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| John and our mini van with the wood |
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| Ray from No Agenda raking sea grass |
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| Susan picking up debris |
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| John and Ray making one of the benches |
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| John hard at work |
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| Other cruisers helped too |
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| John with the garbage going to the dump |
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Dec. 11-18 We enjoyed a quiet week at “home” and slowly watched the comings and goings of various boats into the harbor. some were old favorites and others new to us. Many move on and go further south to Georgetown or further. We also checked in with some of our island friends and got caught up on their summers and any hurricane damage. On several nights we partied with other boats and played a new board game, dominos, and some cards. It was windy most of the time but I got into the water everyday and swam around for the exercise and the sheer joy of being in that clear warm water once again. One good sighting was a small green turtle swimming on a baby reef nearby. We usually don’t see turtles in this harbor. Because of the wind, the mail boat that usually comes mid week was not able to come and the larder of fresh things grew smaller every day. I even had to resort to putting baby bok choy on John’s sandwich because my lettuce ran out days earlier. Yesterday, we did go the store and found a few things that had been flown in by the store owners’ son who is a pilot.
Dec. 19-24 This was the week of getting the community beach back to working order after Hurricane Irene did her work. We all use the beach for get togethers and bonfires during the winter. John and I and our friends on ‘No Agenda’ were the ring leaders of the restoration project. The hurricane had moved the sand around and thrown lot of dead sea grass all over the beach. ‘No Agenda’ went to Sampson and Staniel and were able to get rakes and shovels. The men also took apart wooden pallets for bench building materials and others scavenged scrap wood for the bonfire. Over several days and with the help of other cruisers, we were able to get the beach in good enough shape for a cocktail party and small bonfire. Everyone brought hor’s to share and their own drinks. The 4 musketeers brought beach chairs to leave on the beach for the season. It has been christened Pirate Beach after one of our friends boats because the owner, Jim, was very involved with the beach last year. Jim is coming again and boy will he be surprised by what we all have accomplished! He is bringing a folding table to add to the “furnishings”. There is even talk of a simple ladies toilet enclosure. Stay tuned. Our only problem is several of the younger pigs from pig beach down the way have found this beach. So we are trying to scare them off because we don’t want to encourage them- they can bite! Today, the four of us took the trash debris in our dinghies from the beach to the dump and brought back more firewood for the cause. Tomorrow, we all plan to go to Sampson for a delicious Xmas dinner.
Dec. 19-24 This was the week of getting the community beach back to working order after Hurricane Irene did her work. We all use the beach for get togethers and bonfires during the winter. John and I and our friends on ‘No Agenda’ were the ring leaders of the restoration project. The hurricane had moved the sand around and thrown lot of dead sea grass all over the beach. ‘No Agenda’ went to Sampson and Staniel and were able to get rakes and shovels. The men also took apart wooden pallets for bench building materials and others scavenged scrap wood for the bonfire. Over several days and with the help of other cruisers, we were able to get the beach in good enough shape for a cocktail party and small bonfire. Everyone brought hor’s to share and their own drinks. The 4 musketeers brought beach chairs to leave on the beach for the season. It has been christened Pirate Beach after one of our friends boats because the owner, Jim, was very involved with the beach last year. Jim is coming again and boy will he be surprised by what we all have accomplished! He is bringing a folding table to add to the “furnishings”. There is even talk of a simple ladies toilet enclosure. Stay tuned. Our only problem is several of the younger pigs from pig beach down the way have found this beach. So we are trying to scare them off because we don’t want to encourage them- they can bite! Today, the four of us took the trash debris in our dinghies from the beach to the dump and brought back more firewood for the cause. Tomorrow, we all plan to go to Sampson for a delicious Xmas dinner.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Dec. 5 Ariel took us to a great burger place and we treated them to lunch. Afterwards, we went across the street to Enterprise and picked up our car rental. It was time to drive to Pompano Beach and pick up the parts to fix the water heater. we found the place easily as we had our portable GPS with us. Once back on the boat, John managed to get the thing back together and it worked! He immediately had a nice hot shower.
Dec. 6 It took several tries (leaving in the dinghy ,tying up at Ariel, realizing we had forgotten something, and going back to the boat) but we finally got to the car with everything we needed for our last day in civilization. First we had several errands to run for ourselves and also Ariel, then we were meeting my ex mother inlaw, Olga Fanjul for lunch along with another Cuban friend, Dolores. We had a good Spanish lunch with white wine sangria. After dropping Olga and Dolores off, we spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening finishing our errands, dropping off the car and making one last run to the supermarket. We didin’t get back to the boat till about 7:30pm and then I had to find room for all the food. The refridgerator was jammed pack full. no room for anything more but the door was able just able to close!
Dec. 7 It was glassy calm and we were the last to leave when we left at 7 am. The sailboats had left the day before in the light wind that day. We got the 7:30 am bridge opening and headed out Government Cut to open ocean. It was nice being able to cross the beautiful blue gulf stream with 1-2ft waves and onyl a little breeze. About halfway across, a small group of dolphins came to play by our bow. I leaned out over the bow and whistled and waved to them and they turned to look at me many times. One even swam on its back for a while looking up at me. What a thrill. They do love to play with humans. Later, I spotted some whales but they were far off and I couldn’t tell which kind they were. By 3pm, we crossed over onto the Bahama Bank and went from thousands of feet in depth to about 30 ft. then later about 17 ft. Now the water was our favorite turquoise color and we could see the bottom! After months of brown or green opaque water, it is a treat to finally be in crystal clear water again. The wind died and the whole Bank was like a lake. We had a full moon, and even at midnight, we could look down and see the bottom. It seems as through one is in about 5 ft but it really is much deeper.
Dec. 8 We arrived at Chub Cay at about 3 am and anchored in our usual spot just outside the channel. When the world was awake, we took the boat into the fuel dock to clear customs and get a token amount of fuel. They charge $100 to use their facility to clear customs but they allow people to buy that amount of fuel instead. At $6 a gallon, we didn’t get much. The big disappointment was only getting 90 days to stay in the Bahamas so we have to renew our papers in March which is a big pain! After we were finished there, we took off for the southern side of New Providence Island and anchored just around the western end near a new marina. The holding was horrible so we rested the anchor on the bottom with about 200 feet of chain and the weight of both held us even in 15kts of wind.
