Crabs, Courtesy Cars, and Canvass

October 4-6  – St. Mary River to Patuxant River/Solomons/Calvert Marina – 35 miles

October 7-8 – Calvert Marina to Herring Bay, MD/Herrington Harbor Marina & Resort – 39 Miles

October 9-10 – Herington Marina to Annapolis/Watergate Pointe Marina – 21 Miles

Miles traveled this blog: 95

Total miles traveled:  5195

Another beautiful travel day from our anchorage on the St. Mary River to Solomons/Calvert Marina.  (Calvert was the original governor of Maryland).  This marina is built on an old naval base that extends along much of the waterway in this part of rural Maryland where military exercises, both air and sea, are frequent. Additionally, the nation’s first amphibious training base was built here in the early 1940’s.    There are huge off-shore docking stations for unloading petroleum destined for government use – no self-serve available.   It all looks like a city-scape from the water.  Clearly and happily we couldn’t get close enough for great pictures but it was an interesting ride as we had never seen anything like it.

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Naval base stuff

When calling in for a slip at Calvert’s the lady said she had nothing available as the Kady Krogans were hosting a rendezvous and about 40 of the boats had taken all of their floating docks.  When I suggested that we were OK on a stationary dock she was willing to put us “out near the fuel dock,” at least a quarter-mile walk to the office and the laundry, and the pool was closed.  On the up side of things, our dock hosted mostly weekend live-a-boards and was alive with crabbing activity.  We saw and learned more about crabs that ever before:  they release the females :), crabs migrate (not sure when or where), and they are feisty little buggers.

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If we are right, a female.

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An official crab trap/pot at the bottom of a floating marker.

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We do everything we can to miss these babies out on the water.

We dinghied to the Calvert Museum and light house where a large festival was in progress.  We perused the many docks and hundreds of boats before returning to our quiet T slip on L dock but not before finding three boats that we have met along the way – Allison Leigh, Lauryl Anne, and Day Break.

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Solomons Lighthouse

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The Kady Krogans in Rendezvous

It was time to provision so we borrowed the one hour marina courtesy car –  a 31 year old Mercedes Benz!  The seatbelts didn’t work and it was a noisy diesel but it got us there and back in rambling style.  I spent $100 on food and Jim spent an equal amount at the hardware store – a fact of boating life!  Among other things like varnish, he purchased a fire extinguisher for the fly bridge – seems like a good idea since that is where we spend most of our time.  Laundry wasn’t going to be easy here so I decided to wait until the next stop.  Bad idea, see Herrington Harbor marina.

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1987 Mercedes Benz

Saturday night we decided to visit the local dining establishment named Hidden Harbor which they also called The Bistro and that it was – a small and unpretentious place with good food, great service, friendly folks, and a huge map on the wall with the option to pin your home port which, of course, we did.  Also found Vicki and Ron’s pin in Washington State from two years ago and likely hundreds of other Loopers!

The trip from Solomons to Herring Bay/Herrington Harbor Marina was another gorgeous cruise.  Lots of boats out from Naval minesweepers and container ships, to work boats, cruisers, sailboats and run-abouts.  It was a summer Sunday.  Herrington Harbor Marina was not a disappointment.  The flowers are still in full bloom, the dock hands are cute (no pics) and there are huffy bikes to ride to the laundry.  It is a resort area with beautiful pool (again closed on Labor day), work out room, great boaters lounges and even better wifi!  Yea, the pictures all downloaded.

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Ahh, the Begonias

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The seat was a bit wobbly but bikes were complimentary.

Shortly after our arrival a sailboat pulled into the slip next to us.  We assumed they were regulars but not so.  A late 30 something couple and their 2 ½ year old daughter, Hazel, had departed that day from Annapolis heading south to the Bahamas.  Together they own a fitness machine repair business which they plan to maintain while cruising but, they report,  if it doesn’t work, oh well!  They seemed confident in both sailing and life, not something you see every day!  We wished them well, even though we worried a little about the fact that they had no bimini in the cockpit as we are grateful every day for the Namaste’s sun protection.  He reported that he is good at canvass and I’ll bet he is!

