Log of s/v Bellerophon

Until the 2009 boating season begins. Carmen and I beat the weather Saturday and drove the boat over to Bullock Cove. Easy transit, great dock landing, no issues other than Carmen's foot going through the dock. But that happens to someone each year so it hardly deserves mention.

One more visit to the boat around the first just to put away the pig sticks, boat hooks and dodger. Then off to the yacht club to clean out lockers... Sigh...

We arrived back at the Club at 8 bells in the forenoon watch. 20 yards off of the north T we decided to stop briefly and calibrate the depth sounder. Having done so we discovered we were hard aground, so we followed the standard Bellerophon Soft Grounding Protocol. We requested the assistance of Theo, Sue and Pablo to begin emptying wine bottles in an attempt to lighten the vessel. Our efforts must have been successful for not less than 2 hours later we were afloat!

Many thanks to our makeshift crew and their able assistance.

We got up relatively early (it being a Monday and all) and left Wickford at 2 bells in the forenoon watch. No wind, so we motored home to Edgewood.

We met Bill, Donna and Gabe in Wickford and surprised Bill with a fabulous birthday cake. Unfortunately we lit so may candles that it was mistaken for a distress signal. (Just kidding, Bill!) Ragi and Patrick made their way by land yacht from Providence, and we cooked a generous batch of steak tips for dinner.

Unfortunately 2 glasses of wine, a sliver of walnut and an emergency dose of benadryl took Ragi down for the count.

We wired for extra provisions. Apparently both of our bottles of vodka were leaking and there's nothing left this morning.

Coincidentially, we had an early night last night. We both conked out at 8 bells. Must be that sea air.

Slept in this morning and got under way at around 1 bell in the forenoon watch. We made a valiant attempt to catch a breeze but were thwarted by the sea gods. We motored to Wickford and arrived at 2 bells in the afternoon watch.

We decided to give the wickford diner another try since neither of us felt much like breakfast this morning.

Oh great, let me guess... it's the "dog watch" again.

Shannon, Dave and Mulligan came over for a little refreshment.

After a relatively tame Friday night at Edgewood, we set sail Saturday at 3 bells in the forenoon watch. The northerly died before Bullocks so we turned on the iron gennie and motored to PC.

That's red-right-returning and red-left-leaving

Tugboat Scotty joined the boat last night at Edgewood, and we left this morning at 4 bells for Potter in a nice westerly. We set the jib and settled in for a nice leisurely sail. Arrived at 8 bells, picked up Nick and Dave's mooring in the inner cove, and waited for the Commodore to arrive. Our new portable propane heater is working like a champ, and so is the carbon monoxide detector. Cabin temp about 70 degrees and climbing.