Dec. 9 We decided to take the dinghy in and check out the new marina and resort complex. Wow what a place! Their rates are even less than Lyford Cay on the other side and the marina is easier to get into and bigger inside. We saw Mirabella 5 with its very tall mast. She is a biggie! We also saw Johnny Depps motor yacht and Tiger Woods powerboat. Once we had put the dinghy back up on the top deck, we headed over to the Exumas. The wind was still blowing and the progress slow but we made it all the way to Shroud Cay and anchored just as the sun was setting.
Dec. 6 It took several tries (leaving in the dinghy ,tying up at Ariel, realizing we had forgotten something, and going back to the boat) but we finally got to the car with everything we needed for our last day in civilization. First we had several errands to run for ourselves and also Ariel, then we were meeting my ex mother inlaw, Olga Fanjul for lunch along with another Cuban friend, Dolores. We had a good Spanish lunch with white wine sangria. After dropping Olga and Dolores off, we spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening finishing our errands, dropping off the car and making one last run to the supermarket. We didin’t get back to the boat till about 7:30pm and then I had to find room for all the food. The refridgerator was jammed pack full. no room for anything more but the door was able just able to close!
Dec. 7 It was glassy calm and we were the last to leave when we left at 7 am. The sailboats had left the day before in the light wind that day. We got the 7:30 am bridge opening and headed out Government Cut to open ocean. It was nice being able to cross the beautiful blue gulf stream with 1-2ft waves and onyl a little breeze. About halfway across, a small group of dolphins came to play by our bow. I leaned out over the bow and whistled and waved to them and they turned to look at me many times. One even swam on its back for a while looking up at me. What a thrill. They do love to play with humans. Later, I spotted some whales but they were far off and I couldn’t tell which kind they were. By 3pm, we crossed over onto the Bahama Bank and went from thousands of feet in depth to about 30 ft. then later about 17 ft. Now the water was our favorite turquoise color and we could see the bottom! After months of brown or green opaque water, it is a treat to finally be in crystal clear water again. The wind died and the whole Bank was like a lake. We had a full moon, and even at midnight, we could look down and see the bottom. It seems as through one is in about 5 ft but it really is much deeper.
Dec. 8 We arrived at Chub Cay at about 3 am and anchored in our usual spot just outside the channel. When the world was awake, we took the boat into the fuel dock to clear customs and get a token amount of fuel. They charge $100 to use their facility to clear customs but they allow people to buy that amount of fuel instead. At $6 a gallon, we didn’t get much. The big disappointment was only getting 90 days to stay in the Bahamas so we have to renew our papers in March which is a big pain! After we were finished there, we took off for the southern side of New Providence Island and anchored just around the western end near a new marina. The holding was horrible so we rested the anchor on the bottom with about 200 feet of chain and the weight of both held us even in 15kts of wind.
Dec. 9 We decided to take the dinghy in and check out the new marina and resort complex. Wow what a place! Their rates are even less than Lyford Cay on the other side and the marina is easier to get into and bigger inside. We saw Mirabella 5 with its very tall mast. She is a biggie! We also saw Johnny Depps motor yacht and Tiger Woods powerboat. Once we had put the dinghy back up on the top deck, we headed over to the Exumas. The wind was still blowing and the progress slow but we made it all the way to Shroud Cay and anchored just as the sun was setting.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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| McKee Botanical Gardens in Vero Beach |
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| great flower at McKee |
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| big lily pads at McKee |
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| real pineapple growing |
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| SEAL museum Maersk Alabama's lifeboat from which SEALS rescued captain and crew from Somali pirates |
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| horse sculpture in bronze at the Vero Beach Art Museum |
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| Judy Waldman our broker |
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| Jane Plachter Vogel who designed our boat interior |
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| We were anchored off of this marina and visited Ariel |
Nov.20 It was a nice calm day so we launched the dinghy and took a ride into town. St. Augustine is definetly a tourist spot. We walked around and had a quick lunch outside under the trees. Back to the boat in time to pick up some more cousins who wanted to visit. Torrey brought a cousin, Melanie, and her cute 7 yr old son, Freddy. They got the 25 cent tour and we gabbed for a while. Then John dropped them off and found another Cape Horn in the marina! It was an older and smaller model but the owners were nice and we had them out for a quick visit to see Windermere. Now, we left for another overnight down to Ft. Pierce.
Nov. 21 This trip wasn’t too bad just seemed long as we either had a bad current against us or our bottom really needs a cleaning. We arrived just at sunset with a vicious current bringing us in to the harbor. My first idea for an anchorage didn’t work as the area had silted in more than the charts said. We found another spot near a marina and dropped the hook. After a quick dinner, we went to bed.
Nov. 22 It was a perfect day to get 2,500 gallons of fuel. The fueling dock was easy access and the attendant friendly and the whole thing went well. Next, we moved to our new spot just south of an island with lots of townhouses on it. We took the dinghy to several spots looking for a place to leave it and be able to park a car. We were here to visit our friends, Peter and Joan Ross, from Mystic for Thanksgiving. We finally took the dinghy into a lagoon and found a friendly man who let us us his dock and park the Ross’s car. They came and picked us up and we had a nice lunch at the city marina. Then we did some more errands and ended up at their house for a leftover dinner.
Nov. 23-26 Over the next few days, we did errands and were entertained by the Ross’s and another friend, Marcy Porter. Joan took us to the Navy Seals
Museum, and the Vero Beach Art Museum which we both enjoyed. We had thanksgiving at the Moorings big club with a very interesting group of their friends.
Nov. 27 It was still a bit windy but it was time to move on down to Lake Worth. We rocked and rolled a bit but not too badly but we still had a bad current or dirty bottom problem, We arrived just before sunset and found a spot to anchor. It was surreal watching the cruise ships and tankers and gigantic private yachts coming and going.
Nov. 28 We stayed put because there was wind on the outside.
Nov. 29 It was sunny and calm so we poked our heads out and motored in almost lake conditions for once down to Ft. Lauderdale. What a busy place that was and it wasn’t even a weekend. At least we don’t have to wait for the main big bridge there because we fit under it now. As we curved along following the channel northward to our special anchorage, John decided to try to go into another spot we knew about and missed the turn. We were hard aground! The Z drive couldn’t get us off so we had to wait for the last hour of the out going tide and the first 2 hours of the incoming tide. We were right off Bahia Mar marina and the tour boats going by announced to their passengers that we were agound and the tow boat would help us when the time was right. Tow Boat US was there waiting to help us and they did as we started to float again. Then we proceeded up the channel and under the next bridge and to our littl anchorage spot for the night. Needless to say John was not happy.