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Chris, Caty and Hazel

Another noteworthy event was watching a 100’, custom, pleasure craft splash for the very first time.  The “18 Reeler” took 28 months to build and is reportedly valued at 12M.  A hundred or so folks attended the launch where after taking tide and current into account, they had 3” per side to lower her from the travel lift into the slip using huge foam pads along the hull for protection.  The top half of the boat would be put into place by crane the next day which we didn’t stay to see.  Oh yes, the name “18 Reeler” was selected by the owner who also owns the award-winning family business, Old Dominion Trucking Company.  They really did seem like pretty ordinary folks with two tiny dogs in tow.

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One unusual hull

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Remember the top was yet to be installed

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Heritage Harbor North – likely where we will put the Namaste on the hard when we finish this Chesapeake Cruise.

Heritage Harbor Marina boasted a laundry with three washers and three dryers – all new.  I was excited as I had three large loads of very dirty clothes that needed attention.  When I arrived another boating lady was madly changing loads but stopped to explain that only one dryer was working.  She had three more loads to dry and then it would be my turn.  Needless to say, about five hours later I had completed the task and decided that perhaps my home washer and dryer are what I miss most?

The following morning we woke to clouds that quickly vanished into another perfect day on the Chesapeake as we headed to Annapolis and the famous Power Boat Show.  Coming into Annapolis, besides the lighthouse we could see the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and the Naval Academy.

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Thomas Pointe Shoal and Lighthouse at the entrance to the Severn River and Annapolis

I had luckily secured a slip on Back Creek, but very close to Severn River where downtown Annapolis is located.  We continually comment that we have never seen so many boats anywhere in our lives.  They are everywhere including anchored in the middle of the somewhat narrow river here.  Upon arrival we secured the Namaste at Watergate Point Marina and took the water taxi to downtown Annapolis where we ate ice cream and supervised preparations for the boat show that begins on Thursday along with the Schooner Race Down the Bay and the arrival of Hurricane Michael.  Should be a big day so stay tuned.

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Maybe 1% of the boats on Back Creek.  Note: Namaste is in the picture center with the navy canvass

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Play-time for the five children and two labs on the sailboat anchored just off our stern.  Fun to watch!

Good Boat Name:  Costal Crush

Bad Boat Name:  On the Rocs

Quote of the Day:  “Be as good as your dog thinks you are.”  unknown

Happy Birthday to:  Veta, Diane

Get well soon to:  Dwain Dumas (Looper)

Thoughts going out: all the folks in Hurricane Michael’s path

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Autumn is Summer on the Chesapeake

September 21 – October 3, 2018

September 21 – Detroit River Boat Cruise aboard Diamond Jack’s

September 22 – Bentley High School Class of ’63 Reunion

September 23 – Highland to Somerset PA by car

September 24 – Somerset PA to Deltaville by car

September 25-29 – Outfit the Namaste and Splash

September 30 – Doziers in Deltaville to Urbanna Town Marina/ VA- 17 miles

October 1 – Urbanna to Parks Marina on Tangier Island – 38 miles

October 3 – Tangier Island to St. Mary’s Maryland – 37 miles

Miles traveled this blog – 92

Total miles traveled – 5100

The last post described our home stay which was about as perfect as a summer gets.  We hung out the first three weeks of September to watch competitive hockey, gymnastics, and Taekwondo, get caught up with the camp family, attend a few once in a lifetime events including Mike’s keynote address at Kalamazoo College’s Convocation and my 55th class reunion.  A word about reunions:  lots of people don’t attend and I understand why but having grown up in one community, attending the same school district K-12, and marrying the most handsome, smart, and fun guy from the class of ’62,  I enjoyed reconnecting with and celebrating people I have known literally all of my life.  It was both a grounding and an exhilarating experience.  A big shout-out to Gwen for organizing the fun cruise up the Detroit River and to the Reunion Committee for their hard work in throwing a grand party!  We were up later and danced more than we had in years.

