The Earth is 70% water, so there are lots
of potential places to go sailing. But a
good sailing destination needs to have these attributes: Lots of little islands to sail around,
explore, and break up the waves. Lovely
scenery. Fair and steady winds. Warm temperatures. A good sailing and boating community.
And here is the clincher: it needs to be someplace we can get to with
reasonable expense. The British Virgin
Islands, of course, is one of the world's best places to sail, but it costs a
pile of money to get there. (Actually
that pretty much describes the entire Caribbean.) Ideally, we want to go someplace in the
continental United States. An added
bonus to that was: no international
customs and immigration hassles.
And
so we chose the Florida Keys. The Keys
are a 100-mile long string of coral islands, stretching in a long
southwesterly-curving arc from the southern tip of Florida. U.S. Highway #1 ran the entire
length of the island chain. Bordering the
tropics, the Keys were blessed with the northern-most fringe of the
ever-constant easterly trade winds. All
the cruising books agreed: this was one
great place to sail! And we could fly
from Houston to Miami and back on a song.
Regarding our vessel: it needed to be large enough to accommodate
the whole lot of us, possibly as many as nine people. All the crew (except me) was very adamant
that it must include proper creature comforts, such as air conditioning and
nice big beds for all.
Next came the task of figuring out just
where amongst all these islands to go, a true Labor of Love if there ever was
one. Planning an itinerary for such a
trip requires much research and a lot of map plotting. The foremost task was figuring out where to
spend each night. It had to be a
suitable place to moor or drop anchor, with proper depth, seabed, protection
from weather, and boat swing room. And
it needed to be interesting, or at least picturesque. And ideally, you want each daily
"leg" of the trip to be about equal in length. And of course, we need to have interim stops
along the way to get provisions and such.
The
first big decision was deciding which side of the island chain to sail upon: the southerly Atlantic side, or the northerly
Gulf of Mexico side. Each side seemed to
have its pros and cons. And here is the
big issue: you see, the Rainbows End has this freakishly tall
mast, at 72 feet. And all along the
route are bridges and power lines that are too low to traverse. There was, according to the map, only one
place to cross between them, a tiny channel called Snake Creek where U.S.
Highway #1 had a bascule (hinged) bridge, not far from Key Largo. Once we crossed, there was no going back
until we got to Key West.
I knew ahead of time it was going to be great! |
And so, with my cruising guide, the
Internet, and five full-sized NOAA nautical charts at 1:40,000 resolution, I
meticulously plotted out seven nightly stops, including the final one in a Key
West marina where, as agreed, we would drop off Rainbows End at the conclusion of the trip. We were good to go!
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