Nov. 30 A new day and we had arranged for divers to come and clean the bottom. They did a great job and found no damage. Pays to have a strong boat. John and I washed and dried the boat because we had special visitors coming. Our broker, Judy, lives in Ft. Lauderdale and was one of our lunch guests. The other was a lady named Jane who had done all of the designing of the interior of the boat. We had never met her and were thrilled to finally do so. She hadn’t seen the boat since it was finished in 2003. We gave them lunch and a tour of the boat. John was happy the rest of the day!
Dec. 1 It was time to go south again and this time we were able to go up to our normal cruising speed. It is amazing what alittle scum and some barnacles can do to a boat’s speed through the water. we made it down to Miami is good time and came in the big channel where the cruise ships come in and all of the comercial traffic. Then we had to weave our way east in Biscayne Bay towards South Miami Beach where we planned to anchor. Our friends on Ariel were there in the marina waiting for us. As soon as we got settled and launched the dinghy, we went in to have a drink with them and catch up on their travels. Back to the boat for an early dinner.
Dec. 2 In the morning, we checked out the two good grocery stores and then our friend, Robin, came to see us and have lunch with us at a nearby Italian restaurant. She used to live in Brazil but has moved back to the states and lives in Florida now. We had a wonderful lunch outside with wine and felt so cosmopolitan. Then, she drove us to Costco to get some things which took most of the afternoon. It was a fun visit if short.
Dec. 3 First we had to get some more dry goods for our trip but then we met up with our friends on Ariel and they showed us around the area. South Beach is definetly a hopping place! We walked the whole length of Lincoln road which runs east-west on the island and loked at all of the shops, restaurants, and, of course, people. They knew a good lunch spot with great salads so we stopped there and ate. Then, we walked along the beach south to the real part of South Beach and had ice cream cones. There are buses everywhere so we rode one home.
Dec. 4 We had a slow morning but then decided to go into the marina and use their pool and have a shower. I forgot to say, our water heater had died the day before so we had no hot water. The swim and warm shower were both great. Cocktails was on Ariel and dinner was at a good French bistro on Lincoln Rd. amist all the action.
Nov. 21 This trip wasn’t too bad just seemed long as we either had a bad current against us or our bottom really needs a cleaning. We arrived just at sunset with a vicious current bringing us in to the harbor. My first idea for an anchorage didn’t work as the area had silted in more than the charts said. We found another spot near a marina and dropped the hook. After a quick dinner, we went to bed.
Nov. 22 It was a perfect day to get 2,500 gallons of fuel. The fueling dock was easy access and the attendant friendly and the whole thing went well. Next, we moved to our new spot just south of an island with lots of townhouses on it. We took the dinghy to several spots looking for a place to leave it and be able to park a car. We were here to visit our friends, Peter and Joan Ross, from Mystic for Thanksgiving. We finally took the dinghy into a lagoon and found a friendly man who let us us his dock and park the Ross’s car. They came and picked us up and we had a nice lunch at the city marina. Then we did some more errands and ended up at their house for a leftover dinner.
Nov. 23-26 Over the next few days, we did errands and were entertained by the Ross’s and another friend, Marcy Porter. Joan took us to the Navy Seals
Museum, and the Vero Beach Art Museum which we both enjoyed. We had thanksgiving at the Moorings big club with a very interesting group of their friends.
Nov. 27 It was still a bit windy but it was time to move on down to Lake Worth. We rocked and rolled a bit but not too badly but we still had a bad current or dirty bottom problem, We arrived just before sunset and found a spot to anchor. It was surreal watching the cruise ships and tankers and gigantic private yachts coming and going.
Nov. 28 We stayed put because there was wind on the outside.
Nov. 29 It was sunny and calm so we poked our heads out and motored in almost lake conditions for once down to Ft. Lauderdale. What a busy place that was and it wasn’t even a weekend. At least we don’t have to wait for the main big bridge there because we fit under it now. As we curved along following the channel northward to our special anchorage, John decided to try to go into another spot we knew about and missed the turn. We were hard aground! The Z drive couldn’t get us off so we had to wait for the last hour of the out going tide and the first 2 hours of the incoming tide. We were right off Bahia Mar marina and the tour boats going by announced to their passengers that we were agound and the tow boat would help us when the time was right. Tow Boat US was there waiting to help us and they did as we started to float again. Then we proceeded up the channel and under the next bridge and to our littl anchorage spot for the night. Needless to say John was not happy.
Nov. 30 A new day and we had arranged for divers to come and clean the bottom. They did a great job and found no damage. Pays to have a strong boat. John and I washed and dried the boat because we had special visitors coming. Our broker, Judy, lives in Ft. Lauderdale and was one of our lunch guests. The other was a lady named Jane who had done all of the designing of the interior of the boat. We had never met her and were thrilled to finally do so. She hadn’t seen the boat since it was finished in 2003. We gave them lunch and a tour of the boat. John was happy the rest of the day!
Dec. 1 It was time to go south again and this time we were able to go up to our normal cruising speed. It is amazing what alittle scum and some barnacles can do to a boat’s speed through the water. we made it down to Miami is good time and came in the big channel where the cruise ships come in and all of the comercial traffic. Then we had to weave our way east in Biscayne Bay towards South Miami Beach where we planned to anchor. Our friends on Ariel were there in the marina waiting for us. As soon as we got settled and launched the dinghy, we went in to have a drink with them and catch up on their travels. Back to the boat for an early dinner.
Dec. 2 In the morning, we checked out the two good grocery stores and then our friend, Robin, came to see us and have lunch with us at a nearby Italian restaurant. She used to live in Brazil but has moved back to the states and lives in Florida now. We had a wonderful lunch outside with wine and felt so cosmopolitan. Then, she drove us to Costco to get some things which took most of the afternoon. It was a fun visit if short.
Dec. 3 First we had to get some more dry goods for our trip but then we met up with our friends on Ariel and they showed us around the area. South Beach is definetly a hopping place! We walked the whole length of Lincoln road which runs east-west on the island and loked at all of the shops, restaurants, and, of course, people. They knew a good lunch spot with great salads so we stopped there and ate. Then, we walked along the beach south to the real part of South Beach and had ice cream cones. There are buses everywhere so we rode one home.
Dec. 4 We had a slow morning but then decided to go into the marina and use their pool and have a shower. I forgot to say, our water heater had died the day before so we had no hot water. The swim and warm shower were both great. Cocktails was on Ariel and dinner was at a good French bistro on Lincoln Rd. amist all the action.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Oct.18 We are on the road again! After a nice farewell dinner with our friends, Peter and Joan Ross in Mystic, we decided to do an overnight passage down Long Island Sound to Oyster Bay long Island where we could wait out some wind that was coming through. Just after we anchored, the wind started to howl and we were very thankful to have made the passage early.
