The next few days were spent cleaning up the carnage, traveling to Toms River to buy a new dingy (a Walker Bay 8) and staging ourselves to move on to Atlantic City and then to Cape May.
It was an opportunity to make new friends.
Disaster almost struk again. Poor Tuk was on the way to the bow to do his business and was litterally blown overboard. Fortunately, he was able to swim to the boat and I was able to grab him out of the water. He looked pretty sad as he dried out and was afraid to go out of the cockpit for a number of days.
The wind was a steady 30mph that day with several gusts into the mid-fortys. I measured one gust at 50 mph. This was a good day to stay on a free mooring ball at Barnegat Inlet.
One of the photos above shows the waves forming in the anchorage. It also shows a 75 foot fishing boat that did not make the entrance to Barnegat on the day that we were leaving to buy a new dingy. You think you have problems, then you see others with real problems and you don't feel so bad about your own.
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