We awoke to find the small generator had quit working,
probably just before dawn. We got
underway about 0700 from our delightful anchorage near Phillips Bayou in the northern
end of Matagorda Bay. Returning to the
ICW, we were in the cut between land on both sides by 0740. A concern has been the reported closures of
the locks at the Colorado River, and the floodgates at the Brazos River. We noted both today and yesterday a paucity
of tows compared to the usual volume, and on our 0910 arrival at the West
Colorado River Lock we found a sign proclaiming that locks would open only on
the hour for pleasure craft. However,
since a tow was coming through westbound, we asked the lockmaster if we could
scoot through eastbound as soon as the tow cleared, and he agreed. Therefore, we had only about 10 minutes of
delay.
We cleared out of the East Lock about 0930, and continued on. After passing through the quaint village of Caney Creek with its public park on the very narrow stretch of barrier island and Gulf of Mexico visible from our boat in the ICW, we hailed the Caney Creek Swing Bridge, which opened with precise timing for our passage at noon.
We cleared out of the East Lock about 0930, and continued on. After passing through the quaint village of Caney Creek with its public park on the very narrow stretch of barrier island and Gulf of Mexico visible from our boat in the ICW, we hailed the Caney Creek Swing Bridge, which opened with precise timing for our passage at noon.
We called the Brazos River floodgates to ascertain their
operational status, and were told that they were always open for pleasure
craft, but closed to tow traffic from 0700 to 1530 daily for repairs to the
East floodgate. On arrival at the West floodgate
at 1400 we proceeded through, and then after crossing the Brazos River and
warily watching for floating trees and limbs that are common, we slowly passed
through the East floodgate. Moored in
the floodgate was a very thick-walled aluminum skiff of about 18 feet. Two men were out on the walls conducting
repairs. There were 12 tows, many with
multiple barges, stacked up west of the Brazos awaiting the commercial opening,
and 11 east of the river. What is even
more complex is that many of these push multiple barges down the ICW, but must
break them apart and take them through the floodgates one at a time. The tug then returns back through, retrieves
another barge, passes through with it, and eventually rebuilds its entire tow. Most were not just idling, however; at least
one-half had some type of scraping or painting of their vessels in process as
they waited pushed up against one bank of the ICW or the other.
We then passed the Freeport ship channel intersection, a
somewhat complex junction with blind corners.
AIS is wonderful! About 1500 we
arrived at our destination for the evening—Surfside Marina. After backing into our slip, attaching power,
and checking in, it was time for a long shower! This small marina is right on the ICW—you
turn from the ICW into the space between rows of slips. We see more dolphins playing at the end of
their pier than almost anywhere else, and every tow that passes seems to stir
up the fish that interest the dolphins, renewing their activity and
performances. The restroom/shower
facilities are great, wi-fi is open, and the small convenience store on
premises carries most of the small items you may have forgotten.
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