Sailing the Karina C

Vessel Name: Karina C
Vessel Make/Model: Spencer 35
Hailing Port: Nanaimo, B.C.
Crew: Jay + Anita Bigland
About: We are a crew of 2 ready to take on adventure on the Pacific Coast. We have returned from sailing to Mexico from 2010-15.
Extra: email us at jayanitabigland@gmail.com
10 April 2020 | Home port, Newcastle Marina, Nanaimo
06 June 2018 | S Gulf Islands
01 April 2018 | Newcastle Marina
20 January 2018 | Willemstad Curaçao
09 January 2018 | Fort de France Martinique
03 January 2018 | Ft. Lauderdale
01 January 2018 | Victoria airport
14 November 2017
12 September 2017 | Nanaimo
01 September 2017 | Nanaimo
04 July 2017
16 May 2017 | S Pender Island
03 May 2017 | Westport Marina
08 April 2017 | Nanaimo
28 March 2017 | Home
05 March 2017 | Singapore Airport
01 March 2017 | Enroute to Singapore
01 March 2017 | At sea towards Singapore
28 February 2017 | Laem Chabang
28 February 2017 | Laem Chabang
Recent Blog Posts
10 April 2020 | Home port, Newcastle Marina, Nanaimo

There is no place like home

Anita's writing:

06 June 2018 | S Gulf Islands

On our way

The N end of Wallace Island (Conover Cove)

01 April 2018 | Newcastle Marina

Getting ready for another season

Karina at this point just got back into the water after a haulout. New zincs and a fresh coat of bottom paint and we're ready for our spring cruise. I wanted to go to the USA (Olympia WA) and Anita wanted to stay in Canada. So we compromised: we started in Canada and went to Victoria. We did have a good visit with Jim, Simon, Tina & David.

20 January 2018 | Willemstad Curaçao

In Curaçao

Anita in the fashion show onboard the Koningsdam.

09 January 2018 | Fort de France Martinique

In Fort de France

Soufrierre Bay and town. It was the first capital of St. Lucia. Pitons are to the right.

03 January 2018 | Ft. Lauderdale

Set.....

Inside the cruise ship terminal

There is no place like home

10 April 2020 | Home port, Newcastle Marina, Nanaimo
Jay + Anita Bigland | Good
Anita's writing:
We often ask God to guide us but refuse to listen. Years ago I did that in Mexico, refusing to listen, and now here again, we turned a deaf ear.
I was recuperating from a cold I got a month ago, and with my weakened immune system, thought it was probably not too prudent to be out on the boat, especially if Covid germs be anywhere nearby. I usually catch every disease as my immune system is bad at the best of times. Jay was anxious for a short hop to Pirates Cove. The car wasn't working right as the radio had a mind of it's own for turning off the radio once we stopped the car. We ordered the new door switch for it, and after an overnight visit to the service department tracking down the electrical problems, he discovered even when the radio turned off there was a voltage leak of 1 amp. It will be 10 days to get the part shipped from US. The marina said no to leaving the car plugged in while we were away, and I was worried after a couple of days away, that the battery would be drained too much to start.
Undeterred, armed with a long extension cord, trickle charger packed, battery booster unit and jumper cables, we untied the lines of Karina. We got about 15 minutes off the dock, in front of Protection Island when the engine alarm came on. A fast uncovering of the sails, and we sailed to a mooring can at Newcastle Island. Jay hadn't had his breakfast, as he had just come from a fasting test, so his coffee thermos was open, and was the last thing on our mind in the panic, as the cockpit got a coffee bath. We managed under sail to catch the mooring can on first try, due to my excellent Captain (I usually run around in circles doing nothing in a panic). Jay grabbed the temperature gauge for the engine to find out, it wasn't working, even with a new battery. So much for that diagnosis device.
After something to eat Jay dove into the job while I found the appropriate tools to hand to him. The engine had run just fine at the dock a week ago when tested for about a 1/2 hour (I"m sure the neighbours enjoyed the perfume of the exhaust. ) Anyhow, engines always seem to work when tied to a dock. Murphy's law. Jay tracked down the culprit to being the cooling system and flushed with French kissing it. Tested for an hour, and all seemed OK. Too late for Dodd Narrows, but thankfully problem didn't occur in the Narrows. Decided Newcastle would be the destination. The trails are pretty. The trails were open though facilities were all closed. Enjoyed a good walk though we cut it a bit short due to Jay's back bothering him from leaning over the engine. I hadn't thought to bring ibuprofen. Enjoyed my pre made supper and a movie. Quiet peaceful night, and the gentle bobbing of the boat felt good. Diesel heater made it cozy. After breakfast and ham nets, we rowed towards shore to find out new signs had been put up with warnings of Do Not Enter, with yellow tape and a gate across the dock ramp.
With winds predicted to come up later, and nowhere to go, we decided to head home. The wind was already up, and just before heading down our chute to our slip, the engine alarm went off again. Too close to do anything but to drift into the nearest boat to raft up. Despite Covid, and social distancing, nothing gets faster assistance than nervous boat owners seeing an 8 ton engineless boat quickly ready to collide into their pride and joy. The guy helped us tie, and said take as long as needed. With 35 feet of boat it were able to keep our distance. Jay took the dive tank this time to the cooling line. It seemed OK to run so with a prayer, we made our short hop to the safety of our own slip. Jay went up to Midland tools (car started ok), and bought a new thermostat and temperature gauge device for engine diagnostics. It's been years since the thermostat has been replaced, and the owner's manual recommended every 2000 hours of running time. We were well overdue on that one. Taking things apart Jay found the real problem. The water strainer was choked full of leaves and crap that has probably been slowly filling up for years. When Jay first removed it, we thought it odd that this device would be opaque for ease of checking it, but it only appeared opaque due to how overly full of debris was. Blowing air backwards through the system had just floated the debris temporarily and once settled stopped the intake of all but a trickle of engine cooling water on our raw water cooled system. We tied to the piling and gave a trial test. Both the engine seems to work and the stability of the marina pilings work well.
Jay:
As always, Anita is extremely modest about her sailing and mechanical skills. She is an excellent gofer (go for this or that tool) and a good set of eyes for my cataract clouded vision. Too bad as I might be looking for a new wife as she says the boat is gonna stay tied up until the car works and Covid is history, I always had trouble trying to get the top off of the water strainer. With Anita holding the pipe wrench in place, I managed to open the water strainer to discover the creature from the black lagoon hiding in the recesses of the strainer. Once the boat was put back together and the motor tested at load, we got the car loaded and headed home, Anita felt sorry for my aching back and we got into the hot tub to ease my aching back. Today I wore a back brace for a good chunk of the morning and that helped. We need to head back to Karina as we forgot a few things.

