Anchor Sails and Wind Generators
If you think that living on a sailboat are sunsets and drinks…think again! A couple of nights ago the wind piped up and as Dragonheart tends to “dance” at anchor we have an anchor riding sail. This nifty little sail goes on the backstay and faces forward. The forward sheet is tied mid-ship at the toe-rail. Can you say, “chafe”? Well in the middle of the night chafe is what happened. The sheet is now free, but not for long…now it is wrapping its self around the blades of the wind generator! What a racket that made. So here we are in the middle of the blow with Michael on the aft pulpit attempting to stop the generator while Cynthia holds the light and I try and control the sail.
Luckily nothing was hurt. Everything works and we all went back to bed.
Just so you don’t think that everything is a miss-adventure remember that we run our own power center, our own water works, and communications. We really are a little city that floats on the water. We are very self- sufficient and happy out here with our anchor in some deep mud that is really holding us well. We have access to American brand food stuffs and I can’t believe this Pizza! Yes, there is a Pizza Inn on the island and we have a local guy that will order it and deliver it to the dock not far from where we are anchored.
This has been a very relaxing anchorage for us and even though others think we should move more or is that move at all. We are happy as little hermit crabs.
If you think that living on a sailboat are sunsets and drinks…think again! A couple of nights ago the wind piped up and as Dragonheart tends to “dance” at anchor we have an anchor riding sail. This nifty little sail goes on the backstay and faces forward. The forward sheet is tied mid-ship at the toe-rail. Can you say, “chafe”? Well in the middle of the night chafe is what happened. The sheet is now free, but not for long…now it is wrapping its self around the blades of the wind generator! What a racket that made. So here we are in the middle of the blow with Michael on the aft pulpit attempting to stop the generator while Cynthia holds the light and I try and control the sail.
Luckily nothing was hurt. Everything works and we all went back to bed.
Just so you don’t think that everything is a miss-adventure remember that we run our own power center, our own water works, and communications. We really are a little city that floats on the water. We are very self- sufficient and happy out here with our anchor in some deep mud that is really holding us well. We have access to American brand food stuffs and I can’t believe this Pizza! Yes, there is a Pizza Inn on the island and we have a local guy that will order it and deliver it to the dock not far from where we are anchored.
This has been a very relaxing anchorage for us and even though others think we should move more or is that move at all. We are happy as little hermit crabs.
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