Hatteras, for all my worrying, was a non-event. The sun was setting as I motored south through the glass-smooth water, wishing that there was at least sufficient wind to push Alana along. I would normally have waited for the wind to appear, after all the scenery was OK, but with the weather forecast to go to hell Wednesday, I thought it appropriate to motor-sail through the night.
Originally, I was planning to get a slip in Beaufort, but since I’ll likely need to stay until Friday when the weather is expected to break, I instead dropped the hook in Onslow Bay, just east of the channel leading into Beaufort and Morehead City. As I type, Alana is rolling furiously back and forth as though she’s trying to buck off her hatches. There is no wind at the moment so she is just wallowing in the trough. Tomorrow I’ll make a couple of dingy runs into town to pick up some diesel, water and a couple other essentials. Once the shopping is done, I plan to investigate a recurring problem with Alana’s autopilot. It's intermittent, so I’m hoping it is as simple as a loose connection,
Originally, I was planning to get a slip in Beaufort, but since I’ll likely need to stay until Friday when the weather is expected to break, I instead dropped the hook in Onslow Bay, just east of the channel leading into Beaufort and Morehead City. As I type, Alana is rolling furiously back and forth as though she’s trying to buck off her hatches. There is no wind at the moment so she is just wallowing in the trough. Tomorrow I’ll make a couple of dingy runs into town to pick up some diesel, water and a couple other essentials. Once the shopping is done, I plan to investigate a recurring problem with Alana’s autopilot. It's intermittent, so I’m hoping it is as simple as a loose connection,
I caught a small Bonito today. He/she was immediately paroled as they are too bloody to make good eating. It shouldn’t be too long before I’m far enough south to start catching some Mahi Mahi.
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