Stuart, FL
We have two more locks to go before we head into Stuart to pick up fuel. I have learned more than I ever wanted to know about locks. Some would raise us 12 feet and others lower us. Having your lines and fenders ready are paramount. Turn off the radar….shut down the engines….life jackets on and constant communique with your captain…..that is the life of the deck hand aka Admiral!
Next stop is Stuart. We have a dolphin escort into town as we wait for the fuel dock to open up. As Jackson Browne would sing…..We were “running on empty” as we guzzled a few gallons of fuel. After fueling we head under the last of our bridges which we would need to wait for an opening….the Saint Lucie Roosevelt Bascule Bridge. With Cooper at the helm it could be an interesting pass.
Our night would be spent at anchor awaiting an early morning rising for another offshore passage that would take us straight home to Urbanna. Having checked in with Chris Parker we felt we would beat Elsa around Hatteras and up the Chesapeake. What a beautiful night to spend at anchor before our departure.
