Captain sat per minute and then reached for the throttle. We both watched the speed pick up slowly but surely, as we cruised along at full throttle for a few minutes.
As we reached 14.9 knots, with excitement in my voice I said “This is probably the fastest this boat has ever gone!
We sat on the bridge soaking in the fresh air and watching the banks cruise past much faster than they normally do.
Sarcastically I asked “Can you feel the G forces pulling your face.”
Both of us quietly considering the tremendous fuel burn involved in the higher RPMs to get the higher speed so, after a few minutes, Capt. pulled it back to our normal 1600 RPMs and we dropped back to the 12 knots range, which is still a lot faster than our normal eight knots.
Both of us enjoying our first long cruise day in a week and a half and the sun blazing, even the chillier temperatures couldn’t dissuade us from driving outdoors. The indoor helm is a last resort Capt. saves for rainy days. …show more content…
He was, as he always is, prepared for the experience. The Intercostal Waterway enters the river about 15 miles upriver from the ocean and as soon as we turned into the river we could feel the current pushing the boat. As we went along we gain more and more speed. The river is wide and there’s a reasonable amount of traffic, cruisers, shrimpers, dredgers and the necessary small security and law enforcement folks here and there. We love our boat but sometimes it’s the odd man out, putting along in everybody else’s wake. Making 12 and 14 knots, we felt like we were hanging with the big