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| I was
now hoping we wouldn’t have the same problem with the engine water intakes.
By not being able to charge the house batteries with the generator, the port
engine didn’t want to start. Gina did the emergency start button
procedure to get it going. With the weak battery and using
the windlass to pull up anchor, the engine kept quitting. The 100 pounds
of muck and weed on the anchor made matters worse. Gina was at the helm
trying to keep the port engine running, and keep the boat away from more
weeds and rocks. Meanwhile, I was bringing up the anchor and trying to clean
the mess entangled in the anchor line. This took about a half hour, and
might have been comical if it wasn’t so darn frustrating.
| A little later,
it looked like the boat was moving dangerously close to the rocky
shore, so I disconnected the stern line, fired up the engines,
pulled anchor, and moved farther away. We started to swing pretty
good, so we also threw out a stern anchor.
Gina added another line to the stern anchor line, so I rowed to shore again and tied it to a tree. Finally, we seemed to be secure. For some reason, we’ve had our share of anchoring problems lately. The main thing is to just not panic and logically adjust our methods to work. We took a lunch break at noon, as Gina made me a tuna fish sandwiches for lunch, while she had tuna on crackers.
I opened up the engine hatch to work on the generator strainer, this time in more ‘comfortable’ waters. I was able to close the seacock valve, but the hose was on too tight to the strainer, and I was afraid that I might tear it by using too much force trying to get it off. So Gina fashioned me a clean out tool from a wire coat hanger, and I was able to get it into the strainer inlet and pull out the remaining weeds from the hose. It worked pretty swift. After putting it back together, we fired up the generator and the water was running through it just fine.
At 12:50 Mytigood called on VHF
channel 16, and said they were going to stay at Killarney Mountain Lodge
again. Ed told us “the grill will be on at 6:00 tonight, so come on
over”. Sounded good to us. So I took a bath and shaved in the Cove, then made
the pot of coffee from this morning that
I was deprived of due to the generator problem. It was really hot today;
unlike the cloudy cool weather we had when we stay here earlier in the
week. The birds were chirping and a woodpecker pecking.
Lime Cutter then hailed us and said they had made docking arrangements for us, and that we should stern in next to them. Forty-five minutes later we pulled anchor and left Mary Ann Cove at 2:00. An hour later we had gone back east across Frazer Bay, up the Lansdowne Channel, and at entered the western end of Killarney Channel at 3:10.
We pulled up to the Killarney Mountain dock 15 minutes later and sterned in to share a dock with both Lime Cutter and Mytigood. Wow, it was great finally meeting up with them. After hooking up the water hose and electric, I sat down on the swim platform with a Corona (with lime) to catch up with Ed and Jim. We swapped some great stories of what we’ve been up to for the last week, but they had the best story of all.
Ed came out from his boat with “something” wrapped up in a towel and set it on the dock. He proceeded to tell of how they were trying to anchor in Mill Lake, and somehow his new 50 Sedan Bridge apparently got hung up on a rock. Rocking the boat didn’t budge it so they decided to have Lime Cutter (a 378 Four Winns) hook a line and try to tow him off of it. Naturally it was windy, and Jim didn’t really want to end up putting his new boat in harms way either.
They had to try several
different times and angles to get a way to pull him off. At one time
the towline went under Lime Cutters' swim platform, and when
the line went taught it caught a piece of trim, catapulting it over
a 100 ft. They all thought initially that for sure it was the cleat
that went flying. They were just about ready to give up when one
last tug freed Mytigood from the rock. Evidently it was the
shaft that rode up on the rock.
They had to try several different times and angles to get a way to pull him off. At one time the towline went under Lime Cutters' swim platform, and when the line went taught it caught a piece of trim, catapulting it over a 100 ft. They all thought initially that for sure it was the cleat that went flying. They were just about ready to give up when one last tug freed Mytigood from the rock. Evidently it was the shaft that rode up on the rock.
So Ed sent his son Kyle into the water to assess the damage. He went underwater for a bit and when he surfaced, Ed asked “so how’s it look?” Kyle responded with “You might be interested in this”. And at that point in the story, Ed unwrapped the towel that was covering the “something” on the dock, and handed me a ‘piece’ of a prop. It was a full blade of one of his props that had sheared clean right off. It must of weighed 25-35 pounds. I sat there with a look of amazement on my face. Oh my. Definitely a story. They did motor into Killarney slowly on one engine.
We sat on the docks for a while to visit with everyone. Jim and Jana from Lime Cutter were traveling with their dog Kramer, while Ed and Wendy had three teenagers onboard; daughter Lauren, son Kyle, , and his friend Alex. The floating dock set up was nice here at Killarney Mountain Lodge. We were stern to stern with Lime Cutter on one side, while Mytigood was on the other side.
|After a couple cocktails, we went up to the office to check in and square away for our slip. We talked to the proprietors of the place (nice couple), and paid our $2.00 a foot. The accommodations are rather nice here, as they have small cabin/cottages/rooms for rent and a nice restaurant and bar, along with a game room. Gina sat by the outdoor pool (which has a great view of the Killarney Channel) to read for a little while. I took a short walk exploring the premises. They do get many visitors by 'land yacht' as well.|