Quirky seas followed us across Mobile Bay. Dishes were rattling, the table walked across the room and the inclinometer sporadically read ten to twenty degrees. The heavy winds pushed us off the dock as quickly as Denny pulled us in but Dog River Marina welcomed us. Time to repair and regroup.
Ten Looper boats shared a transient dock with us and joined us for dinner at the Mobile Yacht Club. The days brought warmth from the sun but the heater was on at night.
Three nights and two days in port and Dream Seeker has a new stern light, fresh oil and new gaskets on the port engine. I found a Dillards but not enough hours to spend there.
Leaving Dog River the sun was shining and boaters wore only light weight jackets. The fuel and water tanks were filled the holding tank emptied. We are on our way south east through Mobile Bay, toward the Florida panhandle and onto the Gulf intercostal waterway.
Unbelievable! Mobile Bay, the water is like a sheet of glass, the seas are dead calm and seagulls are floating on the still water. The sun is shining.
Dolphins! At two o’clock! Straight ahead! Dolphins! In Mobile Bay! Dolphins are riding our bow waves they are all around us.
We are almost home!