Since purchasing our beloved boat we have not been absent from her for 2 months nor had we left her unattended for this length of time. Our anxieties were soon quelled, as we looked her over inside and out to discover that she had remained just as we had left her. Hence, we set about the task of preparing to put her up on the hard (dry dock/hard stand), in order to have her hull checked out, cleaned and repainted with anti fouling. During the process of moving her from the marina berth over to the haul-out bay, just as we had cleared the marina's breakwater, our engine overheated and the bow thruster gave out! I guess she had been sitting too long unattended. We were embarrassingly set adrift in the 5 knot current among the anchored boats. Thank goodness, Andrew who was watching us from shore jumped into Gigi, the marina's Zodiac and towed us to the lift. I wish we had a picture of that dinghy towing us – must have been a sight. When Destiny was up out of the water we discovered that families of crabs had nested into the bow thruster and every other through-hull opening, clogging the engine's intake. They were none too happy to be blasted out of their comfy new homes by the pressure cleaner! We swore some gave us the finger as they sidled away back into the water.
Destiny was on the hardstand longer than we had anticipated due to inclement weather and high winds that had arrived just after we got set. I had never before lived aboard while on the hard so this proved to be yet another new experience as we climbed on and off via the ladder provided and tried to remember not to utilize running water – or the heads. We know many folks who successfully achieve a modicum of comfort living this way (i.e., "bucket and chuck it"), but we do not enjoy it much; therefore when our friends Jaime and Christine called us from Auckland to say that they were getting away for a few days, coming our direction to celebrate Jaime's birthday which happened to be on Valentine's Day, we decided to join them and make an escape. Piling suitcases into their rental we set off for Rotorua the town that is not to be missed when touring the North Island. To us it is Disney Land, Yellowstone, Glenwood Springs, Tahoe and Livingston, Texas, presented all in one. You can do and see just about anything there from Maori history and culture to hot springs to geysers to mud baths, gondolas, luging, zorbing, eating and gambling. And the list goes on. We rented a beautiful 2-bedroom suite/condo at the best hotel in town and went to town, doing and seeing.
Returning to Destiny we discovered that our friends, Ian and Julia aboard Moasi were back from their tour of the South Island. We were thrilled to be with them again, not having laid eyes on them since Bora Bora. Julia and I enjoyed long coffees together, shopping and planning while Frank and Ian went up and down our mast repairing the wind meter and installing a new LED anchor light at the top. We all sought and shopped for boat parts and replacements. Amazingly nothing lasts long on a cruising yacht. The wear and tear that we put on our vessels is astonishing compared to one used for recreational sailing. Even interiors wear out no matter how well maintained. Restocking these items in another country is more challenging than anyone can imagine. We as Americans take so much for granted (I've said this many times and will probably repeat myself again and again). We have been told that we must stop thinking as Americans and think as world travelers. How does one undo 52 years of programming in a year? It is a work in progress, and not one that I succumb to easily. So we spend more time than we would like in search of these elusive "things". It becomes part of the adventure, which can be enjoyable or exasperating depending on the mood and amount of disposable time at hand. Luckily I was able to make many of these jaunts with Julia who lives in a near constant state of joviality & positive thinking, and not with Frank who lives in a near constant state of impatience, while shopping. Our most maddening obstacle was Internet access (lack thereof). So much can be achieved searching online instead of driving all over the blessed place describing, asking and looking. Yet Tauranga Bridge Marina's internet made life an expensive struggle. It was offered for $9/hour, $29/10 hours or $89/100 hours – per month. Ok, no-brainer there, the problem we ran into was that the service was so BAD and the signal painfully intermittent; twice we purchased the 100 hours only to have the hours expire on us before we had used 30 of them. Crapola! But what else can one do? There was a local Starbucks in Mt. Maunganui with internet for $10/hour! As I just said, we are not in America anymore with plentiful and free resources at our fingertips. I'm over it now because it is what it is. However, I reserve the right to complain about this as it passes through my mind from time to time.
