
The best time to make the trip is when the winds are light and the seas are small. You have to sit around and wait for this scenario. The winds here are usually quite robust. So we wait and the day arrives.
We say our farewells to customs, immigration and friends. Leave port at 7:30am and head for Bonaire.
We picked a good time to go. The winds are blowing between 8-10 knots and the seas are barely 2-3 feet. So far so good.

Soon the Curacao Coast Guard fly over us to see who we are and what our country flag is. They keep very close tabs on their coast line.

But remember, we picked a day with little wind so we settle in for a long trip.
No squalls, no pirates, it is still a good day. We plan for a late afternoon arrival and discuss how we will pick up our mooring under sail. It would be much easier if we had one engine working.....
A little later the captain goes below and changes the fuel filter on engine number one. It is not an easy task in the rolling seas. Down below, smell of diesel, rocking back and forth....you get the picture. It makes him a bit green. But he comes through and voila we have engine power.....for about 10 minutes. To our horror, the newly pampered engine stops again. We can't believe it. Why? And then it dawns on us. WE ARE OUT OF FUEL! How could this happen? It did and it will never again. We laugh because what else can you do?
Once close enough to Bonaire we launch our dinghy. Steve continues the slow sail to the anchorage while Anne takes off in the little boat and heads for the fuel dock with 2 diesel containers. With 10 gallons of diesel in her tanks, Fine Line finally agrees to motor the rest of the way to the mooring. Long day, 7:30 am to 5:30pm. Now we go visit customs, immigration and the local bar. Bottoms up!
No squalls, no pirates, it is still a good day. We plan for a late afternoon arrival and discuss how we will pick up our mooring under sail. It would be much easier if we had one engine working.....

We continue our trip under sail. It is long and requires multiple tacks. A tack is when a sailboat has to make zigzag course changes to get to it's destination. The wind determines how many zigzags and our wind is having fun with us. 5 tacks later and it is getting late.

You may wonder why we bother to come backwards to Bonaire. It is a great place. Soccer madness prevails as the Netherlands wins the semifinal game.
4 comments:
Are you guys whining about a little sail to another island? I thought that was the point! Hope Bonaire is great!
Mike Shaw
Oops - I hate it when that happens! Getting gas while still under sail was a great idea. We loved Bonaire too so can see why you're so enamored by the place. Enjoy!
Anne & Steve,
I just finished reading the blog from the start to this point.
Great photos..!
Thanks for sharing the adventure.
Bob...
So it is it the captain's or first mate's job to check the gas tanks before you depart?
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