The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,700 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 28 trips to carry that many people.
What a great year. Thanks to B+D Y, C K,
L S, S T, D H, T C,T E, ++++ many many others.
Here are some found things.
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Dr Brad
Standing by on 16
12/4/2013
Don’t ya just love that title. Well it has been eventful since leaving Bobby’s Fish camp. First day out I put the pedal to metal and logged 56.2 miles in one day. This was a record for me for the whole trip. I stopped at Three Rivers about MM 63. I was in a tidal zone and had to reset the anchor.
Sunrise at Bobby’s and as I left I realized I will spent 25 days out and just 5 days at dock from 11/3 to 12/3
Getting back to resetting the anchor. I always thought I would fall out of the boat. I actually fell onto the spar deck and an open spar deck hatch cover from the top of the aft cabin. I have stepped down from the top of that cabin dozens of times. This time I had inadvertently set the U.S. Flag where I step. Thank god there was a sharp edged hatch cover to slow the fall by ripping the crap out of my arm. I had that momentary “ I have broken my arm and I have no cell service.” thing going . but grabbing a bar towel and some masking tape that was handy I wrapped her up and reset the anchor.
The last lock Coffeyville. Look just below the first set of windows and you can see a line where the flood of 1979 came up to
Leaving Three Rivers Heading to Big Bayou Canot at mile 9.9. I logged 55.24 miles
What has a bunch of knees but no legs? Cypress trees of course
My stuff on the Mobile River
First look at Mobile
I really like this. This is the business end of a Tow boat
Stealth Destroyer. It’s hard to get a good picture
I have no idea what this building is I am just snapping pictures like a fool
More of that stealth stuff
A memorial to shrink wrap
Into the bay
This is out in the bay about five miles where things began to go wrong. First of all the wind which was forecast at 10 to 15 mph became 15 to 24 mph.
This is the last picture I took on the bay because stuff was flying around like those slow motion movie scenes where the bus turns over and all the luggage and stuff goes flying.
Now here is the point where I got upset. I am too far to turn back and my depth sounder goes down. It will do this on occasion because something sticks to sensor for a few minutes. This was bad enough but the engine governor or throttle linkage ( I am still collating data) was acting up which caused the engine to race up about 200 rpms and then back down. So I cut back on the throttle which minimized it to a point. The problem was lack of speed in high chop. And finally my second chart plotter with the channel to Dog River goes down. Now it’s dead reckoning and waves on the beam. I actually used my compass for the first time in a long time. I really used it!! And I also broke my third glass coffee pot. Was I going to complete my mission of three years to get to Mobile?
But there ahead is the Dog River. I made it.
I did maintenance on the boat today and feel after that beating yesterday that I was playing tackle football.
So I went to the bar and had a couple of glasses of wine. Signed up for three nights here, ate some really good fish tacos, and I will do some work on the boat and take a test drive tomorrow.
I was at the bar and a termite came in and ask me where was the bar tender.
by the way it was 77 degrees today
This is Dr Brad standing by on 16
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