This is a trip report by Chumbucket, a TI operator, of his Challenge experience. It is taken from the WaterTribe forum.
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Chumbucket wrote:
I can provide a perspective on the outside route to CP1. I departed the beach right at 7am and headed for Passage Key Inlet between Anna Maria Island and Passage Key. I was solo in a Hobie TI and noticed several other Hobie Islands around me as well as some of the bigger cats and a Core sound in front of me.
I will note that I had my cellphone turned off to conserve the battery and stowed to protect it from the salt water; and did not have my VHF turned on for the same reason, and because I didn’t perceive the weather conditions to be bad enough to warrant it (no storms in the area, just brisk wind and some sketchy waves).
None of the boats around me were having any trouble, but they were all multi-hull sailboats (except the Core Sound). I would describe the bay waters as very lumpy with a swell coming from one direction and steeper shorter period waves from another. I had all of my sail out and was sailing very fast, surfing down one wave and into the back of the next. The confused waves would sometimes come from behind and sometimes slap me in the side, and as the wind picked up I started experiencing some broaching motion so I furled to slow down a bit and maintain better control.
As I approached the pass it was easy to see the breakers on each side. It looked pretty knarly at first, but once I lined up with the cha nnel the path out to the Gulf became clear and I took the safe way right up the middle. I did notice one of the Hobie Tis cut the corner behind the breakers and made it through just fine.
Once in the Gulf, the seas actually were a bit better, there was a swell of about 2 (maybe 3) feet with crossing wind driven waves coming in from the port stern quarter. Very few waves were actually breaking. Wind was strong and gusty, but with the sea state more predicable I took out the reef and went flying down the coast at 7-8+ knots for most of the morning and into the afternoon. I even hit some short term speeds of over 10 knots. Pretty exciting on a Hobie TI. Water was warm but the air was cool and even though I was wearing a full body dry suit I started feeling a bit chilly so I started peddling my mirage drive to generate some body heat.
With the fast speeds, the outside fleet separated pretty quickly with the fast big cats quickly pulling away and over the horizon. Soon enough, even the Tis disappeared from view.
Because of the wind and wave action, constant attention was needed at the rudder control, so taking care of, um, personal business and getting food, etc. was a challenge but manageable. It was otherwise pretty uneventful. The most exciting thing that happened to me in the Gulf was coming across a pod of dolphins. Always exciting to see and a good omen I thought. Little did I know of all the drama happening in Tampa Bay.
I did see some Coast Guard Helicopters fly past, thinking that they were just patrolling but also thinking it unusual to see them twice in the span of an hour…and then hoping they were not out to rescue a WaterTriber.
As the day wore on the sun peaked out and I actually got a bit warm. The wind also shifted more easterly and died down quite a bit as did my speed.
I approached Stump Pass in the late afternoon and found it much calmer than last year and it was a fun surf down the outer breakers into the channel. I had to fight an outgoing current and directly into the wind which was the least fun activity of the day, but it was over soon and I rounded the corner toward the ICW and totally calm waters.
I would be remiss if I didn’t confess my screw up. I got greedy and tried to cut a corner to the ICW and guess what happened? I ran aground in the muky mud, and had to get out of the kayak and walk it back to the channel. Then…..I did it again! Geeze…felt like an idiot. I stayed in the channel the rest of the way to Cape Haze Marina and hit the beach at 16:15, beating my time from last year by over two hours! I thought it very strange that I was the only boat on the beach, and decided to dig out my cellphone and check in with the wife before heading through the mangroves to marina.
As soon as I turned on my phone, it lit up and pinged with numerous missed calls and texts. It was only then that I realize what went down. After talking to my wife (who was only mildly worried because she was able to follow me on SPOT page), I made my way to the check point captain to make sure they knew I was off the water, and found a gathering of other sailors scratching their heads as to why the event was cancelled.
All in all, I thought the day was “sporting” in a Hobie TI and never felt out of control or that conditions were dangerous. Of course, this is the perspective of a Hobie TI. I would not have wanted to be in the open Gulf in a regular kayak, but I have no doubt the some of the experienced WaterTribers could have handled it just fine.
Thinking back to those helicopters that flew by me, I wonder if they were checking me out trying to figure out if I was a WaterTriber? Hopefully, they saw that I was properly equipped and in no danger and went on to other problems. Or perhaps I was just too far away for them to send a chase boat to herd me out of the water.
Sometimes ignorance is bliss.
Keith