Gloom and doom in the ICW

Poor proud Zingaro is hanging from a lift like limp bird. And we are really looking like something the cat dragged out of the trash. The good part is Idette and Mike are really taking care of us, feeding us and lifting our spirits And thanks to all our sexy sailors that have been sending their support!
We left Fernandina Beach at 9 :30 because the fog was very thick and we had to wait until it lifted. Two hours later we had crossed the St. Johns bridge in Jacksonville and hit some waves left by a power boat and the vibration we had been feeling before, suddenly became much worse and we just lost control and started taking water.
Sweet Tides came up to us and started towing us while we talked to tow boat US. They made . us turn back and be towed for 5 hours. We crossed downtown Jacksonville, went under bridges that only opened because we were taking water and being towed by Boat US. Sweet Tides was solidly behind us. Both literally and figuratively.
They stopped at Ortega's landing, a very posh marina and we went further so Saddle Point Yard. The lift guys were waiting for us but there was no depth and we were aground under the lift with no room to maneuver. Zingaro had to be turned around by rope, maneuvering between big power boats. The tow boat people did not lift a finger. Maybe it's a question of insurance but they just sat and watched while we suffered. But we turned it around placed it on the lift and saw it hauled.
The maxprop had lost one of its feathers and it cracked the hull of the boat. The yard is big and apparently there is somebody very good with fiberglass. But according to Juan it will be a complicated job because the shaft will have to be realigned as well.
We are now at Sweet Tides, Idette is cooking for us while I feed my addiction. Writing this blog.
Tomorrow Idette and I drive to Miami for a job. That will surely help us take our minds off the disaster!!