It was a comic series of screw-ups starting with running out of gas at the very worst time, crunching into the concrete causeway leading to dock street and...horror of horrors, watching the mast crash over the bow.
Here's how it went down. The wall loosened the pin that held the stay. A helpless moment looking at a swinging stay. Then as the boat drifted around to be caught from behind, watching the mast get slammed over the bow.
I have to say, despite the foolishness of the incident, the self-rescue went well and quickly. Back at the beach with the mast strapped on the crutches we anchored and went shopping at the local Marina Hardware store. In less than an hour we had a new mast step formed from three inch schedule 40 PVC pipe. It didn't take long to have everything back to normal. Yea, Tridarka. Your crew celebrates your restoration.
For the meet, the weather was stellar. It seemed a little sparse compared to previous gatherings.
The two receptions were well attended though. Ken's Cedar Keyside Diner provided a fine banquet for all attendee's.
Even the Pelicans enjoyed.
Another Cedar Key Sunset.
We took a padding trip to Atsena Otie key, the old center of Cedar Key in the late 1800's
Lantana growing wild on Atsena Otie.
The lush overhanging foliage seemed a world away from civilization.
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