February 8
Got up around 6 to a beautiful morning on Bimini island. After a quick shower, we went to get diesel for the boat. We learned that they had diesel in the marina, the one we could not find yesterday. We hired a local guy to give us a lift so we could fill up three 5 gallon jerry cans.
When we came back, I noticed that our dinghy was stuck under the wharf. I jumped in and pushed down on it to free it. Then I had to bail the water out. Derek rinsed the deck with the hose, and we were ready to cast off.
We got our latest weather report on VHF. They were calling for 12 knots NE wind. We heard that nobody should cross the Gulf Stream with northern winds in the forecast, but then we heard a lot of lies before.
We decided to go for it and set the course for the Florida coast.
We left the harbour at 9 am. After we set sail, we relaxed with our breakfast. Within one hour, what was a beautiful morning changed into heavy rains and wind squalls. I didn’t bother with my jacket: just put my swimming trunks on and steered the boat in the rain.
After another hour, the rain stopped, and as the sun was coming out, a pod of dolphins came to play in the wake of our bow.
We were averaging 7 knots and by 3 o’clock, we were 12 miles off the Florida coast, gripped in the gulf stream current pushing us north. We were planning to reach the coast and sail along overnight toward Key West. That would be our first overnight sail.
At 17:30 I noticed the coastline of Florida. As we passed Biscayne Bay, the night settled and our night sailing began. It was the darkest night we could have had for our night sail. There was no moon or stars, only a cloudy sky. Our first mistake for that night was to set our GPS zoomed out for too far: we almost ran over some navigation buoys. At the last minute I changed setting, looked at our course on the GPS and turned the boat in a different direction. As we settled in on the new course and discussed this new learned lesson, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, someone turned on a disco.
We saw flashing lights and a long beam of light was pointed at us. WTF?
It was a 1200-horsepower US Coast Guard boat requesting to board our vessel. Two uniformed guys with guns jumped in our cockpit while the boat was still moving at 7 knots. They asked us twice if we carried any guns or if there was anybody else in
the boat. Then they ordered us to stay on the deck with one of them while the other one went down to search our boat.
After he was back on deck, the guard asked me to bring our documents and papers for the boat. After the inspection, they became friendly and had a chat with us. They also allowed me to take some pictures. Half an hour after they left, we heard the noise of a chopper and could see the beam of light searching the the surface of the water. They were about half mile away from us. These are busy waters at night. It must be because of drugs being smuggled to the Florida coast.
After the exciting time with the USCG, it was time for one of us to rest. Derek was tired, so I told him I would take first 4-hour watch from 10 – 2 am.
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