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One of my most favorite places in the Universe.  Not the Chesapeake but leaving this beautiful place overlooking Dunham Lake

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Mike’s keynote speech at K College’s Convocation

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And his two proud parents!

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Reunion Boat Trip down the Detroit River and under the Ambassador Bridge

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The Class of ’63 cruising the Detroit River

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Contemplating our 56 years as a couple since BHS!

The following morning we finished packing, mopped the floor on the way out the door and headed back to the Namaste Too waiting for us in Deltaville, VA.  We were tired so took two days to cover about 600+ miles using back-in-the-day conversations to keep us awake and happy.  Day two of the drive was cool and misty but we pushed ourselves to tour the memorial for Flight 93.  Not sure what I was expecting but suffice it to say it is a National Park and Memorial that is a must-see if ever you are in central Pennsylvania.

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The entrance to the Memorial for Flight 93 and National Park on an misty morning

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The crash site is between the white pillars.  There is a 3 mile circle walk from the visitors center above, past the site and through an awesome park.

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Also, on our way out the door, Jim sliced his finger while trimming some documents to fit into his notebook.  He adds, while waiting for me.  The cut was as bad as the dressing indicates!

We arrived at Stingray Boat Works in sunshine and warmer temperatures.  Warmer turned into very hot as we cleaned, unpacked, and prepared the Namaste Too for our Fall Cruise of the Chesapeake.  We found her in great shape having run a portable dehumidifier in the kitchen sink and set out tubs of moisture eating stuff to fight the mold as well as having plugged the through-hulls with screening and placed bug traps around to discourage the ants and roaches.  It kept getting hotter but until we were in the water there was no air conditioning as both our heat and air function by way of a heat pump utilizing seawater. The four electric fans made life tolerable along with meals in cool local restaurants.

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On the hard!

After launch, we lived for a couple of days on the rickety dock at Stingray, then we moved to Dozier’s, a full resort marina.  This is a favorite place complete with tiled individual bathrooms, an outdoor pool, laundry room and rocking chairs across the porch.  The heat continued so we also swam and enjoyed what may be out last outdoor pool days of 2018, who knows?

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Splash!

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Sitting pretty.

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Can Sammy come out to play?

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Moving to the lovely Doziers Marina

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The only pool open after Labor Day so far.

Before leaving we visited Deltaville’s impressive Maritime Museum which also serves as their community center and wedding venue.  We saw Skip Jacks (sailboats) and Buy Boats (working boats for crabbing, fishing and oystering across the Chesapeake) both as museum models and commercial working boats which visually express the nautical history of more than three centuries of Watermen.

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Deltaville Maritime Museum – a very special place!

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Skip Jack in the foreground and Buy Boats behind.  These are all over the waters of the Chesapeake but we never see them on the Great Lakes.

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Sunset off our bow in Dozier’s Marina – no editing!

Sidebar:  several excruciating days here were spent listening to the Senate Judiciary Committee hearings – hard but important.  All of this is going on less than 100 miles up the river as the Heron flies.

Some McFall history is in order.  During the early 2000s Curt, as a new MTU college graduate, taught sailing at a Boy Scout Camp just across the River from Deltaville on the Kilmarnock River.  For two summers, he weekly captained a 40’ boat taking 5 or 6 boys and their scout master out onto the Chesapeake for a learn-to-sail.  They went to Urbanna and Tangier Island, but mostly anchored out in the many nearby tributaries.  I remember watching the weather daily and calling him from East Lansing with any scary weather reports.  How could he have so quickly grown into this responsible teacher/captain/adult?  These days were undoubtedly the roots for Camps Lookout and Carvela as well as Camp Gig!

