Sort of a weird day. Had no trouble leaving the dock early in the morning, but right off we discovered the GPS receiver in the cockpit didn't work. Roy thought we'd have to send it back to the factory for repairs, but after reading the manual, I concluded it probably only needed new batteries. Roy didn't think that could be the problem, because we've been running it off the boat batteries. The Loran has needed a new battery for a long time, so it doesn't work either. Roy was about ready to turn around and return to Newport, but luckily the old GPS receiver still works, so we used it.
The wind was dead against us most of the way, so we had to motor. The waves were really slamming us, too. Slowed us down quite a bit, so instead of proceeding to the Connecticut River as we had planned, we dropped anchor in the cove at Fisher's Island. On the way around the end of the island, we passed three consecutive red buoys, all numbered "2". Not the least bit confusing, of course.
When we got settled down, Roy got out his handy-dandy volt-
ammeter and checked the batteries in the GPS. Sure enough, they were very low. He replaced them, and Bingo! the GPS worked good as new. What a relief that is! He also checked the batteries in the old GPS. They were on their last legs, so he replaced them also. It's a wonder the GPS kept running as long as it did.
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