Picture this…. you’re in West Palm Beach nestled amongst 75’+ vessels on a 29’ Bayliner. You’re looking for some help with the davit system for your 7’9” dinghy. Not sure what the problem is, but maybe someone could look at it. Bueller, Bueller…. Anybody? Nope! When you’re in a community rockin’ 100+ footers, who needs to work on some dork’s dinghy problem.
In fairness, we should have seen the problem coming back in September. Don’t you hate it when you put something together and you’re left with what looks like a pretty significant piece and yet everything seems to be working fine?
You’re faced with two options; maybe the manufacturer miss-packed the box and you got some part you weren’t supposed to, or maybe you put it together incorrectly and you should check the instructions. N generally prefers option 1 as it enables him to move on to other things more quickly while saving “unnecessary” rework (at least he always keep the excess part(s)). Of course, when product failure occurs and he’s forced to examine the problem, the “extra part’s” functionality often becomes clear. Yep, adding the second support brace to our davit (connects to a little tab whose purpose N had been wondering about for six months) would have prevented the movement that caused metal fatigue resulting in a cracked fitting and the need to order a new one from Idaho.
We figured all that out waiting for a call from someone in West Palm Beach. The call never came, but we found someone in Stuart to help so we’ve come to the Sunset Bay Marina near downtown Stuart to off load the dinghy and wait for our part.
Of course, we’ve been to Stuart before a few weeks ago on our way to the Miami Boat Show while waiting for our transom repair. That’s the weird thing about cruising around a giant peninsula like Florida; you can see some of the same places coming and going.
The cruise from North Palm Beach to Stuart continued the cavalcade of unbelievably ostentatious wealth. The boats are phenomenal, but it’s the houses that honestly border on the grotesque. They’re beautiful, but it’s just mammoth house after mammoth house and it’s hard to understand how so many people can have so much dough to put into real estate and then another huge chunk to invest in a 100’ boat to park in front. What’s more, many homes look unlived in so they’re just weekend “cabins” or seasonal places. Well… we Tacomans sheepishly chugged by in our little Bayliner, wonky dinghy and all!
Sticking to the ICW we’re able to travel in fairly windy weather (still can’t figure out what’s up with these Florida travel brochures and the weather…. if you made similarly “inaccurate” representations in an SEC filing you’d go to jail), but there’s a lot of no wake zones so we putt along. It’s basically like going up a river with tons of homes and little restaurants on both shores along the way.
We are now sort of anxious to get out of Florida figuring we’ve left enough “boat bucks” down here and crossing the state line will re-new our sense of journey. We still need to collect our dinghy and have several days of cruising north before we hit Georgia. More later, oh and we know we really need to get more diligent on the posting!