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[Charles Brennan]

FL 120 2K23 Day 2: Fort McRee to Big Sabine

After waking up, getting breakfast, getting dressed, getting rigged, and getting underway in very light winds, I was treated to my:
Usual View of the Fleet. 
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Flatness of the water, should give you an idea.

This was going to be one of those "character building" days, i.e., into the wind.
That boat at center is a Siren 17, Suzy Blue, from Georgia on the opposite tack ahead of me.
My son used to own a Siren 17, even took it to some early BEER Cruises.
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And away he goes!
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Boats on opposite tacks.
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I have no idea what this guy was doing; going back for forgotten gear, perhaps.
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This guy sailed his Hobie Cat all over the place, the whole week.
This was a typical view for me.
After 3 tacks within the same half mile, I realized I was fighting a foul current by the Pensacola Pass and fired up the engine, to motor out that predicament.
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THIS is more like it!!
It's GREAT to be in the groove, washing the ports!
Even better: After my ports modifications, my ports only get washed on one side!!  YAYYY!!!
(Hey! You take your victories, where you can get them!)
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Son-in-law, Ed, chilling out.
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How did I get ahead of the Siren?!?
Oh, Yeah. 
Motor.
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They hold their own, when it's only sails involved, though.
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After a boatload of tacks and a brief motoring through the Pensacola Bridge, we got to Quiet Waters Park, answering the question:
Did we want Peanut Butter and Crackers for lunch, or something from a restaurant?   
Dumb question.

Totally Gratuitous Token Perve Shot for my readers.
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Quiet Waters Park now has lots of piers, pilings and other obstacles, in what used to be a nice anchorage for transient boaters.
This year's BEER Cruise is planning a stop there and I don't know WHERE all those boats are going to find a space to spend the night.
We mainly stopped there because we needed ice.
That's my story and I'm STICKING to it!!
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Decided on Flounders, since it may very well be my favorite restaurant on that strip.
Lots of good memories from previous BEER Cruises, if nothing else.
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A platter of one species of everything they have in the kitchen, fried to perfection.
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Under way again and headed for Big Sabine.
Note that we're still using the genoa for tacking.
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It's a tough job, but SOMEBODY'S got to do it!!

The wind swung around far enough south, that we were able to use a whisker pole and keep moving in the winds that were getting lighter and lighter.
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You KNOW you're not moving very fast, when a Pelican doesn't even bother to move out of your way!!
Can't get no respect, from ANYTHING!!   
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For a guy supposed to be on vacation, Ed sure did a lot of his contracting business over the phone, including filing for permits over the web, while we were out there.
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Later on, he told me this was the most continuous sleep he'd gotten in several years.

Reaching Big Sabine, (finally!) our boat neighbor was long-time BEER Cruiser, Steve Gully on his super-modified Puddle Duck Racer, [[i[]Modi-5d[/i]
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And you only thought the stuff you could SEE, looked crowded!! 
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Apparently, he kicks enough stuff out of the way, in order to go to sleep.

Our buddy on the Hobie Cat. 
Discovered that while we had been slogging upwind on long (and tiring!) tacks all day, he would tack to one side of the Santa Rosa Sound, take a swim, tack to the other side of the Sound, take a nap, rinse, repeat.
I admired (and secretly hated) him, at the same time.
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Urchin peacefully tied up for the night.
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I got a lot of comments on my Sand Stake, both at the recent Cedar Key Small Boat Meet and on the FL 120.
Besides holding well in sand, it has the ability to hammer/pound it into the sand and ALSO! To hammer/pound it back OUT, again.
No back strain, attempting to tug a stake out of the ground.
So many people have commented, that I decided to include links.
As usual, they've made improvements/changes since I bought mine, lo, these several decades ago.


https://www.westmarine.com/west-marine-shore-anchors-P014063853.html
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They have a 9 pound and an 11 pound version.  I'd recommend the 11 pound version for boats 16 feet and up and the 9 pound version for all the smaller beachable boats.

Or one closest in appearance to mine:
https://www.basspro.com/shop/en/bass-pro-shops-shore-stake-anchor
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Or this one:
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07GH69WXR/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=B07GH69WXR&linkCode=as2&tag=bbaawps-20&linkId=f5cb00e9d74e09131abb60d0fd4253fe
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And if ya want to get REALLY fancy:
https://www.slideanchor.com/shore-spike-1/shore-spike-jyhze
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So I donwanna hear any more about it!!

Note that there are not as many boats at Big Sabine. 
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Seems like some of them didn't need their "character" built up all that much.   

But, all of the Ususal Suspects were there.
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Much braver men than I, to camp out in the MIDDLE  of no-see-um land.   
I had a Thermacell in my cabin and counted myself lucky.
I don't know what these Stoics did all night.
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Scott Widmier's ComPac Something Cat, again.
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Anything better looking, than a recently painted boat sitting quietly at anchor, just before sunset?
Not to me!!
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I bet every one of these guys felt that exact same way, sitting on their boats.
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We even had entertainment. 
Guy had a really good fingerstyle guitar playing method and a warm, easy voice, strongly reminiscent of James Taylor.
I secretly admired him and hated him too, at the same time, an emotion known only to singer/guitar players of lesser talent.
(Not false modesty, here.  I play guitar better; he sings wayyyy better.)
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Getting up late in the night for the inevitable Aging Male Ritual, I was struck at the peacefulness and was also curious if my camera could take a picture in such low light.
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Charles Brennan