In Curt’s path, we cast off for our shake-down cruise to Urbanna, VA, just 17 miles up the Rappahannock River.  The boat ran well as we shared the river with more than 65 sailboats racing in what appeared to be several different directions.  We managed to stay out of their way reaching the Urbanna Town Dock at high tide and also swift current.  Thanks to Carol, the dock-master, we got the Namaste into a slip – crosswise for a little minute but safe and unscathed.  What a quaint little place with lots of marinas and friendly people.  Our 3 pm Sunday breakfast at Something Different may be one of our best breakfasts ever.  I had a crab-cake and Virginia ham omelet.

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Nine of the 65 or more boats we managed to miss going up the Rappahannock River to Urbanna.  They were sure having fun – some days we miss the sailing!

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The Something Different Restaurant in Urbanna.  Perhaps some of the best service and food on the Loop!

The following morning we left for Tangier Island, about 40 miles back down the Rappahannock River and directly east into the middle of the Chesapeake Bay.  I don’t know where to begin, or perhaps more accurately where to end but this place demands description.  Tangier Island’s 400 year history began when John Smith visited and named Tangier in 1608 (he charted much of the Chesapeake Bay) and later was the headquarters of a British Fleet ravaging the Chesapeake in 1814.  Tangier is a crabbing community of a constant 470 inhabitants on 1 X 2.5 miles of quickly eroding/sinking earth.  The SW end of the island consists of a ½ mile pristine sandy beach.  Milton Parks, the 87 year-old dock-master and native of the island, was here greeting boats when Curt visited and still as sharp as a tack, has many stories to tell.

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Milton Parks, owner and dock-master of Park’s Marina on Tangier Island.  What a life legacy.  His two daughters are doctors – one on the island!

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Paying the bill was a challenge as Milton never seemed to want to take our money!

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Pristine Beach in the middle of the Chesapeake

 

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Ooops, tide is up!

The population is mainly a Methodist, Republican group of Watermen (who crab six days a week) and their families.  Much of the history we learned from the only policeman’s wife who works in one of the handful of gift/ice cream stores and as a substitute teacher.  There is an impressive medical center with three doctors but no  dentists.   The school serves 65 students with proud teachers and parents reporting that their students are as well prepared as any in Virginia.  High school seniors are all volunteers on the fire department. There is a grocery store, post office, sewage treatment plant, electric power plant, water tower and junk yard complete with friendly dog.  We rode rental bikes around the island where everyone is either waving from golf carts, bikes or on foot.  The roads are not wide enough for golf carts to pass and while there are cemeteries, some of the houses have family graves in their backyard.  There is sometimes wifi, cable and phone service but our devises required us to be directly across from the Verizon office to get even slow LTE reception.  A mail boat arrives from MD and a tour boat from VA once a day which requires a 45 minute trip in good weather but there are no other options for arrival and departure except private boats or small airplanes.

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The houses of Tangier many sporting Halloween decorations.

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Mr. Goat cooling himself in the “rescue kitty” pen.  The kitties were all outside the pen but chickens kept the goat company.  That may be an egg in the lower right corner.

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Tangier Combined School (not sure combined with what)

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We watched as a helicopter landed ¼ mile from the Namaste to take a patient off-island to either Salisbury, MD or Norfolk VA for treatment.

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One stained glass window in the local Methodist Church.  A cherished building on the island with the second being the medical center.

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Parks Marina showing the fishing community in the background.  Next to each of those white buildings is a Buy Boat that leaves out the channel (left of the picture) each morning between 3 am and daybreak.  Lovely neighbor boat, Peter and Pat!

The last night on Tangier we went to Lorraine’s for soft shell crab with some interesting dock-mates and a real live tug boat captain who hauls petroleum products between Maine and Texas on the open ocean.  Bigger than life interesting guy!

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Sunrise over the Tangier docks the morning we departed for St. Marys

I suspect this is a different place than it was in the early 2000s but it still resembles the life-style and charm of the 1950s.  It is a community where everyone knows and cares for everyone else and where we, to quote an islander, ”make up for what we lack in our own way.”