Oct. 21-27 Now that the weather was passed us, it was time to move over to the dock at Indian Harbor Yacht Club in Greenwich. Over the next week, we were able to visit with both moms, my son Chris and his new fiancee, Corey, drive back to Mystic to sign important papers and do other errands there, etc. We even had Lillian Vernon and her husband on board for dinner. They are neighbors and friends of my mother.
Oct. 28 We love being on the dock at the club but twice a day, we are ground there thus we had to wait for the tide to rise before we could extricate ourselves! On down the sound to NYC and out past Sandy Hook we flew on an outgoing tide. We made good time down to Atlantic City where we anchored at around 1:30 am. It is definitely surreal being anchored under the big neon signs for Harrah’s and Trump casinos. The anchorage is in a river and the current can be more than 2 kts.
Oct. 29 A big winter storm was forecast and it didn’t let us down. Our faithful anchor, Cecile, held through all the current and winds of up to 42 kts. It poured most of the day but we were snug inside puttering around, playing cards and watching movies.
Oct. 30 John woke up at 5 am and I heard him rustling so we talked and decided to leave earlier as the wind was down and we had a long way to go. As I was raising the anchor and releasing the pressure on the snubber line, the big snubber hook caught on the only crab pot in the whole area! john had to help me get it off and then we proceeded slowly out to sea. The wind was still a bit strong for most of the day and we rocked and rolled. I listened for things creaking, rattling, and crashing all around the boat. Finally, I got most everything padded, tied, or wedged. My new mantra for moments like this is “This too shall pass”. The further south we went, the further away from the wind.
Oct. 31 By Monday morning, we were off the southern entrance to the Chesapeake and the wind was fine. It stayed that way all the way around Cape Hatteras and till about 3 hours after that. Then the shit hit the fan (pardon the vernacular) and another storm we were hoping to avoid reared its ugly head. We had 10 hrs of 20-35kts of wind with gusts to 40 kts at times. Luckily, the seas weren’t too big but they were coming from our bow and then our forward quarter. I stayed on watch for a while but then John did the rest of the night while I hid in a nest I made of pillows and blankets on the floor next to our bed. At times, it rained as heavily as John had ever seen it, he said. I heard more crashing and creaking and was able to catch 4 florescent light bulbs before they came loose from their perch on top of our dryer! They had been there for a year without a problem. Towards the end of our trip, we had to go around Lookout Shoals and turn north for about one and a half hours to go to our anchorage in the Cape Lookout bay. This bay is right off Beaufort, NC and is almost entirely surrounded by land and thus quite protected. We were able to head just off the wind enough to make pretty good headway but the waves came over the bow and gave us a good saltwater shower. finally, we made the last turn into our haven and anchored at 7am.
Nov.1 It was about 2pm before we woke up but it was good to get some quiet still sleep. The rest of the day, we used to check in with our mothers, do email, play cards, have dinner with a movie. Back to bed for more sleep!
Nov. 2-3 Plans have a way of changing when you are cruising. The first plan was to move over to Beaufort and anchor by the coast guard station. We would use the dinghy to go over to town and go shopping and have lunch. Well, the weather was so nice, we decided to skip that adventure and start on another- an overnight down to Charleston, SC. Along the way, one has to pass Camp LeJeune and the warships were out in full force doing. Some were doing live fire exercises and we had to change course a bit to stay a safe distance away. Boy are those ships big! Later in the afternoon, the spotted dolphins came twice to play in our bow wave. I could watch them for hours. This whole passage was uneventful- my favorite kind! As we arrived in Charleston harbor, several big groups of bottle nose dolphins played in our bow waves this time and stayed with us till we anchored in the Ashley river. After dinner, it was to bed early as both of us were tired.
Nov. 4 The wind was still howling right down the river and the current was strong too. We were holding but moving all around which was very disconcerting to say the least. I was sitting in the saloon doing some paper work when I looked out the window and spotted a friend of ours looking at the boat. We were anchored off his house but we thought he was going to be away. We called to him and he suggested we could go to his yacht club and tie up at the dock as we had done in years past. While he called them, we started to bring the dinghy up. It had rained heavily the night before and the chop from all the boats going by had almost swamped our big dinghy. The crane wasn’t able to pull it more than 4 ft off the water before it shut off. ( we learned this was a safety precaution) John and I turned the dinghy a bit so we could get to the plug and release tons of water from her. Afterwards, the reset crane lifted her up to our top deck and we were off around the corner to the yacht club dock at last. Upon arrival, I checked my email again and found out our friend Sam from the sailboat “Semezana” was actually just arriving with his daughter in Charleston! We called his cell and they came and picked us up for dinner. They took us to a great spot and we all got a chance to catch up. “Semezana” was one of the boats we played with all winter in Staniel Cay. After dinner, his daughter said we could have her car for the next day to do errands.
Nov. 5 The wind was still howling but we were safely tied to the inside of the face dock. We took Sarah’s car and did many errands for most of the day. That night we returned it and all went out to a good Italian restaurant.
Nov. 6 The sun was out and the wind down and we were able to make a painless passage down the coast to St. Helena’s sound and up the Coosaw river where we anchored for the night. It was so nice to anchor near the marshland and have a quiet sunset. Did I mention no wind?
Nov. 7 We got up early to get the high tide and went all of 5 miles around the corner to our friends Allan and Cathy Rae’s house and tied up to their dock. They are in a cove just off the ICW so there is a constant parade of differnt kinds of boats going by all day. They are our hosts for the next few days. We all did errands during the day and had dinner with our hosts.
Nov. 8 It was our turn to treat for lunch so we all went down to Beaufort for a delicious lunch with a view of the river. Dinner was a potluck with a local group of their friends and oysters were the main attraction.
Nov. 9 We drove inland and north to visit some of my cousins. They live on a 5,000 acre plantation that has been converted to a gated residentual community. These extensive grounds have about 300 lots (200 have houses on them), an 18 hole golf course, stables, riding trails, quail hunting areas, and a clubhouse. The old plantation house is now an inn for guests of the home owners, a civilized dining room that serves dinner the weekends, outdoor and indoor pool and exercise room. My cousins have a wonderful rustic lodge style home that overlooks the marshes. When we finally got back “home” our hosts fed us again.
