Log Book: Wrightsville, NC - October 10, 2003
A few stressful days courtesy of Mr. Winky - our engine was really acting up. We lost one cylinder and after couple of hours the whole thing just rolled over and died. We found ourselves in the middle of the canal with no propulsion at all. A trawler named Miss Katherine was passing us by and her skipper graciously offered to tow us to the nearest marina. It was a long and much appreciated tow. Once there we got to a little marina we got some new spark plugs which were not exactly the right stuff but it worked for time being and we were underway not before long.
Somehow we missed the anchorage we planned for and were forced to anchor on one side of the canal since was getting dark and was nowhere else to go. I practically didn't sleep that night. At 4 am I was frightened out of my bed at the sound of a huge barge bearing right at us. The tide has changed and we end up right in the middle of the channel. It took few minutes for the barge operator to maneuver around us and I was embarrassed that we made his job so much more difficult that night.
Next day, just like the day before it was drizzling and was ugly. This weather is going to torture us for quite sometime it seems.
The engine is giving us troubles again. It's getting pretty hairy trying to clear swing, and lift bridges with strong current and gusty winds and unreliable engine. Somehow, and I know its God, we managed to dock at Wrightsville when our poor outboard died again.
Wrightsville was a great place to stop. We loved this town a lot. We found new spark plugs and some other parts. We also went to the beach and tried not to gape too much at the surfing chicks which were everywhere. We stayed there for couple of days forgetting all of our sorrows. If only this freaking rain would quit already. Everything in the cabin is damp and we have a pile of reeking, wet clothes lying around and driving us crazy. Oh, did I mention Johannes broke our last bucket?!
Last night we decided to ignore the unrelenting rain and try our newly purchased item which we hoped could serve as a sort of dinghy. It was a beachwear to be sure, an inflatable pontoon. I mean this ain't the dinghy by any means but in our desperation to get out of our boat from time to time we jumped on the deal and got something that floats, can carry both of us and possibly a backpack and is also guaranteed to get us laugh at by fellow cruisers. Ohh, who cares? (Actually I did. A little bit.) We jumped in our new purchase got completely wet and had lots of fun paddling around our ship in the dead of the night.
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