On our way

06 June 2018 | S Gulf Islands
Jay/ Cool
The N end of Wallace Island (Conover Cove)

After the Spring Concert Band (April 15) we left dock and passed through Doddd Narrows. The batteries appeared to be a little weak, so we decided to take a dock for the night and charge things up. So, we headed for Ladysmith and took a night at the Fisherman's dock. Kind of a fishy an folksy dock, but definitely cheaper than all the others. We also realized we were a little short on cash, so we found a money machine, took out a few dollars and ended our walk through town with a stop at the grocery store.
The next day we motored S and made a hard left at Houston Passage and then a hard right and stopped at Conover Cove. We stayed there for 3 nights. We walked all the trails on the island. There is a new one (at least new to us) going all the way down to Panther Point.
Eventually, we decided it was time to leave. Leaving Conover Cove always requires a high tide for Karina. So we waited and did just that.
We decided to head for Victoria and so we headed back down Houston Passage, Through Samsun Narrows and stopped at Genoa Bay where we anchored for the night. We had a pleasant walk through the little settlement around the marina.
The next day, we headed into Brentwood Bay where we anchored in Tod Inlet. There we stayed several days. We visited our son and daughter. We enjoyed our time there making a trip to the pool and getting showers.
Next, we upped anchor and started the long journey home. It's long for us as we always seem to take the scenic route. We stopped at Princess Cove on Portland Island where we walked the trails on the island. This spring Anita has had to deal with a bursitis on the heel. The doctor calls it "pump bump." So we just made it halfway around the island before Anita had to give up and we cut across the island to get back to the boat.
The next day we headed for Ganges where we visited our friends Heinz and Lisa. They took us up to their place. Showered and fed, we headed for home again. We stopped at Clam Bay which always has good HAM reception. We were able to talk to Alaska the next morning.
We made good time getting to Dodd Narrows arriving 20 mins early. We got to the marina just before lunch (which we had on the boat). Went home and cut the lawn.

Getting ready for another season

01 April 2018 | Newcastle Marina
Jay/ Cool
Karina at this point just got back into the water after a haulout. New zincs and a fresh coat of bottom paint and we're ready for our spring cruise. I wanted to go to the USA (Olympia WA) and Anita wanted to stay in Canada. So we compromised: we started in Canada and went to Victoria. We did have a good visit with Jim, Simon, Tina & David.

In Curaçao

20 January 2018 | Willemstad Curaçao
Jay/ Hot/ Humid
Anita in the fashion show onboard the Koningsdam.
January 16
We are again away from the craziness of Ft. Lauderdale and we are presently getting ready to untie from Grand Turk Island. Not a very big island. A little smaller than Saltspring Island.
Today, we walked down the Island to the point where snorkeling is popular (allegedly). Turned out that the ocean was not particularly accommodating. We did walk the beach and found several conch shells. There was a road shortcut to and from the boat. It was quite buggy and I fed many bugs. Fortunately, Anita had packed the Lanacane and that made the afternoon bearable until the soaking in the hot tub eased the situation.
I am glad I am not navigating this area. There are many shallows and reefs around here.
January 20 1924
We are in the Renaissance Hotel on Willemstad, Curaçao. Rooms are a paltry $239 a night. Noisy here in the lobby
I inquired of the age of the trumpet player in the BB King band. He looke like Diana Ross's grandfather, but he's only 54. Obviously some hard years in there.
The sunburn is settling down a bit. Anita is gonna Lanacane me tonight. We are looking forward to the end of the cruise. I think 3 weeks is a little long. The live shows on the boat are almost all repeats now.

