Interesting few days in Beaufort, NC

We arrived at Town Creek Marina on April 4 with plans to rent a car to drive back to Virginia the next day for our second Covid shots, to pick up our recertified life raft, and to get our car and shuttle it down the coast to wait for us at Zimmerman Marine Holden Beach. Even though we had a reservation, they had no cars available on the 5th but assured us they would have cars the next morning. The representative called as we were pulling into the lot on the 6th (the day of our Covid shot appointments in VA), to say they still had no cars. Oh, no you don’t. We are not missing those appointments. We’ll take anything with wheels. The manager’s car? A scooter, perhaps? Todd and Susie are getting to Virginia! Well, since we were already there (and gently pitching a fit), they came up with ONE vehicle – a very large pick-up truck. Fine. Keys, please. We’ll take it and leave you to call the other 23 reservations to tell them you have no cars. So, we made it to get our shots, but the life raft wasn’t ready due to some internal corporate office miscommunication on the part of the folks managing Viking Life Raft. Ugh. We got back to the boat with the life raft around midnight (and returned the rented truck on time the next morning, thank you very much – didn’t want someone else to not have a vehicle to go with their reservation).

We decided to stay an extra night to rest up after that excitement. While resting, i.e. working inside the boat the next afternoon, we had our first accident. Bang! We got hit AT the dock. A center console tried to drive under our bow and his T-top jammed the anchors up into the bow pulpit. He was stuck there for a bit while pulling his T-top apart to get unwedged. The damage was fairly minor to our boat, and the other guy ended up taking care of it, of course. Let’s see, first accident? Check it off!

All’s well that ends well.

Finally underway

Winter in Gloucester Point, Virginia

Covid restrictions dragged on, keeping us away from friends and family, so we had plenty of time for boat projects. The winter was cold enough for a few snowfalls. Fortunately, one of Todd’s first projects was the retrofit kit on the diesel heater to ensure we can stay toasty warm. Although… there’s something just not quite right about living on a boat and having snow on the rails. Surely it must be time to head south.


In February, with the enclosure and windshield projects almost done, we began planning to head down the coast, so we made our first major fuel purchase: 600 gallons! Gulp. A) I’m glad we don’t need to do that very often, and B) I sure wish the price would stay down there near $2/gallon.


We enjoyed some beautiful sunsets from the new flybridge enclosure. Look closely, there we are!

Let’s watch a movie!

The day-to-day of life on a boat is very different than life on land. One such example is entertainment. Of the folks we know, most either read or watch some sort of “video” content in the evenings. Be it regular over-the-air TV, cable TV, satellite TV, or streaming Amazon Prime, Netflix, etc. We are no different, but our choices are different. Land-based homes (cruisers refer to them as “dirt homes”) have physical connections coming to the house – telephone lines, cable lines, etc. – wonderful avenues of electronic data.

Boats don’t… it is just that simple. Cut the cord? Heck we ain’t got a cord to cut!

Television on a boat can be had two ways: through a fancy satellite TV dish thing that can track the signal regardless of the movement of the boat OR a cellular hotspot providing internet access. Any of you folks that use your phone for everything have probably run into the limitations of “unlimited” phone data plans. Additionally, cell signal doesn’t carry very far offshore. The original owners of our boat did a terrific job in outfitting her with great systems. In our case, yes, one of those fancy satellite dish things with a dome to protect the working parts from the weather. The selling couple assured us ours worked with DirecTV. After much consideration and accepting that Todd’s lifelong frustrations with AT&T would continue, we thought we were all set. Unfortunately, fancy satellite TV dish things on a boat have an expiration date, technological obsolescence. Ours was dead and logically located where? At the very top of the boat. Solution? Tear the entire boat apart to install a new one. Boats might appear to have walls in which to hide things like wires, similar to a house, but no, remember it’s a boat. Ceiling panels and hidey holes behind cabinetry, seating, appliances and drawers are the norm.

Meanwhile, back inside the salon and galley, for several days, the boat was a project zone, not for the faint of heart.


Success! Whatrwewatching?