July 23, up and off early as usual, but this time we are in search of fuel to ensure we don't have issues at a later time. Try to always be prepared, as the boy scouts teach you. We were told that there was fuel in Mt. Sinai a short sail away. We headed out in that direction, which turned out to be a pretty lumpy trip as the waves were hitting us side on. It wasn't a long trip, and not worth extending it to make it a smoother ride. We entered Mt Sinai harbour and quickly found the gas pumps and before long, the attendant came by and we filled with diesel. It was very pricey here and the most we spent per gallon through our travels. I'm not sure if they were benefiting from the ongoing issue with Port Jefferson harbour pumps, or they are just expensive as a rule. Next, try to get a pump-out. None was available at the marina, but there was a boat that came around that did it....if you knew who to call. Nobody knew. We tried the radio, phone, etc..., but to no avail. The attendant thought there was a dock, and we set off to look for a dock that might have a pump-out boat attached to it. It's a small harbour, and we found it before long. We tied up behind it, and went looking for the responsible person. No luck finding anyone, but then I thought back to my technician days for the answer; find a break-room door. Sure enough, a door was propped open and inside... the pump-out crew. A guy came with me and we got the tank pumped and we were ready to get moving again. We headed out of the harbour, and into Long Island Sound again. The waves were not as big now and we were headed into them, so it was a smoother ride. We were definitely making way much later than we wanted, but the tides were with us, It was around suppertime when we arrived at Fishers Island, and we checked out the East and West ends and decided to anchor in the West end. Quite a few people were in the anchorage and there was a fair bit of traffic and music into the night. The wind died completely past dark, and boats bobbed facing all directions. I was not a fan of this in the anchorage seeing boats get pretty close in the mist. No damage would come of it at bobbing speed, but I don't want to hit another boat, or be hit. The music did die down later and we got a nights rest at anchor.
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