and 15 yards of Phifertex.  That is a SHIT TON of fabric.  Ok, yes, I overbought, I get it!  Gesh these rolls were heavy!  We are going to replace our awnings, seat back helm covers, several pillow cases and a couple of other covers.  We are also going to sew a new outboard cover, a few new cushions and a few other small projects – where should I start?

Chain:  As you might recall from several blog posts back, Matt ordered 100 meters of stainless G5 chain from London and had it sent to us via 3 different delivery companies.  We were finally able to reach the final company, scheduled a drop at the police station, and waited.  They showed up relatively on time with a huge drum full of chain.  Matt and the delivery person unloaded it onto the parking lot and it started to rain.  Not really a problem since I am not made of sugar, but it made the ground muddy which mucked up our new shiny chain.  We had to pull the chain through the fence onto the dock and as we did that we measured every 10 meters so we could mark it with colored zip ties.  If we had time, we would have marked it with paint and nylon webbing too but the popo wanted us off their dock.  So we marked it with a few zip ties and loaded all 500 pounds of it into Sweet N Low (our poor dinghy)!  We then artfully loaded her onto the boat and let me tell you we were exhausted from this day!

Old Galvanized upper and new stainless lower.

We hit the sack early and hard since we had a lengthy sail to the BVI’s the next day.

We had a long and uneventful sail to the Virgin Islands.  We had not been to these islands in about 10 years and we have never brought our boat here – so we had to dig through the memory cobwebs to navigate. We had planned on arriving in St. Thomas today but the weather was such that we only made it to Road Harbor, Tortola.  We wanted to get anchored before dark since we had not been in this area in a while and Tortola was where the wind took us.  Close enough, we will figure out a new game plan tomorrow.