Nov.10 I wanted to go down the ICW and see the marshes and birds again. We wound our way south all day and were happy not to have many other boats to pass. When it was time to stop, we just pulled off the “highway” into a side stream that was deep enough and anchored. It was generally a nice way to spend our 21st wedding anniversary!
Nov. 11 Notice the date 11/11/11. Another day sunny and calm day on the ICW with a few bridges and lots of winding through the various marsh lined streams and rivers and man made cuts. One cut was so shallow the we dug our own channel though it! Luckily, the mud is soft. At the end of the day, we anchored off St. Catherine’s island, GA.
Nov. 12 I was tired of the ICW so we went on the outside down the coast to St. Simon’s island, GA and anchored out of the way. Dolphnis have been with us both in the ICW and on the outside near shore for quite a while now. They come from many directions over to the boat to swim in our bow waves.
Nov. 13 We did chores on the boat.
Nov. 14 After more chores, we launched the dinghy and went down to Jekyll island and walked over to the Crane House for a wonderful alfresco lunch in their courtyard. The weather was perfect. Afterwards, we went back to the boat for the rest of the day.
Nov. 15 It was finally time to go into the marina at Golden Isles to be ready for a visit from one of my Ford family cousins. Torrey and her uncle Bill came and took us out for a nice lunch on St. Simon’s Island. We used the time to get to know each other in person. I had emailed with Torrey quite a bit when I was working on the Ford family tree. After lunch, we showed Torrey the boat and made a date to try to get together in St. Augustine later down the road.
Nov. 16 I took the loaner car and went to the grocery store while John did boat chores. Later, we were picked up by our friends Scott and Gail Ledbetter who live on Sea Island which is attached to St. Simon’s, and taken to their golf club. There we heard a very interesting talk by a well known economist- Arthur Laffer and had dinner afterwards. It was a fun evening all around!
Nov. 17 This day it was our turn to treat Scott and Gail to lunch. They picked out a cute restaurant right in town where we had soup and sandwiches and a sinful pumpkin cheesecake for dessert. They dropped us off and we said our fond farewells till next year.
Nov. 18 It was blowing on the outside so we went down the ICW past Jekyll Island and Cumberland Island and anchored at the southern end of the latter. Not a bad day. We seem to have quiet ICW passages. It is like all the boats move on days when we are not there- that’s good for us!
Nov. 19 Up really early, back on the outside, and rockin and rollin all the way down to St. Augustine. The inlet there is really exciting because the sand shifts alot and there are breaking waves on either side. The channel buoys change constantly so one just has to follow whatever channel is there that day. We like to anchor north of town out of the way just off the ICW. It was nice to finally be flat calm water again.
Oct. 21-27 Now that the weather was passed us, it was time to move over to the dock at Indian Harbor Yacht Club in Greenwich. Over the next week, we were able to visit with both moms, my son Chris and his new fiancee, Corey, drive back to Mystic to sign important papers and do other errands there, etc. We even had Lillian Vernon and her husband on board for dinner. They are neighbors and friends of my mother.
Oct. 28 We love being on the dock at the club but twice a day, we are ground there thus we had to wait for the tide to rise before we could extricate ourselves! On down the sound to NYC and out past Sandy Hook we flew on an outgoing tide. We made good time down to Atlantic City where we anchored at around 1:30 am. It is definitely surreal being anchored under the big neon signs for Harrah’s and Trump casinos. The anchorage is in a river and the current can be more than 2 kts.
Oct. 29 A big winter storm was forecast and it didn’t let us down. Our faithful anchor, Cecile, held through all the current and winds of up to 42 kts. It poured most of the day but we were snug inside puttering around, playing cards and watching movies.
Oct. 30 John woke up at 5 am and I heard him rustling so we talked and decided to leave earlier as the wind was down and we had a long way to go. As I was raising the anchor and releasing the pressure on the snubber line, the big snubber hook caught on the only crab pot in the whole area! john had to help me get it off and then we proceeded slowly out to sea. The wind was still a bit strong for most of the day and we rocked and rolled. I listened for things creaking, rattling, and crashing all around the boat. Finally, I got most everything padded, tied, or wedged. My new mantra for moments like this is “This too shall pass”. The further south we went, the further away from the wind.
Oct. 31 By Monday morning, we were off the southern entrance to the Chesapeake and the wind was fine. It stayed that way all the way around Cape Hatteras and till about 3 hours after that. Then the shit hit the fan (pardon the vernacular) and another storm we were hoping to avoid reared its ugly head. We had 10 hrs of 20-35kts of wind with gusts to 40 kts at times. Luckily, the seas weren’t too big but they were coming from our bow and then our forward quarter. I stayed on watch for a while but then John did the rest of the night while I hid in a nest I made of pillows and blankets on the floor next to our bed. At times, it rained as heavily as John had ever seen it, he said. I heard more crashing and creaking and was able to catch 4 florescent light bulbs before they came loose from their perch on top of our dryer! They had been there for a year without a problem. Towards the end of our trip, we had to go around Lookout Shoals and turn north for about one and a half hours to go to our anchorage in the Cape Lookout bay. This bay is right off Beaufort, NC and is almost entirely surrounded by land and thus quite protected. We were able to head just off the wind enough to make pretty good headway but the waves came over the bow and gave us a good saltwater shower. finally, we made the last turn into our haven and anchored at 7am.
Nov.1 It was about 2pm before we woke up but it was good to get some quiet still sleep. The rest of the day, we used to check in with our mothers, do email, play cards, have dinner with a movie. Back to bed for more sleep!
Nov. 2-3 Plans have a way of changing when you are cruising. The first plan was to move over to Beaufort and anchor by the coast guard station. We would use the dinghy to go over to town and go shopping and have lunch. Well, the weather was so nice, we decided to skip that adventure and start on another- an overnight down to Charleston, SC. Along the way, one has to pass Camp LeJeune and the warships were out in full force doing. Some were doing live fire exercises and we had to change course a bit to stay a safe distance away. Boy are those ships big! Later in the afternoon, the spotted dolphins came twice to play in our bow wave. I could watch them for hours. This whole passage was uneventful- my favorite kind! As we arrived in Charleston harbor, several big groups of bottle nose dolphins played in our bow waves this time and stayed with us till we anchored in the Ashley river. After dinner, it was to bed early as both of us were tired.
