Boating; Sailboats prepare for the Dry Tortugas differently.

Boating; Dry Tortugas here we come!

Boston Bob is loading gear for the Annual Dry Tortugas trip and he is approaching it all wrong according to several Fort Jefferson veteran sailors. The "Dead End Canal Yacht Club" always assists our members in critical undertakings and we as a group are very curious in a arms length way about sailboats.

"You aren't taking enough coffee," said Louisiana Dave as he rifled through a box destined for storage aboard the sailboat. "Twenty four hours under sail is a long time for you rookies!"

“We have plenty of Caramels and they're better for stayin' awake than coffee, you Coonass sailor,” Boston Bob retorted. Dave told Bob that he wasn't a Coonass because he didn't have Cajun blood in him but he took Bob's intended slur as a compliment.

“I'd be careful how I throw that word around in the Dry Tortugas because a lot of Coonass commercial fishermen rest up there. Some will fight you over that, especially a Yankee from Boston,” said Dave.

Not sure Bob even heard him because he was busy working the shifter back and forth. Several curious stink-potters were observing and even giving erroneous advice. Only Commodore 'Pennsacola Slim' Jim, who had been a sailor way back seemed to have a lucid suggestion.

“Yes, I feel the hesitation, it is sticking or binding and there is only one thing to do, replace it before you go,” 'Pensacola Slim' said authoritatively. “It's one thing to have it stick in reverse when your backing down your anchor but altogether another thing to have it stuck in forward when you're entering the anchorage.”

So Bob had the solution he sought, “I'll drive airport car service a couple extra days when I get back mumble mumble,” Bob said as he stuck his head far down into the depths of his engine compartment. He was using telescoping mirror to see numbers on the cable.

Mrs. Boston Bob arrived with a load of canned goods from Publix. She passed them on-board to her friends but not without being noticed closely by the gathering. “Canned Asparagus tips and hearts of Palms,” said Erie Earl out loud, “where is the Chili Dog sauce and Mac and Cheese?”

“You can have all of that you want but 'boatguy Ed' promised us fresher Fish than you can get at the Fish Monger Restaurant here on Fort Myers Beach and I won't eat Chilli Mac at the Fish Monger and I won't eat it with still snapping Snapper,” she shot him down.

“I think it is very selfish of the Fish Monger Restaurant to close all summer. I understand the Mary Piccolo Ruland is crazy about her grand baby but where are we going to get fresh fish,” said Erie Mary. Everyone except Cap'n Crunch ooohed and aaahed about how gorgeous the year old little girl is even though we've never met her in person. Facebook keeps admirers up to date.

After the canned goods were stored there was a loud discussion about how all the provisions were to be stored.

This wasn't the first time that Mrs. Boston Bob had loaded a seemingly overwhelming amount of goods into a sailboat. She assertively pointed to and told how each group of items would be placed ending with the 'icebox' with it cold machine plate in the bottom.

“Frozen drinking water will cover half of the plate and frozen food will fill it out. The frozen items will alternate until the top where the thermal blanket will be tucked down before closing the lid,” she said confidently. Then she looked puzzled and said. “We still haven't decided where all the fresh ears of corn will go. Nothing is better than saltwater steamed corn still in the husk!”

“You'd stick an ear of corn in that saltwater and eat it,” 'Chico Rodriguez' asked in a high pitched voice while pointing to the water in the canal.

“Of course not! The water around Fort Jefferson and Garden Key is as clear as drinking water. We take the ears around the back side and let them soak in a net bag. We love it but we certainly don't recommend it for everyone,” said Mrs. Boston Bob as she watched her husband and some hanger-ons leave to find a shift cable.

“Ain't it time for Happy Hour,” said Cap'n Crunch. Yes it was and that was enough stocking sailboats for one day. PLEASE LEAVE SOME COMMENTS. IT AIN'T EASY TRANSCRIBING ALL THESE EVENTS AND IT WOULD BE NICE TO HEAR FROM YA'LL!

Boatguy Ed (boatguiEd@aol.com) is a manufacturer of the worlds BEST anti-fouling bottom paint,www.supershipbottom.com. TWEET me @boatguyed and a corresponding web site ishttp://www.boatingbyboatguyed.com/........ NEVER, EVER TRY TO BUY HIM A DRINK!

This column is meant for educational purposes only. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Void where prohibited. Some assembly required. Do not read while operating a motor vehicle or heavy equipment.

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