In Fort de France

09 January 2018 | Fort de France Martinique
Jay/Hot humid
Soufrierre Bay and town. It was the first capital of St. Lucia. Pitons are to the right.
January 6 1421
We've had an eventful few days on the Koningsdam. We were delayed getting away from the dock on the 3rd due to steering problems. They got put right by 1900 and we were on our way. We made it in time for arrival at St. Martin. Last night I must have got some bad seafood. Felt queazy most of the night. This morning, I puked up the supper. Felt a little better after the puke. Anita practiced piano this morning while I was trying to feel better. Eventually, We walked into town and bought Anita a wedding band. They took our last dollar, so we walked back to the boat. Got caught in a downpour on the way back. I stripped down and went back to bed. Anita joined me and we got up at 1400 and wandered up to the Lido deck for some hot water. Trying to rehydrate. Seems to be going OK, but slow.
January 7 1322
Today I feel a bit better. I'm eating solid food, but nothing too greasy. Today is St. Lucia. They were not damaged by the hurricane. We walked top the foot of the dock. I did some wifi, I cleared the email and checked the news. Anita explored the shops in the hood. We walked back to the boat. I was a little tired from the food poisoning episode a couple of days ago. I slept for 2.5 hours while Anita played the piano. After that, I had a light lunch of bread and cheese with some fruit. That brings us up to date on the blog. I'm gonna sit in the hot tub this afternoon and sleep a little more. Definitely not up to full speed in energy or appetite.
Later..... Appetite slowly recovering. I'm still being very conservative at supper. As we sailed out of St. Lucia, we sailed by the Pitons. The cab driver on a tour we took last year called them the Dolly Partons. As it got darker, I noticed there were no lights on in the town.

Set.....

03 January 2018 | Ft. Lauderdale
Jay/ Wet
Inside the cruise ship terminal

Tuesday, January 2 1000

We were up a few minutes before the alarm went off at 0455. Had a nice breakfast of cheerios and coffee. Got to the airport at 0615. Boarded the plane at 0815.
Then we sat at the terminal
And sat.
And sat.
At 0915 we started moving again. By that time, I got a severe case of numbum. So did Anita. Our stewardess looks like Tammy Faye Bakker's makeup teacher. No idea of what she looks like behind all that makeup and false eyelashes. We had a French teacher back in high school that must have put her makeup on with a trowel.
The crew says they will make up for the time we sat at the airport by reckless flying. We'll see how that goes. So far, my bum has achieved a blissful state of paralysis where I can't feel anything. My seat mate is snoring. Anita is dozing and I am writing. The young fellow to my left is a criminal justice student from Florida. I guess that means he knows how to survive in the slammer or commit the perfect crime. Says he wants to work for ATF when he graduates. I guess these folks go around and make sure every American is equipped with a bottle of booze, a package of Cuban cigars and an AK-47. That is mandatory equipment on the streets of Fort Lauderdale. Don't wanna mess with the little stuff. Do it right.
Almost everything is pay for on this flight. Fortunately, Anita swiped some fruit and a muffin from the breakfast buffet, so we'll be good until we land. We loose 3 hours on this flight. I will need to download the book on the watch when I get to the hotel so I can change the time zones. I want to start lunch as it is 2:00 pm in Fort Lauderdale, but its 11:00 am in Seattle.
We have never been to Ft. Lauderdale before. My only association is painting our boat above the waterline Lauderdale Blue. According to my seat mate, the town is only about a half hour drive N of Miami. The W Coast weather seems to have followed us to the East as it is supposed to be in the mid 60F (16C) so the pool will be off for us today. Probably get an early night and then go in quest for an electric razor in Ft. Lauderdale tomorrow. ( I forgot the electric cord)
Typically, the cruise ship terminal and the hotel are far away from a Target, Walgreens, or Walmart where I might get a cheap electric razor. I may have to run the power out on my razor and bleed from there. Anita says I should just grow a beard. I know what that means: no smooching for the vacation as she never kisses a grizzly face.
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We just finished supper at the bar+grill at the restaurant. There was no other place to eat. In the restaurant was comedian Kareoke. These guys were proof of life after death. The comedy made me look like Bob Hope. Then, We flee back to our room and turn on the news to hear President Kim declare he has the nuclear button on his desk. President Trump responds he has a bigger button. I feel safe just knowing that.
We are to bed in a few minutes so we can get to the cruise terminal early and go off in quest for an electric razor. My next best hope is the US Virgin Islands. All the rest of the islands run on 220V I suspect.
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