Just wanted to share our day with those of you who follow our blog..
We had to tow the Tropical Voyager to Marathon today(she blew up her motor last week), and as the title says, it was not only to Marathon (Mile Marker 45) but it was a marathon trip! Our crew was me (driving the Tropical Dream as the tow boat) Chris, Alaina and Rob. Everything started well as we pulled off the dock, and shortly after the fun began. It was pretty tough�controlling a 29,000 pound vessel in our canal with the Tropical Dream, which probably weights about 5,000 pounds. Needless to say we had to fend off quite a few times ,� I used a few colorful metaphors several times to describe my feelings on how it was all going, but the�problems really started when the Dream stalled out�a few times. Each time it did, we basically lost control and�Alaina, Chris and Rob ran around like nuts trying to keep us from crashing. At one point the Dream quit and I couldn’t get her started for about 20 minutes while we hung on to the�boat lifts along the side of Key Largo Harbor. Then she quit one final time right�next to the jetty (worst possible place), so�the wind took the Voyager into the rocks. All in all, just one scratch, not too bad.
It was clear at that point we needed to call in reinforcements as the Dream was just outmatched. We got the Tropical Explorer out in the channel�to take over. Once we did that, it was merely 12 more hours down to�Marathon (can you detect the sarcasm?), we already had 3 hours into since we started at 6am, and�didn’t get the Explorer hooked up until 9am and pointed�south. We�loaded all of us�on the Explorer for the ride down, but not before Alaina had to get wet so she could untangle the tow line from the shaft.
The next 12 hours�Rob and I�discussed everything from�music, geo politcal�solutions,�Chris Angel’s magic tricks, through and to cultural nuances between the states and the brits. Chris and I learned lots of new British slang courtesy of Rob. Alaina took 5 naps. Chris was out for a while. We all took turns driving. We cruised at a steady 4.6 knots.��We finally got to boot key in Marathon as the sun was setting. We were headed down the channel�and then�the draw bridge decided not to answer. Rob and Chris scrambled to the top of the Voyager to take the antennas down. SPLASH! He slipped from top deck and went in! Rob apparently decided that this trip was going to hell and he abandoned ship! The official count was now up to 2 wet, 2 dry. Then when we finally got under the bridge, we missed the marina entrance and had to make a big loop in a tight spot with sailboats parked all over. Amazingly enough we managed to not hit anything and finally drove it down the tight canal and parked both boats on the sea wall.
Whewh.. We made it.. Left at 6am, arrived at 9pm. Drove home 1 hour.� It is now after 10pm. Alaina, Chris and Rob did an awesome job for sure. I’m not sure about any of them, but I still feel like I’m rocking on a boat.. Anyway, some pictures of what the motor looks like coming out of the boat..��