As much as we loved Tangier Island we decided to move on.  After a long dock meeting and good byes around, we left this morning and headed back across The Bay (Chesapeake) and up the Potomac River to a smaller river off the eastern bank called the St. Mary’s River.  We anchored after a little trouble with the windless (the electric mechanism that releases the anchor) because the high amperage connections had corroded.  A little scraping and some corrosion-be-gone and all was well again.  Thankfully we have a brand new back-up anchor (Jim’s birthday gift from the Pat McFall’s) which held us until we figured out the issue.

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Namaste anchored off St. Mary’s College

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Pre-daybreak view

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Pre-daybreak sounds of the St. Mary’s rowing team.

We then dinghied into shore to St. Mary’s.  Half the town is a walking museum explaining the history of this location as the first Capitol of Maryland until 1695 when the government was moved to Annapolis.  St. Marys continued to be an important port because of its deep water allowing large cargo ships to transport tobacco back to England and bring in necessary goods to the residents.  There are active archeological digs and explanatory placards to explain the rich heritage. Blended into the museum is the picturesque and highly acclaimed St. Mary’s College.  It is a public liberal arts college of about 1600 students where all buildings on campus represent the architecture of early colonial times.  It reminds us of Kalamazoo College.  We anchored here one night and enjoyed the scenery and quiet.

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The college dock just down the hill from St. Marys.  I didn’t get pictures of the campus as my phone was out of juice but trust me, along with Flagler in St. Augustine, St. Mary’s would be great choices if I were 18 again.

It remains hot – we swam off the boat in 83 degrees at 5:30 this afternoon – St. Marys River!

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Also note Jim’s newly refinished swim platform.

Good Boat Name:  A Frayed Knot

Bad Boat Name:  The Chesapeake seems to be a “more refined” boating arena than many we have encountered so far.  No Bad Boat names to report today.

Quote of the Day:  “Sometimes the greatest gift you can give another person is to simply include them.”  unknown

Happy Birthday to:  Bryan, Tom, Nick, and Patty, John, Kim

Congratulations to:  Ashleigh and the Raven’s for winning the West Michigan Hockey Classic last weekend.

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Ashleigh is second row, far right!

and to Lee for obtaining a higher level in Taekwondo.

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Get well soon to:  Dwain Dumas (Looper)

WELCOME TO THE WORLD:  Marlene Iwa Bilker

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The Great American Loop: Season #4 Conclusion and Home Stay

May 20 – Washington DC to Colonial Beach Marina (68 miles)

May 21 – Colonial Beach Marina to Dozier’s Marina, Deltaville VA (73 miles)

May 22-24 Dozier’s Marina

May 25 – Haul out at Stingray Pointe Boat Works, Deltaville VA

May 26 – Deltaville to Highland, MI and home for the summer

Boat miles traveled this blog entry: 141

Total miles traveled:  5,007

Prologue:  When the Looping season ends and we get close to returning home, I find that I am uninterested in blogging and hence the long silence.  However, in less than a month we will return to the Namaste to explore the Chesapeake and thus I add the following for the sake of continuity. . .

As reported in the previous entry, we loved our week in Washington DC even with all of the rain and resulting debris floating in the Potomac River as we worked our way back down to Colonial Beach Marina where we celebrated Kathy’s (onboard Carisma) birthday and ultimately Dozier’s Marina where we crashed the Monk Rendezvous, hung out once again with Jo and Ken onboard Friar Tuck, and readied the Namaste for a hot and steamy haul-out on May 25th.

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Just one of the many huge logs floating after days of rain.  Note Monticello onshore.

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Chugging our way back down the Potomac to Deltaville, VA and home to Michigan

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Our view the evening before haul-out. Always a bittersweet time.

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End of another wonderful season!