Fortunately where serious boat parts are concerned we were in a port that housed an efficient and well-connected boat yard. Dean from Hutcheson Boat Builders was irreplaceable to us; he hooked us up with stainless steel specialists (for our beautiful new hand rails on the sugar scoop), electricians who rewired the defectively installed bow-thruster, and a fellow to rip out and replace the mildewed shower liner in the guest room. This is one reason we are so rigid about the showers being properly squeegeed and wiped down after each use.
We installed a larger and heavier roll-proof anchor, purchased new dock lines, replaced halyards and so on and so on, all the while realizing we had missed our window of opportunity to get to the South Island and to tour the North Island as hoped. Taking care of our home had to be priority, less we wake up one day with a P.O.S. on our hands, wishing and lamenting. It felt good. Of course, there is still more to be done – always. But that is what the next port is for!
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Thursday, March 26, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Yes it has been a while! I have been reprimanded, scolded, and verbally flogged for not updating my blog since November 2008. If I journaled it all here no one would read it because it would take more words than even I have! I'll update through our trip home and back.
So to encapsulate… Frank and I left GBI on a lovely blue sky day, enjoying an absolutely perfect sail into Auckland's Westhaven Marina where we spent a few days getting the engine's reverse working again – requiring the gear box to be completely taken out and parts replaced. We rented a car for a few days, exploring the area and decided that Auckland deserved a return visit on our way back up in the Fall (March '09).
We were scheduled to be in Tauranga by the first week of December, so on December 2nd, under near perfect conditions sailed an easy overnighter into Tauranga's Bridge Marina. My captain timed our arrival so perfectly that we arrived at dawn during slack tide, which we soon discovered is ABSOLUTELY necessary due to the surge and up to 5 knot current in the bay during "regular hours". We immediately fell in love with the area, rightly called the Bay of Plenty. Our harbor was halfway between Tauranga proper and Mt. Maunganui ("The Mount"). The coastline from The Mount is so lovely and inviting that we spent as much time as possible there – hiking the Mount, walking the beaches, sitting at sidewalk cafes and pubs of course so Frank could continue his NZ beer tasting, and sampling every ice cream shop we encountered. This area reminded us very much of some of our favorite beach areas of California. The marina and staff were wonderful. The
shopping and provisioning were world-class. We only had about a week to enjoy the onset of New Zealand's summer before our flight back to the States.
On December 10th we flew from New Zealand back to the US. First stop was Los Angeles where we spent a whirlwind 2 days in the Beverly Hills area. Our dear friends, Andy and Melissa from S/V Spectacle who were also back home spent a day with us showing us their favorite haunts and shopping for cruising and touring guides to countries we will be visiting in the upcoming year followed by an incredible gourmet dinner, featuring Chef Andy Heger, at his mom, Asrtid's beautiful home.
Then off to Denver on the 12th, staying with our dear friends, Jeff and Jeri Lyn Martin we filled in our dance cards with lunches, dinners, coffees, shopping, cookie baking (yum!) and annual physical checkups (eyes, ears, innards and outards). I was able to have some girl time with my friends and to see some chick flicks. Frank met with buddies for drinks and lunches and spent time with Karen and Bill. We saw one another on the fly but had a wonderful and all too quick visit there. Of course, we left New Zealand's summer to spend minus zero temps in Denver – what were we thinking!?!?
On the 23rd of December we flew to Virginia in time to spend Christmas with the Johnson/Edwards/Gladney side of the clan at Tom and Mary's "resort". We had a great time visiting the nieces and nephews, although we were accused of bringing the winter chill with us from Denver – there was no escaping the cold! Even brought some snow. Did more shopping, went to lots of movies, out to the farm in Front Royal for some quiet time with Tom and Mary. Visited with Ma as much as possible. I was happy to get to spend some special time with my Godson, Clint, and to see Sarah home from school.
