Music to My Ears
Pandora has a way of telling you that she’s moving along nicely. At just about 7 kts, she begins to hum, a sort of harmonic vibration that you can hear and feel throughout the boat.
I have no idea what the source of this noise is but it is very consistent and depends on the speed of the boat moving through the water, not the speed of the wind.
As 7+ kts is a very nice turn of speed for Pandora, the sound is very much “music to my ears.”
The perennial question that everyone has, including me, when we are on passage, is “when will we get there?” Of course, as our speed is dependent on the strength and direction of the wind, asking that question is sort of like asking “how much does a car cost.”
Another key question, beyond how fast we are going, is “are we going toward our destination,” which is often not the case at all.
From when we left St Thomas, three days ago, we were basically sailing due north, with the goal of staying east of some nasty thunderstorms that were moving across our path for several days. A course that wasn’t really toward our destination.
Going the wrong way isn’t great but it’s way better than being stuck in nasty thunderstorms for hours or days. I will say that getting struck by lightening or being knocked down by 50 MPH winds, makes me very nervous and while a lightening strike is rare, the thought of having all of our electronics fried while far from shore is pretty scary.
Anyway, by heading north for the first few hundred miles, we were able to stay to the east of the storms. After they passed, we turned a bit farther to the NW and toward our destination.
We still have a long way to go, nearly 1,000 miles, but it is nice to at least be heading in the mostly right direction. And, we continue to be heading there at a good speed. I mentioned that we made nearly 190 miles on our first day and I was surprised to see that yesterday’s run was nearly 180 miles. Very respectable.
So, with about 25% of the run done, and good a good wind forecast for much of the remainder of the trip, it’s beginning to look like we could end up in Deltaville sometime next Wednesday.
Happily, nothing more has broken and the repair on the jib outhaul seems to be holding for now. With us moving along on a broad reach, the pressures on the rig aren’t all that great, even though the wind speeds are in the low 20s much of the time.
All of this is good as a broad reach is a comfortable point of sail and with the wind in the low 20s, it’s strong enough to keep us moving along nicely.
I guess that the biggest issue for us right now is that we forgot to get cookies so the supply is pretty limited. I do have a cake mix and as the temperatures seem to be dropping as we get farther north, perhaps I can whip up a cake or cupcakes in the next few days.
Pandora is happy, humming away and that, along with the possibility of cupcakes, is music to Pandora’s crew’s ears.
So far, so good and pointing in the right direction.



In preparation for our run north, beginning tomorrow, Tuesday, we decided to head to a marina in Red Hook, on St Thomas. It’s a lot easier to prepare, getting the dink up on deck and getting provisions from a marina.
The marina is part of the IGY family of marinas, the same company that runs the one in St Lucia that we stayed at in Rodney Bay. Their rates tend to be a bit more reasonable than others. Plenty of services nearby.
The view of nearby St John this morning as the sun came up, was pretty nice.
Under the category of “it takes all types” how about this boat near us in the marina. A great party platform, to be sure.
Being in a marina for a few days was a good idea. A bit of luxury, complete with AC, is a good way to begin a long journey.
As we make our way north, conditions continue to be good with favorable winds, and you can see that the nasty low has moved out of the area. We will continue to have wind aft of the beam, and hopefully it will be strong enough to keep us moving at a good speed.
Finally, as we approach the US east coast, there is a bit of uncertainty with a weak low forecasted to exit the coast. Again, Chris feels a high degree of confidence that it will not amount to much. Fingers crossed that it will be long gone by the time we cross the gulf stream off of Cape Hatteras and arrive at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay.
All and all, it looks like the wind will be favorable for the entire trip if perhaps a bit light at times. Light wind isn’t a huge problem as I have plenty of fuel, so bring it on.
On this trip I decided to ask what it would cost to tie up on the dock in the inner harbor. I was shocked to learn that it was surprisingly cheap, something like $30/day. Perhaps it’s because it is late in the season as I know that it’s impossible to get in here during the holidays.
Anyway, she’s riding well now. To say that we are close to “town” doesn’t begin to describe it.
Just behind the dock is main street Gustavia, lined with every imaginable high end boutiques.
French cheeses and wines are abundant and fairly reasonably priced. The fresh produce in the market, literally 20 steps from our transom, is amazing.
And an endless number of high end restaurants, along with a few for those of us that “have to ask what it costs”, like me.
Here’s a closeup of where she is, the last boat on the string, near all the dinks.
We also spied the St Barts Yellow Submarine, a glass bottom boat that you can go out on to view the local reefs. I wonder where it was made. It looks like fun.
Once we were up at the lighthouse, we could look down toward the island airport and watch the crazy approach that planes have to make to land on what appears to be a remarkably short runway.
They zip overhead, so close you feel like you could reach up and touch them.
After clearing the ridge, or mountain, at the western end of the runway, they dive down the other side to land. The planes fly at treetop level over the ridge and then go into a steep dive. Yes, it’s that steep. Actually worse than this photo suggests.
And then, in seconds, are on the ground.
From up on the hill you can peek into the amazing homes that ring the harbor. How about this spot, with “his and hers” pools.
I looked in a real-estate office and, as expected, homes were listed for tens of millions. As you can imagine, the Russian Oligarchs are well represented here, or were before they had to flee due to sanctions.
Being here for a few days, tied up on the dock, so close to town and all the sights, has been a real treat. Hope that Brenda and I will be able to visit here sometime in the future.