Very calm this morning. As soon as Roy got up, he decided to back the boat out of the slip before the wind and current pick up. He was outside untying lines before I'd even finished brushing my teeth. Fortunately, the man from the next boat came over and helped him. He had no problem at all getting the boat out. Tied to the fuel dock temporarily.
We had planned on leaving around noon, but what with one thing and another, it got to be three o'clock, so we decided to wait until morning. We'd already paid for tonight anyway.
Roy had to go glub-glub and install a new perry-nut zinc. The old one was completely gone. He also went to the store for a few things. A couple of kids came by and greatly admired the boat, so we talked with them for an hour or two. By then it was too late to leave.
Around 4:30, there was a loud bang. The current was so strong, our bow line had nearly come loose, and the stern had crashed against the dock. Since we'd been planning on leaving in a few hours when we tied to the fuel dock, we'd only used two dock lines, which was careless of us. If the bow line had let go, the bow would have swung out into the channel, and the stern would have smashed against the dock and the piling. We immediately added two more lines and several more fenders and got the stern away from the dock.
The current here is so strong, we went 16 miles while tied to the dock. That is, the odometer racked up 16 miles in a week's time from the current flowing past it.
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