Miscellaneous Ramblings

We left Oriental with very mixed emotions. It was as terrific place to spend a couple of days, but we were very anxious to continue going south. Next stop would be Beaufort (pronounced Bo-fort, not to be confused with Bew-fort which is in South Carolina). It was an uneventful meander until we reached the confluence of the Beaufort and Morehead City channels. What a mess. So many channels and rivers coming together along with a million buoys and a bridge that had a very poorly marked passageway which was partially obscured by construction barges. Predictably, I missed a buoy and ran aground. Fortunately, it was sand and we bounced a couple of times and were free. After winding around Radio Island, we entered Turner Creek which took us to the Beaufort docks. This place was as good as Oriental. Expensive but beautiful. By the way, if you think you have a big boat, don’t go to Beaufort. We were the smallest boat on the docks.

A Harrier jet hovering. Interesting.

Also saw an Osprey aircraft. Also cool.

All good things must come to an end. We left Beaufort the next morning and headed down to Swansboro, NC.  From Morehead City to Swansboro we had a 20 knot wind on our nose and had to navigate the narrowest channels we have seen to date.  Stray just a little bit and you’re in very shallow water.  On the way, we passed a naval air station where they trained Harrier jet pilots. Fascinating to see those jets hover over the water then take off like a bat out of hell.  Swansboro was a pleasant surprise. We didn’t expect much but the place was terrific. Great marina, great owner, great little town. Everything you needed was within walking distance. Plus, we met a guy on the docks cleaning fish. He asked if we would like some and I said, “Sure, what kind of fish is this?” He told us they were Spot fish. Each one was about 8” long and very meaty. He said, soak them in milk, dredge them in a fish coating, and then pan sauté in peanut oil. We did and they were even better than perch. I never heard of Spot fish but if I ever see them again, I’m buyin’.

A white Herron we saw along the way

Next stop was Surf City in NC. Interesting trip. We needed to contact the Range Safety Officer at Camp Lajeune to find out if the ICW was open or closed for live fire exercises.  There were none scheduled so we journeyed forth.  We got to Surf City early enough to enjoy an 80 degree day, took a walk on the beach and ate some ice cream. Pretty cool. But as I said, all good things must end. The following day we departed Surf City and headed to Carolina Beach. Big change in weather. High winds, cloudy skies and a 20 degree drop in temperature. We went to the Federal Point Yacht Club. Pretty neat place. We are here for two days because it is too damn cold to proceed. Sunday will be better and we will head down to near Myrtle Beach. I’m getting excited about going south and seeing places like Charleston, Savannah, and St. Augustine. Stay tuned for more developments.

It continues to amaze us

Today is our second day in Oriental, NC. We don't want to leave. What a great place. Adirondack chairs to lounge in, a great tiki bar, showers with towels, soap and shampoo, a marine store a half block away, a coffee bar across the street. It just doesn't get better than this.

At anchor in Broad Creek, a very
beautiful and secluded paradise

We left Coinjock and journeyed to Broad Creek where we hunkered down to wait out some nasty winds that were creating havoc on Albermarle Sound. We wound up staying two nights at anchor. It was a beautiful anchorage but very isolated. It really gets dark at night there. Broad Creek was just what it sounds like... a creek that gets broad. The creek winds back and forth through the sea grass and brush and eventually you come across a wide spot where the water is deep enough that you can anchor and not get stuck in the mud. Although the wind was blowing pretty hard, the anchorage was well protected so we didn't bounce around at all. 

Sunrise on the Alligator River

Les Miserables following the "smart
boat" from Alligator River Marina

The Alligator River Cut. 21 miles of
straight waterway.

A Conga line of boats heading to
Oriental. There were 12 altogether.

On day two, we got our weather window and headed down to Alligator River Marina. There we reunited with folks we met in Norfolk, Wiley and Merry on Les Miserables, from Chicago. They were stuck with us waiting for the Gilmerton Bridge to open in the Elisabeth River. After leaving Alligator River Marina, we traveled together to Dowry Creek Marina and then to Oriental. Very enjoyable folks. They regarded us as the smart boat people because they took a wrong turn on the ICW at Norfolk, and someone at the marina suggested they follow us (like we knew where we were going). Hence, we were the smart people. We've been blessed to meet so many great people. While at Dowry Creek Marina we were invited to a pot luck dinner for Jack who was celebrating his 13th birthday. What a hoot. His parents, Christie and Mike were so interested in our trip and are planning their own adventure as a result. Cool. It just keeps getting better every day. 