 

By May 26th we were home on Dunham Lake enjoying:

GRANDCHILDREN

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Lexi 19 and Ashleigh 16

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Liam 12 and Klava 11

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Nate 6 and Leonie 5

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Cedar 2 and Oscar 1

 

BIRTHDAYS

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A PARTY

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GARDENING

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CAMPS LOOKOUT AND SAKI

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BOYNE AND LAKE CHARLEVOIX

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A NEW PUPPY FRIEND FOR SAMMY – BAUER

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CAMPING AT PUT-IN-BAY WITH FRIENDS

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ART

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FRIENDS – OLD AND NEW

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JULY 4TH PARADE

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SEVEN LAKES CAMPING

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CHICAGO BY TRAIN

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A great summer all around.  Stay tuned for a Fall on the Chesapeake.

 

Side Trip: The Potomac and a Week in DC

May 9-19

May 9 – Norfolk to Deltaville/Doziers Marina (58 miles)

May 11 – Deltaville to Lower Machodoc Creek/Ragged Point Anchorage (61 miles)

May 12 – Rugged Point Anchorage to Belmont Bay Harbor (66 miles)

May 13 – Belmont Bay Harbor to Washington, DC (30 miles)

May 14-19 Gangplank Marina in downtown Washington DC

Miles Traveled this Blog Entry: 215

Total Miles Traveled:  4,866

Add Maryland as the 14th State.  The VA/MD State line runs along the Virginia Shore of the Potomac

Happily pulling out of Norfolk – it is time to go – we passed one huge naval ship after another – aircraft carriers to Red Cross Hospital ships being thankful that they were tied up and wouldn’t get in our way.  However, as we entered the Hampton Crossing (where the ICW, the inlet from the Atlantic and the Chesapeake Bay meet) we noted a huge carrier on the horizon.  Over time we realized that we were headed for one another in the channel but it seemed we would pass without incident.  Just then a calm but stern voice came over the VHF radio on channel 16, “calling the white trawler near G19.”  Quickly looking up our location, we realized that she was talking to us and discovered that we were almost within the ship’s 500 yard (it is 100 yards when docked) safety zone as indicated by two patrol boats moving at top speed up and down the ships length. As requested we made an immediate left turn out of the channel for a quick get-away changing course up the Chesapeake closer to shore than the Captain’s charted route but enjoying a smooth and uneventful voyage up to Dozier’s Marina in Deltaville, VA where we spent two beautiful days.

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See the aircraft on the deck?!

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Was this is the ship we sent to Puerto Rico following the last hurricane?

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Immediate left turn to let this big guy pass keeping his 500 yard safety zone.

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Dozier Marina.  The pool is just out back. 

Some words about Deltaville:  First, this is where we moved the car, the area where Curt taught sailing at Chase, a Boy Scout Camp, back in 2003 & 4 and where we once visited him – could have fooled me!  Second, you know you are in a boating town when the hardware store is bigger and better stocked than the grocery and a complete set of Waterway Guides is available in the local cafe.

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Sweet Cafe in Deltaville!

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Sending our Love!

I enjoyed a relaxed birthday celebration here exploring the town in the morning and sitting by the pool in the afternoon.  Diane, onboard the Boatel, gave me a lovely, handmade sea glass necklace.  It is amazing how new friends make your birthday special when you are away from home.  A severe storm kept us from visiting the surrounding area that evening but it eventually abated and we got away to savor a tasty dinner and unique ambiance at the White Dog Bistro in Matthews.  Thanks everyone for the birthday and mothers day well wishes.  We will return to Deltaville in two weeks to put the Namaste to bed for the summer but more on that later, first on to DC.

Memorably quiet birthday with the love of my life!  We never run out of things to talk about.

The mouth of the Potomac (off the Chesapeake) is wide and one of those places where an opposing wind and current can make for a rough ride through the entrance.  We had no such thing.  Our two and a half-day run up the Potomac was absolutely spectacular for weather and scenery.  We anchored out the first night in the Little Machodoc River off Ragged Pointe.  The weather was perfect, even though I couldn’t get the various weather resources to agree on a remotely similar forecast.  The second night we stopped at the Belmont Bay Harbor Marina on the Occoquan River.  Not much here and it was 90 degrees so we just turned on the a/c and collapsed.

