We weighed anchor this morning around 7:00 and are slowly sliding north toward Cape Canaveral at a not-so-exciting 2.5-3.0 knots. The winds should be picking up this afternoon and blowing 10-15 for the next three days, so help is on the way.
The outgoing ebb current created some very large standing waves between the Fort Pierce jetties as we motored out this morning. Alana completely buried her bow a few times, grinding almost to a stop as she did so. I suppose that irregularities on the bottom were forcing water up into large, unexpected and steep waves. Anyway, we made it out safely and immediately sought calmer waters by clearing north of the inlet.
Once everything was squared away on deck and all three sails set and drawing, I deployed Conor’s patented fishing lure. His “lure” is more of an “array” consisting of a torpedo-like item with stumpy wings that thrashes the surface. The torpedo is followed by three pink plastic squid and then, bringing up the rear, a green and yellow feathered lure containing the hook. Conor has assured me that this rig cannot fail, though I suspect he forgot to factor in my ineptitude when making that claim – I’ll keep you posted.
It looks like I'll be losing my cell signal before Conor's wonder-lure has a chance to work it's magic. I'll save those trophy shots for tomorrow or the next day.
I don't know why, but for some reason I am unable to upload picture right now. Oh well, no great loss, I'll try again another time.
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