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The Adventure Begins...
OLGA

My good friends, Cherie Anderson, her son, Sean, and Pam helped me to rig the canoe for sailing. We went to a used marine supply store in Ft. Myers and Cherie noticed a used windsurfer, which was perfect since we could use the mast, the sail and the rudder. I wanted to use the board of the windsurfer as an out rig. The purpose of the outriggers was to make sure the dogs did not flip the canoe over lest, God-forbid, the three of us should end up in the waters of the Caloosahatchee river or Lake Okeechobee as gator feed. In the end, we decided against using the board. Instead, I would try to build the outriggers with river reeds once I arrived at the island in Alva. Cherie and Sean ended up doing most of the work since I was not knowledgeable in anything that had to do with tools. None of us knew anything about sailing, much less rigging a canoe. However, we had done some research on the PC on the subject and I must say that Cherie and Sean did an outstanding job on rigging the mast as well as fitting a couple of aluminum pipes across the canoe to which I would eventually be able to attach the outriggers.
Rigging the canoe. Photo by Cherie Anderson.
Cherie drove us to the W.P.Franklin lock in Olga, located at approximately 25 miles upstream from the Gulf of Mexico. This is the first of the five locks that regulate the water levels of the Okeechobee Waterway, which was built in 1937 by the Army Corps of Engineers after two hurricanes flooded and destroyed the areas surrounding Lake Okeechobee. The waterway is 152 miles long with an average canal depth of 8 ft. and widths that range from 80 to 100 ft. It also serves as a maritime short-cut from the Gulf of Mexico to the Atlantic Ocean, making it possible for pleasure and commercial boats to go from one coast to the other without having to circle around the southern tip of the peninsula.
This was the first time we would test the canoe to see if it would sail. I imagine that anyone who was watching must have placed bets that I would not make it. I had never sailed before in my life and the knowledge that there were a couple of large alligators somewhere under the water did not make my first attempt at sailing any easier. The sail and the rigging, which Cherrie and Sean had installed, were working perfectly but the leeboard I had installed was not the right size nor shape and the canoe was not responding. It also didn't help matters that I had not installed a rudder, thinking that I could easily use the paddle to steer. Yeah, right! I am sure Cherie must have had a good laugh while watching me trying desperately to keep the canoe on any kind of course. It was a humbling experience.
My two dogs, April and Alice are mutts or as I have heard it said on occasion: special blends. I adopted April at the pound when she was just a puppy. Her mother was a black Labrador - father unknown. Alice was a rescue dog. The previous owner had kept her tied to a six-foot leash for over a year; under a high car port where she did not get adequate protection from the rain during the afternoon thunderstorms nor from the scorching, morning sun in the hot summer days. She was also beaten and kicked on a daily basis. As a result, when she finally found herself free, she would take off running like a Tasmanian devil and would not heed when called. She would only return from her escapades when she had had her fill and felt like coming back. No one wanted her because she was hyper and disobedient. 

I have been doing research to try to identify Alice's breed because none of the veterinarians to whom I have spoken really knows. She looks exactly like Steve & Terri Irwin's dog (Crocodile Hunter): Zoey. They look like identical twins except Alice does not have a tail. I believe she is an Australian Cattle Dog: a breed that resulted from a mix of a now extinct English Shepherd, Dingo and Staffordshire Bull. Not only does she resemble a dingo but on one occasion my girlfriend, Donna, and I took her out to the country and let her loose so that she could run to her heart's desire. She went into a cattle ranch and started to chase the cows. When any of the towering bulls would come running towards her, she would turn and outrun it. As soon as the bull stopped, Alice would resume her chase of the cows with absolute glee and pleasure.
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