Nov. 4 The wind was still howling right down the river and the current was strong too. We were holding but moving all around which was very disconcerting to say the least. I was sitting in the saloon doing some paper work when I looked out the window and spotted a friend of ours looking at the boat. We were anchored off his house but we thought he was going to be away. We called to him and he suggested we could go to his yacht club and tie up at the dock as we had done in years past. While he called them, we started to bring the dinghy up. It had rained heavily the night before and the chop from all the boats going by had almost swamped our big dinghy. The crane wasn’t able to pull it more than 4 ft off the water before it shut off. ( we learned this was a safety precaution) John and I turned the dinghy a bit so we could get to the plug and release tons of water from her. Afterwards, the reset crane lifted her up to our top deck and we were off around the corner to the yacht club dock at last. Upon arrival, I checked my email again and found out our friend Sam from the sailboat “Semezana” was actually just arriving with his daughter in Charleston! We called his cell and they came and picked us up for dinner. They took us to a great spot and we all got a chance to catch up. “Semezana” was one of the boats we played with all winter in Staniel Cay. After dinner, his daughter said we could have her car for the next day to do errands.
Nov. 5 The wind was still howling but we were safely tied to the inside of the face dock. We took Sarah’s car and did many errands for most of the day. That night we returned it and all went out to a good Italian restaurant.
Nov. 6 The sun was out and the wind down and we were able to make a painless passage down the coast to St. Helena’s sound and up the Coosaw river where we anchored for the night. It was so nice to anchor near the marshland and have a quiet sunset. Did I mention no wind?
Nov. 7 We got up early to get the high tide and went all of 5 miles around the corner to our friends Allan and Cathy Rae’s house and tied up to their dock. They are in a cove just off the ICW so there is a constant parade of differnt kinds of boats going by all day. They are our hosts for the next few days. We all did errands during the day and had dinner with our hosts.
Nov. 8 It was our turn to treat for lunch so we all went down to Beaufort for a delicious lunch with a view of the river. Dinner was a potluck with a local group of their friends and oysters were the main attraction.
Nov. 9 We drove inland and north to visit some of my cousins. They live on a 5,000 acre plantation that has been converted to a gated residentual community. These extensive grounds have about 300 lots (200 have houses on them), an 18 hole golf course, stables, riding trails, quail hunting areas, and a clubhouse. The old plantation house is now an inn for guests of the home owners, a civilized dining room that serves dinner the weekends, outdoor and indoor pool and exercise room. My cousins have a wonderful rustic lodge style home that overlooks the marshes. When we finally got back “home” our hosts fed us again.
Nov.10 I wanted to go down the ICW and see the marshes and birds again. We wound our way south all day and were happy not to have many other boats to pass. When it was time to stop, we just pulled off the “highway” into a side stream that was deep enough and anchored. It was generally a nice way to spend our 21st wedding anniversary!
Nov. 11 Notice the date 11/11/11. Another day sunny and calm day on the ICW with a few bridges and lots of winding through the various marsh lined streams and rivers and man made cuts. One cut was so shallow the we dug our own channel though it! Luckily, the mud is soft. At the end of the day, we anchored off St. Catherine’s island, GA.
Nov. 12 I was tired of the ICW so we went on the outside down the coast to St. Simon’s island, GA and anchored out of the way. Dolphnis have been with us both in the ICW and on the outside near shore for quite a while now. They come from many directions over to the boat to swim in our bow waves.
Nov. 13 We did chores on the boat.
Nov. 14 After more chores, we launched the dinghy and went down to Jekyll island and walked over to the Crane House for a wonderful alfresco lunch in their courtyard. The weather was perfect. Afterwards, we went back to the boat for the rest of the day.
Nov. 15 It was finally time to go into the marina at Golden Isles to be ready for a visit from one of my Ford family cousins. Torrey and her uncle Bill came and took us out for a nice lunch on St. Simon’s Island. We used the time to get to know each other in person. I had emailed with Torrey quite a bit when I was working on the Ford family tree. After lunch, we showed Torrey the boat and made a date to try to get together in St. Augustine later down the road.
Nov. 16 I took the loaner car and went to the grocery store while John did boat chores. Later, we were picked up by our friends Scott and Gail Ledbetter who live on Sea Island which is attached to St. Simon’s, and taken to their golf club. There we heard a very interesting talk by a well known economist- Arthur Laffer and had dinner afterwards. It was a fun evening all around!
Nov. 17 This day it was our turn to treat Scott and Gail to lunch. They picked out a cute restaurant right in town where we had soup and sandwiches and a sinful pumpkin cheesecake for dessert. They dropped us off and we said our fond farewells till next year.
Nov. 18 It was blowing on the outside so we went down the ICW past Jekyll Island and Cumberland Island and anchored at the southern end of the latter. Not a bad day. We seem to have quiet ICW passages. It is like all the boats move on days when we are not there- that’s good for us!
Nov. 19 Up really early, back on the outside, and rockin and rollin all the way down to St. Augustine. The inlet there is really exciting because the sand shifts alot and there are breaking waves on either side. The channel buoys change constantly so one just has to follow whatever channel is there that day. We like to anchor north of town out of the way just off the ICW. It was nice to finally be flat calm water again.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Nov. 8 It was our turn to treat for lunch so we all went down to Beaufort for a delicious lunch with a view of the river. Dinner was a potluck with a local group of their friends and oysters were the main attraction.
Nov. 9 We drove inland and north to visit some of my cousins. They live on a 5,000 acre plantation that has been converted to a gated residentual community. These extensive grounds have about 300 lots (200 have houses on them), an 18 hole golf course, stables, riding trails, quail hunting areas, and a clubhouse. The old plantation house is now an inn for guests of the home owners, a civilized dining room that serves dinner the weekends, outdoor and indoor pool and exercise room. My cousins have a wonderful rustic lodge style home that overlooks the marshes. When we finally got back “home” our hosts fed us again.
Nov.10 I wanted to go down the ICW and see the marshes and birds again. We wound our way south all day and were happy not to have many other boats to pass. When it was time to stop, we just pulled off the “highway” into a side stream that was deep enough and anchored. It was generally a nice way to spend our 21st wedding anniversary!
Nov. 11 Notice the date 11/11/11. Another day sunny and calm day on the ICW with a few bridges and lots of winding through the various marsh lined streams and rivers and man made cuts. One cut was so shallow the we dug our own channel though it! Luckily, the mud is soft. At the end of the day, we anchored off St. Catherine’s island, GA.
Nov. 12 I was tired of the ICW so we went on the outside down the coast to St. Simon’s island, GA and anchored out of the way. Dolphnis have been with us both in the ICW and on the outside near shore for quite a while now. They come from many directions over to the boat to swim in our bow wave!
