Sulivan Bay

SULLIVAN BAY RESORT

On our way to Sullivan Bay we stopped to pick up our prawn pot. We snagged the buoys on our first try with the pike pole and pulled it up to find a whole 10 prawns!! Not exactly a bonanza of prawns but it was better than the zero we got the first time. We are anxious to learn from Pam and Dennis about the proper and more successful way to catch prawns. Getting them from the netted pot to our cooking pot was quite funny. They love to jump and were able to escape from my hands so David dropped them on the deck, and I used the dust pan and broom to scoop them up.  There’s got to be a more dignified way to do it, I am sure, but it worked.

There’s a lot to love about Sullivan Bay Resort with its village type atmosphere, quaint signs and lovely float homes…not to mention the unbelievably delicious cinnamon rolls…but it just didn’t seem like our kind of place. It was probably too much on the “fancy” side for us.

                                    Main Street at Sullivan Bay Resort

We did not know that if you wanted to enjoy dinner at their restaurant you needed to make reservations. By the time we checked in, there were no reservations left. The moorage was a bit higher than we are used to…$1.35 per foot and the power was a surprising $20/per night and there was no water available. They did have a great deal… if you stayed two nights, the third night was free but we couldn't stay more than one night.

We had torrential rains all evening and through the night but downpours didn’t deter us from making it to Happy Hour. When we first arrived there were only two other brave souls in attendance but soon, we were joined by at least 12 others with appetizers in hand. The resort provided a huge tray of nachos that were warm and delicious and the conversation was lively.

                      Had a long walk and had to keep the appetizer dry!

Those willing walked to the end of the dock to a small golf tee area for a try at hitting a float about 100 yards away.  If your golf ball by some miracle hit it, you got free moorage. My attempts were surface skippers, and David had the distance but hooked it. While we were watching others tee off, a downpour commenced, and David got drenched to the bone without his jacket.

                              Can you see the target float way out there?

On our way back from Happy Hour we got a glimpse of our canvas awning over the dodger which was seriously sagging from the weight of the collected rainwater. We should have collapsed it in preparation for the rain but forgot all about it. We even forgot to cover the instruments on the dodger. David was convinced that the aluminum frame had been damaged but in the morning, we were able to straighten it all out and the instruments were operating just fine. Phew!

 

                                       Amusing sign post at the resort

We enjoyed our mighty tasty cinnamon rolls baked fresh and still warm for breakfast from the General Store.  David also purchased cherry turnovers and pepperoni rolls…I should never have sent him unsupervised to the store this morning!  We had a late shove off around 10:45. We did our usual pivot from the dock and nosed right out of the crowded marina.

                                        Which one doesn't belong?
   

About a half hour out of Sullivan Bay, we were called over the radio by one of the boat owners at the Sullivan Bay Resort.  He told us that we had bumped into his bow pulpit with our stern as we departed that morning and there was minor damage. He was not on board but another boater apparently had witnessed the mishap. Both David and I neither saw nor heard anything out of the ordinary as we maneuvered out of the marina, so were totally unaware of bumping into anything. If we had known, we certainly wouldn’t have just cruised out of the marina. 

                            

There are no new gashes, scratches or dimples on our stern that we can see, but we have the bulk compared to the pulpit railing on the injured boat. That’s why we have insurance. We regret that we have caused grief to a fellow boater. Not a pleasant ending to our stay. This is why we like to anchor out!

                                                 Leaving Sullivan Bay