Originally posted at www.svsweetescape.com
When we last left you we were headed to Vero Beach to the city mooring field where we were going to take a mooring for a couple days before continuing south. We had misgivings about the mooring arrangements there, specifically the requirement that multiple boats raft up and share a mooring but we decided to give it a try anyway.
So Tuesday morning we called ahead to make a reservation at the Vero Beach Mooring Field. We were told no problem, but that we would be required to raft. Okay fine.
We made our way to Vero Beach and on our approach to the marina we called on the radio for a mooring assignment. No response. We try again, no response. We try the phone, we get voicemail. We’re now in the mooring field. We call again, no response. Is the VHF not working? We do an automated radio check on channel 27 - no problem the VHF is working fine. Back to 16 and continue calling. Finally after seven attempts they answer.
Of course the marina knows nothing of our reservation but finally assigns us a mooring. We go there and find a boat on the mooring that we are to raft with. The boat is unoccupied and in very poor almost derelict condition. The boat has two small fenders aft, none forward and cleats that are tiny - too small to even get our lines around and nothing else we can tie to. This isn’t going to work so we decide to call the marina for a different mooring assignment. No response. We try three more times - still no answer. We decide to pull up to their fuel dock to find out what the hell is going on and to get a better mooring assignment in person. As we do this, there is a big wind blowing us off the dock and no one there to catch a line or assist. Enough is enough. We decide to leave and travel an additional 12 miles south to Fort Pierce. We will not be returning to the Vero Beach Municipal Marina.
In Fort Pierce at noon we tie up at the Harbortown Marina. A very nice marina that is within convenient walking distance to Publix and a West Marine. It turns out to be convenient for another reason. The marina is also the home of Whiticar Marine Services - a Yanmar dealer. We have been looking for a place to do the 600 hour service on our engine which involves checking and adjusting the intake and exhaust valve clearance. That means cracking the engine open - something Brian has no intention of attempting himself. Whiticar agrees to do the service first thing Wednesday morning and will replace the engine coolant while they’re at it, another part of the 600 hour service. Great.
The service technician shows up at the boat at 8:00 AM and we head out to the grocery store while he works. When we arrive back at the dock he is finished. We put the shopping away, eat lunch at the marina restaurant and spend the remainder of the day changing oil in both our main engine and our generator and Brian attempts to dismantle the windlass which needs to be cleaned and greased. He is unable to figure out how to remove the gypsy from the unit and will have to do more research. We also open and clean all three of our sea strainers.
This morning, (Thursday) we get up, battle the strong winds to get out of our slip and head for the fuel dock where we take on 25 gallons of diesel and pump out our waste tank. We then head out, point the boat south on the ICW.
All of a sudden we have a problem. Judy who was at the helm notices it first. The engine temperature gauge is pegged all the way over to the hot side. Brian goes down below to investigate thinking that maybe he had forgotten to reopen the engine thru hull when he cleaned the strainer but it was open and whats more the engine was pumping good seawater out of the exhaust as it should be. We turned the engine off and pulled out of the channel into an area of very deep water and dropped the anchor. This was a very tight area with old pilings and concrete piers visible along the edge. To add to the fun, we are way too close to shore to allow for the appropriate anchor scope for water that deep thus we can feel the anchor drag and then catch, drag and then catch as we slowly drift toward the shore with it’s deadheads and hull crunching concrete.
Time for professional help. We call TowBoat US which is based back at the marina we just left. TowBoatUS arrives within ten minutes and tows us back to Harbortown. Thankfully we had purchased towing insurance and so while no one likes being towed back to port - at least we didn’t have to pay for it.
Back at the marina we explained what had happened to Tim who is the owner of Whiticar Marine. He acknowledged that the coolant service was not done properly and assigned a technician to take care of it. He also agreed to pay our dockage for the night at Harbortown. He could not have been nicer. Long story short, the technician had not put enough coolant in the engine to account for our water heater which is 15 feet away from the engine. Thus, we were running the engine with almost no coolant. The engine seems fine. We believe we were able to shut it down before the heat caused any damage. Lucky.
So, as this is written we are tied once again to the dock at Harbortown. We will try again on Friday to leave Fort Pierce and head for Palm Beach. We plan to anchor out there and then head for Fort Lauderdale. We will leave the boat on a mooring there, rent a car and then drive over to Naples for a day to see Brian’s step-mom Pat. After that visit we will return to the boat and wait for a weather window to head out onto the ocean down to Miami.
The weather here has been nice. It rained briefly tonight and is still windy but the temperatures are in the 70’s and the sun has been out almost every day.