Life in an Adirondack chair in Oriental, NC. A beverage, sunshine, Marg,
It just doesn't get any better than this. 

So tomorrow we are off to Morehead City. A short trip of about 20 nm. I don't know much about the area but I am sure it will be another great stop on the waterway to Florida. Stick with us for more installments of Dick and Marg's excellent adventure. 

On the ICW

Sunset over Cape Charles

After two months of sailing and motoring and waiting and worrying, we finally made it to Mile Maker 0 on the ICW on Sunday, October 16th. But I am getting way ahead of myself. On Thursday, October 13th, we picked up Dick and Susie in Kilmarnock and sailed to Cape Charles on the Eastern Shore. Well, we sailed about 1/3 of the trip and crapped our pants the other 2/3. Winds built to nearly 30 kts and the waves built to 6 feet. Waves came over the bow all the way back to the cockpit. We were all pretty wet. After nearly 7 hours we slogged into Cape Charles and bounced into a slip. Cocktail hour was immediately declared. After being tied down for two days due to inclement weather (we are getting very familiar with this), we left Cape Charles and sailed nearly half way to Norfolk. This began the best part of our travels on the Chesapeake. Perfect winds and seas, sunshine and warm weather. Dick and Susie really enjoyed the ride and we got to see the fleet in port. Very impressive. Two aircraft carriers and a ton of missile cruisers and assorted other naval ships. Awesome fire power. 

Major fire power in port

Dick and Susie and the fleet

 

Me and the fleet

Susie and Marg and the fleet

Alize in port in Norfolk

Blue, Blanche, Marg and Jim with the
cruise ship Glory in the background

Norfolk is incredible. So much going on in the downtown area. We also had the good fortune to connect with Jim and Blanche Terracino and my buddy Blue. Jim and Blanche live in Virginia Beach and Blue was on business in the area. We had dinner together and Blue spent the night on board and traveled with us to Great Bridge where his mother lives. Mile Marker 0 is the beginning of the IntraCoastal Waterway and it is directly across from the marina where we stayed. A milestone, that a month ago when we were stuck in the Erie Canal, I wasn't sure we were going to see. Norfolk was alive with activity. There was a wine festival going on, the Carnival Cruise ship Glory was preparing to set sail and there was all the commotion and festivities surrounding that, and it was a beautiful, sunny, warm Sunday and the whole town was out enjoying it.

This is called The Aqua John

On Monday, Marg, Blue and I left Norfolk and headed down the ICW for the short trip to Great Bridge, VA. We passed the naval yards where ships were being refitted or cut up into scrap. We played dodge em with huge container ships and managed to screw up our timing and missed the opening of the first of several lift bridges we would travel under. That held us up for nearly an hour.But I did get to see a unique design in marine sanitation devices for small boats. It's roomy, inexpensive, and unique.

 

Marg locking us through

Eventually we locked through the Great Bridge Lock and went under the Great Bridge Bridge and tied up at Atlantic Yacht Center Marina. At the lock, the lock keeper treated us all to Halloween candy. She was a character. A very happy lady. She even said she would hold us up at the lock a little longer so we didn't have to wait for the bridge to open. She explained that it is more comfortable waiting in the lock than drifting around waiting for the bridge to open. Nice person.

So we are now 12 miles deep into the ICW. On Tuesday the 18th, we will head down to Coinjock which is in North Carolina. We now feel like we are really moving along and will make our scheduled arrival in Florida by December 1. As long as we can find internet connections we'll keep you all up to date on our journeys. Thanks for being with us.

Baltimore to Solomons Island

Alize at anchor in Worton Creek

Our first sunset on the Chesapeake

We made it to the Chesapeake Bay on Weds, October 5th. We anchored out in Worton Creek. What a pretty place. There were about 4 other boats anchored there and we felt like we owned the world. We left very early on Thursday because we wanted to maximize our time in Baltimore. We left at sunrise, froze our asses off and arrived in the inner harbor at about 11 in the morning. Baltimore's inner harbor is a beautiful place. I wish Cleveland had the resources or the vision or both to do something similar.