Nov. 9 We drove inland and north to visit some of my cousins. They live on a 5,000 acre plantation that has been converted to a gated residentual community. These extensive grounds have about 300 lots (200 have houses on them), an 18 hole golf course, stables, riding trails, quail hunting areas, and a clubhouse. The old plantation house is now an inn for guests of the home owners, a civilized dining room that serves dinner the weekends, outdoor and indoor pool and exercise room. My cousins have a wonderful rustic lodge style home that overlooks the marshes. When we finally got back “home” our hosts fed us again.
Nov.10 I wanted to go down the ICW and see the marshes and birds again. We wound our way south all day and were happy not to have many other boats to pass. When it was time to stop, we just pulled off the “highway” into a side stream that was deep enough and anchored. It was generally a nice way to spend our 21st wedding anniversary!
Nov. 11 Notice the date 11/11/11. Another day sunny and calm day on the ICW with a few bridges and lots of winding through the various marsh lined streams and rivers and man made cuts. One cut was so shallow the we dug our own channel though it! Luckily, the mud is soft. At the end of the day, we anchored off St. Catherine’s island, GA.
Nov. 12 I was tired of the ICW so we went on the outside down the coast to St. Simon’s island, GA and anchored out of the way. Dolphnis have been with us both in the ICW and on the outside near shore for quite a while now. They come from many directions over to the boat to swim in our bow wave!
Monday, November 7, 2011
Oct.18 We are on the road again! After a nice farewell dinner with our friends, Peter and Joan Ross in Mystic, we decided to do an overnight passage down Long Island Sound to Oyster Bay long Island where we could wait out some wind that was coming through. Just after we anchored, the wind started to howl and we were very thankful to have made the passage early.
Oct. 21-27 Now that the weather was passed us, it was time to move over to the dock at Indian Harbor Yacht Club in Greenwich. Over the next week, we were able to visit with both moms, my son Chris and his new fiancee, Corey, drive back to Mystic to sign important papers and do other errands there, etc. We even had Lillian Vernon and her husband on board for dinner. They are neighbors and friends of my mother.
Oct. 28 We love being on the dock at the club but twice a day, we are ground there thus we had to wait for the tide to rise before we could extricate ourselves! On down the sound to NYC and out past Sandy Hook we flew on an outgoing tide. We made good time down to Atlantic City where we anchored at around 1:30 am. It is definitely surreal being anchored under the big neon signs for Harrah’s and Trump casinos. The anchorage is in a river and the current can be more than 2 kts.
Oct. 29 A big winter storm was forecast and it didn’t let us down. Our faithful anchor, Cecile, held through all the current and winds of up to 42 kts. It poured most of the day but we were snug inside puttering around, playing cards and watching movies.
Oct. 30 John woke up at 5 am and I heard him rustling so we talked and decided to leave earlier as the wind was down and we had a long way to go. As I was raising the anchor and releasing the pressure on the snubber line, the big snubber hook caught on the only crab pot in the whole area! john had to help me get it off and then we proceeded slowly out to sea. The wind was still a bit strong for most of the day and we rocked and rolled. I listened for things creaking, rattling, and crashing all around the boat. Finally, I got most everything padded, tied, or wedged. My new mantra for moments like this is “This too shall pass”. The further south we went, the further away from the wind.
Oct. 31 By Monday morning, we were off the southern entrance to the Chesapeake and the wind was fine. It stayed that way all the way around Cape Hatteras and till about 3 hours after that. Then the shit hit the fan (pardon the vernacular) and another storm we were hoping to avoid reared its ugly head. We had 10 hrs of 20-35kts of wind with gusts to 40 kts at times. Luckily, the seas weren’t too big but they were coming from our bow and then our forward quarter. I stayed on watch for a while but then John did the rest of the night while I hid in a nest I made of pillows and blankets on the floor next to our bed. At times, it rained as heavily as John had ever seen it, he said. I heard more crashing and creaking and was able to catch 4 florescent light bulbs before they came loose from their perch on top of our dryer! They had been there for a year without a problem. Towards the end of our trip, we had to go around Lookout Shoals and turn north for about one and a half hours to go to our anchorage in the Cape Lookout bay. This bay is right off Beaufort, NC and is almost entirely surrounded by land and thus quite protected. We were able to head just off the wind enough to make pretty good headway but the waves came over the bow and gave us a good saltwater shower. finally, we made the last turn into our haven and anchored at 7am.
Nov.1 It was about 2pm before we woke up but it was good to get some quiet still sleep. The rest of the day, we used to check in with our mothers, do email, play cards, have dinner with a movie. Back to bed for more sleep!
Nov. 2-3 Plans have a way of changing when you are cruising. The first plan was to move over to Beaufort and anchor by the coast guard station. We would use the dinghy to go over to town and go shopping and have lunch. Well, the weather was so nice, we decided to skip that adventure and start on another- an overnight down to Charleston, SC. Along the way, one has to pass Camp LeJeune and the warships were out in full force doing. Some were doing live fire exercises and we had to change course a bit to stay a safe distance away. Boy are those ships big! Later in the afternoon, the spotted dolphins came twice to play in our bow wave. I could watch them for hours. This whole passage was uneventful- my favorite kind! As we arrived in Charleston harbor, several big groups of bottle nose dolphins played in our bow waves this time and stayed with us till we anchored in the Ashley river. After dinner, it was to bed early as both of us were tired.
Nov. 4 The wind was still howling right down the river and the current was strong too. We were holding but moving all around which was very disconcerting to say the least. I was sitting in the saloon doing some paper work when I looked out the window and spotted a friend of ours looking at the boat. We were anchored off his house but we thought he was going to be away. We called to him and he suggested we could go to his yacht club and tie up at the dock as we had done in years past. While he called them, we started to bring the dinghy up. It had rained heavily the night before and the chop from all the boats going by had almost swamped our big dinghy. The crane wasn’t able to pull it more than 4 ft off the water before it shut off. ( we learned this was a safety precaution) John and I turned the dinghy a bit so we could get to the plug and release tons of water from her. Afterwards, the reset crane lifted her up to our top deck and we were off around the corner to the yacht club dock at last. Upon arrival, I checked my email again and found out our friend Sam from the sailboat “Semezana” was actually just arriving with his daughter in Charleston! We called his cell and they came and picked us up for dinner. They took us to a great spot and we all got a chance to catch up. “Semezana” was one of the boats we played with all winter in Staniel Cay. After dinner, his daughter said we could have her car for the next day to do errands.
