One
of the things that has bothered me, one of the things I keep putting
off, is getting my boat registered. Why do I put it off? Well, in order
to register it I need to go all the way across St John, take a ferry to
St Thomas, take a bus to the airport at the far side of THAT island,
then walk the final mile the buses do not run (no competition for the
powerful taxi drivers), then climb to the second floor of the airport to
get to the Department of Permits and Resources. Then I need to deal
with the bureaucrats who can, should they choose, make one's life
miserable. And, so, I've been putting it off, hoping I could do it when
catching or completing a flight.
Now I just need to put temporary numbers on
the bow of the boat until I get my coast guard numbers....or should I
bother? Or, perhaps, I can hang out my shingle with the boat numbers on
it, then remove it when the CG stuff comes through...
I've been finally getting to work on refinishing
the boat, sanding away the nastiness and refinishing with a single coat
of a WestSystems epoxy finish created for the purpose. I've started in
the V-berth so that my errors in learning will be in a less visible
area, but so far am pretty darned pleased. I'm eager to see how the
louvered door I'm planning to work on today comes out.
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I've anchored at my first off-island anchorage:
a little cove on Flanagan Island, about five miles from my mooring and
less than a mile off St John. Beautiful and quiet little spot, although
the second time I went there, planning to have it to myself for the day,
some neighbors of mine from Coral Bay and NYC motored up, dropped
anchor in fifteen feet of water, and went diving for lobsters around the north end of the island.
I love it here: a school of 150 or so blue angelfish(?) sweep across
the healthy coral, diving down to nibble voraciously on the algae that
tends to smother the coral. A moray eel slides into a tiny crevice and
disappears. Many species of corals, even some nice staghorn corals, rise
from rocks or the sandy bottom. Very nice.
My anchor spot is northeast of this a hundred feet or so, much closer to the center of the sand: https://www.google.com/maps/ place/18%C2%B019%2736.5%22N+ 64%C2%B039%2710.0%22W/@18. 3269434,-64.6513143,337m/data= !3m1!1e3!4m2!3m1!1s0x0:0x0
And speaking of critters, I saw two turtles
today on the east side of Coral Bay while swimming before breakfast. I
had just climbed the mast twice (I don't want to talk about it) and
needed to cool off. I found the first turtle, about 2' to 2.5' long
(shell length) and backed off a bit so he would go back to grazing. I
watched for a few minutes, then realized that his hind right flipper
was....not. I don't know if a fish or bird got it when he was little or
if a driftnet, fishing line, or shark took it when he was older, but it
had a completely healed stub and he seemed to cope just fine. After a
while he rose to the surface, took two breaths, and swam back down to
continue grazing and I left to continue my exercise.
In another hundred feet or so I came across a much
smaller turtle, perhaps 10" or 12" long, watched him for a minute, then
continued on my way.
Well, that's all for now.
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