Marg and I overlooking the show

Andre and I feeling no pain

Look who we ran into in Annapolis.
Robert and Judy from back home

Departing Baltimore. Wished we
could have spent more time there

Friday was boat show day in Annapolis. We rented a car and drove down there (about a 45 minute ride) and had an extraordinary day. Bright sunshine and blue skies, great people and stuff to boggle a boater's mind everywhere you looked. Not to mention the Pusser's rum painkillers. Two nights in Baltimore was not enough. But we lost so much time in the Erie Canal, we couldn't stay any longer. So on Sunday we left Lighthouse Point Marina and headed south to the South River where we anchored for the night. This was a Kodak place, except I didn't take a single picture. Duhhhh! We also said our goodbyes to our friends Andre and Nathalie whom we traveled with the last month. We'll miss them very much but hopefully, we will meet up again in Florida or the Bahamas.

Sunrise over Oxford. That was a
Kodak moment

Marg and I went on to Oxford on the eastern shore. Oxford was probably a pretty town but we never got to see it. We planned to anchor in the Town Creek except the water was too shallow. So much for the cruising guide. We decided to anchor in the Tred Avon River just off shore from town. Two problems. Nobody seemed to know what "no wake zone" means, so we got tossed around pretty well until the yahoos went to bed. And second, the town in it's infinite wisdom did not provide any place to land a dinghy. So we and about 25 other boats at anchor stayed on our boats, ate dinner, drank and read books, instead of spending money in Oxford. I have a hard time understanding the logic of some communities.

We are now in Solomons Island. Every restaurant has a dinghy dock and complimentary dockage for bigger boats if you eat there. They get it. We are at Zahniser's Yacht Center. Gorgeous place that gets it. Need to go to the grocery. No problem, we'll take you there and pick you up. No charge. Someone meets you at the dock to secure your lines, free Wi Fi, and the best bathrooms I've seen on this trip. This is a very good stop.

After this place, we'll spend a night in the Potomac River and then head down to Kilmarnoc on the Antipoison  Creek where we will meet our friends Dick and Susi and her brother Sparky. Can't wait. We'll try to keep these posts coming whenever we can get WiFi. Hope you enjoy.

Moving Along



Asbury Park amusement park on the
way to Atlantic City

First view of Atlantic City. Check out
the famous steel pier on the left

After two days in Manasquan, NJ, we got our weather window and made the loonngg slog to Atlantic City. It took us nearly 9 hours in high winds and heavy seas, but we made it. We stayed in the Frank Farley Marina and Casino (owned by the Golden Nugget Casino). Interesting place. We saw huge yachts and loud people. Ate in a great restaurant and trolled the casino. We didn't lose any money because there was too much cigarette smoke in the place. Overall, it was a good stop but we were ready to move on.

Sailing and pounding the surf.

We left Atlantic City on Saturday, October 1st and continued south to Cape May. Guess what?! We sailed. For the first time in almost 2 months, we sailed our boat. Fantastic. The winds were brisk, the ocean seas were moderate and we were tacking along at about 7 knots. The Jersey coast is all beach, uniterrupeted from Sandy Hook to Cape May. I don't think even Florida has as much beach front as New Jersey.

Sunrise over Greenwich Marina on
the Cohanssey River

Cape May was very pretty. We stayed in a very nice little marina where they gave us a bottle of wine and a bag of biscotti when we checked in. The biscotti is gone. The blueberry wine hasn't been openned yet. We stayed there for two days - more weather problems, then headed around the Cape May Point and north up into Delaware Bay. That was a long trip, over 40 nautical miles, to the Cohanssey River. We wound back and forth on the river to a marina called Greenwich Marina. Greenwich, CT would sue them for using their name. The docks had more seagull poop on them than wood. The bathrooms were barely poop-worthy, and the whole place smelled like fish. But it was only for one night and the sunrise was spectacular.

Our escorts for part of the trip up the Delaware. This pod
of dolphins made this leg of the trip unforgettable

Up the Delaware Bay to the Delaware River to the C&D canal to Chesapeake City. That's where we are now. Very beautiful place, laid back and peaceful. The weather is starting to show signs of civility. This morning when we left the Cohanssey, it was 45 degrees. This evening it was 70. Tomorrow we will push into the Chesapeake Bay and the weather is supposed to be warmer, sunnier, and with winds more moderate. We're getting there. Baltimore by Thursday, and the Annapolis Boat Show on Friday. Can't wait. I feel like I've not taken as many pictures this last segment. I will try to do more. Stay in touch everyone. We miss you and are glad we can stay connected through this blog.