Nov. 5 The wind was still howling but we were safely tied to the inside of the face dock. We took Sarah’s car and did many errands for most of the day. That night we returned it and all went out to a good Italian restaurant.
Nov. 6 The sun was out and the wind down and we were able to make a painless passage down the coast to St. Helena’s sound and up the Coosaw river where we anchored for the night. It was so nice to anchor near the marshland and have a quiet sunset. Did I mention no wind?
Nov. 7 We got up early to get the high tide and went all of 5 miles around the corner to our friends Allan and Cathy Rae’s house and tied up to their dock. They are in a cove just off the ICW so there is a constant parade of differnt kinds of boats going by all day. They are our hosts for the next few days.
Oct. 21-27 Now that the weather was passed us, it was time to move over to the dock at Indian Harbor Yacht Club in Greenwich. Over the next week, we were able to visit with both moms, my son Chris and his new fiancee, Corey, drive back to Mystic to sign important papers and do other errands there, etc. We even had Lillian Vernon and her husband on board for dinner. They are neighbors and friends of my mother.
Oct. 28 We love being on the dock at the club but twice a day, we are ground there thus we had to wait for the tide to rise before we could extricate ourselves! On down the sound to NYC and out past Sandy Hook we flew on an outgoing tide. We made good time down to Atlantic City where we anchored at around 1:30 am. It is definitely surreal being anchored under the big neon signs for Harrah’s and Trump casinos. The anchorage is in a river and the current can be more than 2 kts.
Oct. 29 A big winter storm was forecast and it didn’t let us down. Our faithful anchor, Cecile, held through all the current and winds of up to 42 kts. It poured most of the day but we were snug inside puttering around, playing cards and watching movies.
Oct. 30 John woke up at 5 am and I heard him rustling so we talked and decided to leave earlier as the wind was down and we had a long way to go. As I was raising the anchor and releasing the pressure on the snubber line, the big snubber hook caught on the only crab pot in the whole area! john had to help me get it off and then we proceeded slowly out to sea. The wind was still a bit strong for most of the day and we rocked and rolled. I listened for things creaking, rattling, and crashing all around the boat. Finally, I got most everything padded, tied, or wedged. My new mantra for moments like this is “This too shall pass”. The further south we went, the further away from the wind.
Oct. 31 By Monday morning, we were off the southern entrance to the Chesapeake and the wind was fine. It stayed that way all the way around Cape Hatteras and till about 3 hours after that. Then the shit hit the fan (pardon the vernacular) and another storm we were hoping to avoid reared its ugly head. We had 10 hrs of 20-35kts of wind with gusts to 40 kts at times. Luckily, the seas weren’t too big but they were coming from our bow and then our forward quarter. I stayed on watch for a while but then John did the rest of the night while I hid in a nest I made of pillows and blankets on the floor next to our bed. At times, it rained as heavily as John had ever seen it, he said. I heard more crashing and creaking and was able to catch 4 florescent light bulbs before they came loose from their perch on top of our dryer! They had been there for a year without a problem. Towards the end of our trip, we had to go around Lookout Shoals and turn north for about one and a half hours to go to our anchorage in the Cape Lookout bay. This bay is right off Beaufort, NC and is almost entirely surrounded by land and thus quite protected. We were able to head just off the wind enough to make pretty good headway but the waves came over the bow and gave us a good saltwater shower. finally, we made the last turn into our haven and anchored at 7am.
Nov.1 It was about 2pm before we woke up but it was good to get some quiet still sleep. The rest of the day, we used to check in with our mothers, do email, play cards, have dinner with a movie. Back to bed for more sleep!
Nov. 2-3 Plans have a way of changing when you are cruising. The first plan was to move over to Beaufort and anchor by the coast guard station. We would use the dinghy to go over to town and go shopping and have lunch. Well, the weather was so nice, we decided to skip that adventure and start on another- an overnight down to Charleston, SC. Along the way, one has to pass Camp LeJeune and the warships were out in full force doing. Some were doing live fire exercises and we had to change course a bit to stay a safe distance away. Boy are those ships big! Later in the afternoon, the spotted dolphins came twice to play in our bow wave. I could watch them for hours. This whole passage was uneventful- my favorite kind! As we arrived in Charleston harbor, several big groups of bottle nose dolphins played in our bow waves this time and stayed with us till we anchored in the Ashley river. After dinner, it was to bed early as both of us were tired.
Nov. 4 The wind was still howling right down the river and the current was strong too. We were holding but moving all around which was very disconcerting to say the least. I was sitting in the saloon doing some paper work when I looked out the window and spotted a friend of ours looking at the boat. We were anchored off his house but we thought he was going to be away. We called to him and he suggested we could go to his yacht club and tie up at the dock as we had done in years past. While he called them, we started to bring the dinghy up. It had rained heavily the night before and the chop from all the boats going by had almost swamped our big dinghy. The crane wasn’t able to pull it more than 4 ft off the water before it shut off. ( we learned this was a safety precaution) John and I turned the dinghy a bit so we could get to the plug and release tons of water from her. Afterwards, the reset crane lifted her up to our top deck and we were off around the corner to the yacht club dock at last. Upon arrival, I checked my email again and found out our friend Sam from the sailboat “Semezana” was actually just arriving with his daughter in Charleston! We called his cell and they came and picked us up for dinner. They took us to a great spot and we all got a chance to catch up. “Semezana” was one of the boats we played with all winter in Staniel Cay. After dinner, his daughter said we could have her car for the next day to do errands.
Nov. 5 The wind was still howling but we were safely tied to the inside of the face dock. We took Sarah’s car and did many errands for most of the day. That night we returned it and all went out to a good Italian restaurant.
Nov. 6 The sun was out and the wind down and we were able to make a painless passage down the coast to St. Helena’s sound and up the Coosaw river where we anchored for the night. It was so nice to anchor near the marshland and have a quiet sunset. Did I mention no wind?
Nov. 7 We got up early to get the high tide and went all of 5 miles around the corner to our friends Allan and Cathy Rae’s house and tied up to their dock. They are in a cove just off the ICW so there is a constant parade of differnt kinds of boats going by all day. They are our hosts for the next few days.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
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| Chris found these and we ate them and they were great! |
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| the chefs at play |
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| gathering mussels in Winter Harbor |
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| the engaged couple |
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| Corey and her ring |
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| Chris loves dahlias |
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| Doug Bruce at home |
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| Gaby, Chris, and Dale check out his mushroom find |
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| typical schooner |
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| my flowers with John's driftwood piece from Newfoundland |
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