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| Onset, Massachusetts Lat: 41 44.066N Long: 70 38.959W The night was exceptionally long in Plymouth. I found our wind generator seems to have stopped generating. Not a good thing, since we use copious amounts of electric demands aboard because of all the nifty niceties that are part of our life: electronic navigation, Tides & Current Tables, refrigerator, lights, fresh water pump, radio, cell phone recharging, radar. The list seems endless. Anyway, I ruminated about the problem, opened up the seats and traced the wiring to see if we had somehow disconnected a wire leading to the batteries from the generator. All seemed fine, however. Squally rain arrived in the night, and the boat bucked at its mooring. Still I lay awake, thinking through the problem. Sometime around 0200 hours, it struck me that the wires inside the stainless steel pole supporting the generator might have twisted and come apart. Morning light presented us with a chewed up sky, filled with watery clouds. The wind was out of the north as the front came through. We motored over to the marina dock and tied alongside. I then deconstructed the pole and generator, laying it down on the dock and fishing inside the pole to find the broken wire that I knew was there. No luck. All the wiring was in perfect shape. We reinstalled the pole, used the location to fill our water tank, checked the oil in the engine and the fresh water-cooling. All was fine. So we had a light lunch and headed south to Onset, on the west end of the Cape Cod Canal. It�s important to time your passage through the canal with the favorable current. We arrived just at slack water and benefited on the passage through by picking up 1.5 knots of speed. As a result, the seven-mile long canal was passed in just over an hour. We decided the pull into Onset, a sleepy little village on the western edge of the canal. We circled to find enough water, dropped our Bruce anchor, with 100 feed of chain in 12 feet of water and snugged down for the night. Jo baked bread in the evening. The cat seems to be a little perkier, but she still doesn�t have her old characteristic orneriness back yet. |
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