Peck Lake (anchorage)
February 7, 2022
When you live on a boat, especially if you’re not in a marina, basic housekeeping requires a different thought process. Today we decided to head to a park about a mile away because they have a trashcan we can use. This meant lowering the dinghy, climbing down, and taking a ride with our bag of trash.
There’s very little signage on the water, so we actually went to a different park first. To throw our trash away at that park would have required a roundtrip walk of a mile on a path through the mangroves with our bag o’trash. We did get directions to the park with a dock AND a trashcan, though.
When we returned to Lailia, we took time to scrub away some of the mud that’s splashed on her from our anchor chain. That task required us to use one hand to hold on to the toe rail of the boat and the other to use a magic eraser while we slowly rotated around Lailia in our dinghy.
Since we were in the cleaning mood we also hauled buckets of seawater up to rinse the anchor chain, anchor locker, and windlass. We finally removed most of mud from Manatee Pocket.
A few days ago, John figured he could utilize the windlass circuit to run the wash down pump. All the bucket hauling was the impetus for John to get that pump wired in today. I won’t get to pretend I am Cinderella getting water from the well any more, I guess..
We’ll be heading south tomorrow, hopefully to a good anchorage in West Palm Beach where we can get a strong cell signal. I’ll be participating in another virtual school visit for a few days and need to be able to Zoom. I figure that if I could Zoom from a tidal creek in GA, I’ll definitely be able to do so from a well-populated area.
Life on Lailia 