Peck Lake is another one of those anchorages that according to the charts, you can’t get into. The chart here reads 2 foot depth, but clearly there is more then that. Once in and the hook is down, you can land the dinghy at a small beach and tie it up to the trees. Now here’s the cool part, there’s a small opening in the growth and a foot path. That footpath takes you 75 yards and viola, you’re on the beach! Pretty cool stuff.
Hobe Sound on the way to Peck Lake.
Where we anchored and the beach at Peck Lake..
The pathway to the beach..
Our friends Pat and Doug and their boat, Sanctuary.
Sunset at Peck Lake..
Doug and Pat from Sanctuary told us about this anchorage a couple of years ago and it has turned into one of our favorites for overnight stops. In the Skipper Bob book, it’s at mile marker 964.4. At first glance and on the chartplotter, it looks as if the anchorage is not assessable from the ICW. You have to go between two small islands and the charted depth is 2 feet so most folks just pass on by. However, if you follow the entrance instructions given by Skipper Bob, it’s a piece of cake with plenty of depth.
It’s funny, you can sit there and watch other boats go by and slow down or even stop, while they try to figure out how we managed to get in there. Once in, it’s very quite with great protection and no wakes. Today’s run will bring us to Peck Lake, another favorite spot to drop the hook. In the next posts I’ll try to remember to grab a screenshot of our location according to Google Earth.
You never know what you might see right around the next corner…
A couple of nice houses in this area..
This house Pat showed us on the way to the store when we were in Cocoa. The picture doesn’t do it justice. This was a very, very spooky looking house. If I had to walk by at night, I think I would cross the street first!
Our current location and heading south…
The old saying ” cruiser plans are written in sand at low tide” rang true once again. We had planned on dropping the hook at Titusville, but when we got there and looked at the anchorage there was no way we were spending the night there. With the anchorage on the west side of the ICW and the wind blowing from the east, there was just too much wind-blown chop to be comfortable. So, out comes Skipper Bob and the search for the next anchorage is on.
As it turns out Addison Point was looking pretty good. We came though the Addison Point drawbridge and turned left following the causeway. With an eye on the depth finder we eased our way up. The further up we got the more the water smoothed out because the causeway was blocking the chop. Finally, about 150 yards off the causeway and in 6 foot of water we dropped the hook. The wind was still blowing 15-20 knots, but the water was still. Still enough to cook a great Thanksgiving dinner!
The next day was a short run to Cocoa to meet up with our cruiser friends, Pat and Doug on Sanctuary, a Grand Banks 36. Even though we haven’t seen them in over a year, when we met up, it was like we had never left. They have a car here so they offered to drive us to Walmart to grab a few things and that was much appreciated. Afterwards, there was dinner together at a place called Ryan’s which served the largest pizza I have ever seen. The best part is our plans matched up enough that we are able to travel together today and drop the hook in the same spot!
Our Thanksgiving dinner was awesome!
Mork and Mindy contemplating…
Ok, here’s the pic of a bridge board I promised. You can see that the clearance here is 66 feet. Plenty for us. And yes, sometimes the drawbridges fail to open both sides. Always interesting maneuvering through, especially with a nice strong current…
Following our friends Pat and Doug to the next anchorage called ” Hole in the Wall”.
Yesterday between St. Augustine and Daytona Beach the word for the day was bridges, or the lack of clearance thereof. Two things combined to make it a real interesting day. One was higher tides then normal and the other was since the east wind has been blowing for days now, I believe it’s pushed more water then normal into the ICW. As a result every bridge that before was no concern, turned into a real concern.
My mast height is 62 feet with a 3 foot antenna on top, so I need at least 63 foot clearance in order not to damage anything up top. The antenna bends, so I do have a little cushion there. First bridge out of St. Augustine was at 62 foot and no way were we even going to try. We turned around and picked up the mooring ball we just left and waited for the tide to fall. After about an hour, someone on the radio said the bridge was now at 63 foot. Time to go.
We eased up to the bridge still not 100 percent sure we had clearance. Inch by inch we got closer and closer. There was definitely some pucker factor going on. About 6 inches from the bridge we were just barely making any headway. I figured if we touched going this slow we wouldn’t suffer ant damage and I would have time to back off really quick. As it turns out we made it through with no issues.
We picked up a buddy boat, Civil Twilight, and since his mast was higher then ours we would go through the bridges first and report back clearance. He did end up bending his masthead light on one bridge though. Finally at Memorial Bridge in Daytona Beach we could go no further. The bridge was barely at 62 foot. Next low tide was at 4:30 in the morning, so we dropped the hook and settled in for the night.
At 5:00am I launched the dinghy to run up to the bridge and take a look at the height boards up close. Most bridges on the ICW have a board that reads how much clearance there is based on the tide. Next blog I’ll try to post a picture of one. The boards read 63 and a half foot, so I hightailed it back to the boat to pull anchor and go. Made it through with no issues and the last bridge for the day in New Smyrna Beach was cleared too.
Right now we’re motorsailing down the Mosquito Lagoon on the way to Titusville, where we’ll drop the hook and have Thanksgiving. Hope all of you are having a very happy Thanksgiving!
The bridges at Daytona Beach….