No, I don't think that Eric had any cats in his fleet, but he Was set out for adventure on the sea!
My transition from the beachcats to the cruising cat did take some convincing and then an Act of God to make it happen. After the pitchpole incident I quite sailing. I missed being out on a good sailing day, but not enough.
Then, when gale force winds were building and there was no one else to draft
, I crewed to bring Catalpa home as Katrina came across south Florida. Winds were 45 knots with gusts even stronger, rain was blinding, I'D NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE!!! She was solid and steady, the chop was of little consequence and even when the BIG trollers powered by, with the additional wake tossing over her rails, she went through it faster and forward with barely a slap or a roll.
So, I tell myself, we survived this. There were no 15 foot waves, the sails
were stowed, the diesels were sound, and she felt really good when the bows went down and we were travelling at 9+ knots in front of the wind
It was a rush.
So, maybe crossing the Gulfstream at night to cruise
to the Bahamas
may not be so bad?
I'm looking forward to being here and what lies ahead