The Chesapeake is for Crabs: Rock Hall

As well as a little bit of R&R from delivery pace, and making new friends.

Days 12 – 13 – 14, October 26-28, 2018
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Early morning in the Cape May Canal.

When we left Cape May through the Cape May Canal and out into Delaware Bay, our goal was Chesapeake City on the C&D canal.  We wanted to get there early to make sure we had a secure spot.  We were under way in the Cape May Canal before sunrise, and passed the Lewes-Cape May Ferry Terminal at the west end of the canal as the ferries were getting ready to start their runs. Continue reading The Chesapeake is for Crabs: Rock Hall

Cape May: a National Historic Landmark

Enjoying a lovely layover in a charming and historic town.

Days 10 – 11, October 24 – 26

With the longest segment of the Jersey Shore (Atlantic Highlands to Atlantic City) behind us, we just had the short 38-mile segment from Atlantic City to Cape May ahead of us.  Complete this, and we would be done with the most exposed part of our trip south.  We had been watching the weather closely, and we though we had this one in the bag.  Continue reading Cape May: a National Historic Landmark

Conquering the Jersey Shore

Making tracks south at last

Days 8-9, October 22-23

It was with great relief that we pulled into Atlantic Highlands, New Jersey on the eighth day of our trip.  We had only traveled on four of those eight days thanks to brutal westerlies pounding Long Island Sound, making travel rediculously unpleasant.  The run from Port Jefferson on Long Island, through the East River and along Manhattan’s east side, was cathartic for us.  We finally felt like we were on our way. Continue reading Conquering the Jersey Shore

New York, New York!

And good riddance, Long Island Sound.

Day 9, October 22

In Port Jefferson, on Long Island, we wandered back to the boat after dinner at The Pie of Port Jeff, as the northwest gale was winding down.  It was clear, crisp, cold.  We got the pups off the boat for their last walk ashore, and talked about plans for the next day.  Time to move on.

The weather forecast was good: five to ten knots out of the southwest, one foot seas, and sun in the afternoon. We had hope.  Perhaps we could make some progress along our journey, after a maddening first week of just over 100 tough and unpleasant miles in the right direction. We planned an early start, with the East River and Manhattan in our sights.  We hoped to make it at least to Liberty Landing in New Jersey right behind the Statue of Liberty, or better yet, Atlantic Highlands, inside Sandy Hook at the top of the Jersey Shore. Continue reading New York, New York!

Another Day, Another Gale

Along with a little bit of culture shock.

Days 5 – 8, Essex CT and Port Jefferson, NY, 10/19 – 10/21
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The Connecticut River with sea smoke on a 32-degree morning.

Our departure from Essex was as beautiful as the small town itself.  Serene, lovely, civilized.  A freezing cold 32 degrees. We wandered down the river, paused to admire the tranquil scenery and drink coffee while waiting for the railroad bridge, then continued past Old Saybrook and out into Long Island Sound.  Ready to do battle. Again. Continue reading Another Day, Another Gale

Enough Already with the Weather

So let’s just enjoy the good stuff!

Days 3, 4 & 5, Essex, CT, Wednesday to Friday,  10/18 – 10/19

The Wednesday run from Stonington to Essex was nasty, so between more bad weather forecasts, the need for new heater parts, and the draw of a lovely eastern Connecticut town, we decided to stay in Essex awhile.

We have always enjoyed visiting to Essex.  Its a fun day-trip in the off-season to look at boats and walk the dogs, but we have never spent any time there.  This visit was a first, and we loved it.   Continue reading Enough Already with the Weather

We Didn’t Think Long Island Sound Would Be The Hard Part

Well, wasn’t THAT Fun.

Day 3, Stonington, CT to Essex, CT, Wednesday 10/17

We had a really pleasant two-night stopover in Stonington. We were safe and secure on a Dodson’s mooring for the gale, we got heater parts (that didn’t fix the problem), the Dog Watch Cafe was delightful, and we had wonderful blustery fall walks all over town with the pups. It was time to move on.

The weather forecasts for this week have been, um, not ideal. When we were getting ready to leave home over last weekend I had been watching the forecasts for the first week of our trip. They were a little bit unbelievable. Gale warnings every other day as cold fronts swept through, and the “lulls” between fronts were Small Craft Advisaries, 15 to 25 with higher gusts. Sheesh. Continue reading We Didn’t Think Long Island Sound Would Be The Hard Part