On January 6, 2009, we set off for Houston, TX for time with Jennifer & Trace, our grandson, Mom and Dad, sis and clan and big bro and family. I was stunned at how adult my niece, Sherrie and nephew Little Scotty (not so little anymore, towering over me!), had become. Tom and Bev had both come to town and we spent a lot of the time helping Mom and Dad get things sorted out and then I got a chance to hang out with some of my girlfriends. We did get some couples time with Debra and Sandy. Frank golfed with his school chum, Steve Haltom, who flew in from Tulsa just to see him. We went down to Seabrook to stay with Jen and Trace a few times. Got to meet Jen's sweetie, Jacob. Nice guy – glad to have him in her life. I got "cut, colored and made over" by my expert daughter. Visited my brother's new beautiful home on a lake in Magnolia. We were fortunate to get to be in town for Trace's 5th birthday and to celebrate Dad's and Mom's together.
Then, it was time to leave.
Jan 23rd (Dad's actual b-day) we flew back to Denver for another all too quick visit. Again the Martin's opened their beautiful home to us. A very funny side note here…Jeri Lyn announced that we had tickets for the National Western Stock Show (aka annual big time rodeo), so we got dolled up, went to dinner and then arrived at the rodeo to discover that our really, really fantastic seats were for the Draft Horse and Mule competition! Ha ha – joke was on us! We were way over dressed and over classed for this event. We enjoyed the Draft Horse competitions immensely, but could have lived our entire lives without having seen the mule events. It would not have been nearly as enjoyable with any other couple I must say. Those two can have a good time in the middle of a desert!
February 3rd (my Mom's b-day), we left Denver, landed in Los Angeles and drove down to San Diego – our favorite city in the USA. We were graciously invited to stay with Bob Bergman whom we had met during the process of buying our boat. Bob has become a dear friend to us. Our time in San Diego whizzed by as we shopped for boat parts and personal gear – filling up an entire 4th rolling duffle bag! We had begun the trip with 2! We left San Diego early on the morning of the 7th, intending to get to LAX with time enough to drop our bags off and head to Venice Beach before returning our rental car. Frank dropped me off with all 4 bags and took off to find parking. An Air New Zealand attendant was kind enough to approach me, asking if I was scheduled for the 7:30 PM flight to Auckland. I answered in the affirmative to a very sad-eyed shaking head. He apologized telling me that our flight was cancelled! UGH! He further told me that I could go ahead
and check our bags since they would eventually need to be done – so I did, and while doing so was informed the airline had arranged a replacement flight at 7:00 AM the following morning, and was putting all passengers up in the local Hilton for the night, with group transportation at 4 AM back to the airport. Anyone who knows me also knows that 4 AM and I don't get along very well. Not even Frank does 4 AM well. We got to the hotel realizing that we had laptops and some carry-on toiletries but no change of clothes, overnight bags or whatever we would need to spend another night away. Oh well – not the worst thing in the world. The beds were very comfy.
So we got up at 4 AM, shuffled onto the shuttle bus got on the flight and arrived in Auckland at 5 PM the next day. Fortunately we had been able to contact the private shuttle service we'd arranged to get us from Auckland to the marina in Tauranga to let them know of our flight's delay. We were so happy to see the lady holding up the little sign with our names on it when we got through bio-security! Then she says to us "Hi! Welcome to New Zealand; I have good news and I have bad news". I hate it when someone starts out with that! Come on! We never did figure out what the good news was because all I heard was… "We are awaiting the arrival of another couple with whom you are sharing your ride and their flight is 2 ½ hours delayed – why don't you just find a nice bar somewhere and get comfy?" I can't even go into how unhappy I was with this announcement – so I won't. The short version: we got on board Destiny around 11:30 PM
on Feb 9th. We were so happy to be home we went straight to bed and slept for about 12 hours.
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