 

Sunset at anchor on the Potomac

On our final leg into DC we hoped to stop at Mt. Vernon where a free dock allows boaters to tie up while you enjoy the historic venue.  Unfortunately for us a barge was already there, two tour boats were unloading passengers and the weather was turning cloudy/rainy so we opted to save the stop for our way back down the Potomac.  From here the sights of the National Harbor, Alexandria and finally Washington were welcoming.

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Mt. Vernon from the water

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Old Town Alexandria from the water

As we entered the Washington Channel, a mile-long dredged cut along the newly renovated DC waterfront, we called the Gangplank Marina for directions and assistance.  As the most expensive marina of the season thus far ($3/ft/night), we were expecting amenities which were not to be.  The dockhand attempted to help both us and another boat arriving at the same time.  Although Eric is a really nice kid, he gave us incorrect and then incomplete directions followed by no clue as to how to manage lines in a cross wind.  Both the Namaste and Ole Girl were eventually secured to what are new floating docks but there is no WiFi, no laundry, two showers located in a movable trailer, and a very long walk to anything resembling dirt/grass for Sammy.  The offset is that we are a short walk to the monuments, the Mall, and the Metro.

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Revitalized DC waterfront.  Gangplank marina is just to the left of the picture.  Yellow boats are the water taxis that buzz the harbor day and night!

We have been here seven days and have walked a total of 85,000 steps or about 35 miles, and minus the foot blisters, have loved every minute.  The DC Warf waterfront is far from complete but workers are everywhere trying to get things ready for summer.  Currently there are many nice restaurants, shops, a theater, and even a CVS where you catch the free SW neighborhood shuttle to the Mall.  From there the metro is available to go anywhere in the city.  However, we found that the 1 mile walk to the Mall was often easier at least until the rain began.

Day one: We decided to take Sammy and walked the length of the Mall.  Highlights included coming upon a national Police Drum and Bugle Core competition and, along with thousands of our fellow citizens, soaking in the ambiance of our nation’s capital on a business day. While Sammy really needed the walk, we were unable to take her inside any buildings and the afternoon turned blistering hot so we all hiked back to the Namaste and the a/c just before one heck of a storm!  One thing I wish to comment upon is the more than pleasant nature of all security and guide people around the city.  Everyone was more than happy to chat.

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The castle:  Smithsonian Welcome and Information Center

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Look – whose skate???  Exhibits in the Castle are selected from popular exhibits throughout the entire Smithsonian. 

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Several evenings in a row we experienced these sever storms.  We are the blue dot, just waiting for things to begin!

Day two:  The weather continued to be beautiful so we decided on another day of walking, this time to the monuments but sans Sammy.  The Jefferson Monument surrounded by famous cherry trees was less than a mile from the boat. I truly cannot imagine the beauty when in bloom the end of April.  Moving on we saw the Lincoln, MLK, and FDR (my personal fav) memorials –  which I have seen before but remain awe inspiring!

Ultimately, we landed at the Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts which is a living memorial to JFK.  This was surely a highlight of our visit to DC.  Nancy, a volunteer friend of the center, took just the two of us on a free 1.5 hour tour including all but one of the theaters, the presidential boxes, the lounges and an explanation of the gifts of 60 different countries who honored his memory.  There are State and a National Halls with flags flying!  Jim’s sister Erin performed here for two years before moving to California.

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Main lobby of the JFK Center for the Performing Arts.  Entrances to the Opera and Orchestra Halls are off this lobby along with the two millennial stages at either end where a wide variety of free performances are held each evening at 6 pm, seven days a week!  There are three additional theater venues within the building

 

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Orchestra Hall

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One of the many lounges (sponsored by Russia I believe) used for a variety of purposes including available for rental to the public.  I can just imagine hosting a field instructor training here!

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Presidential box of the Opera Theater, rally quite simple.  (Not frequented by our current president I was told in response to my question.)  

 

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Me standing under the skirt of a fashion designer as part of the Cuban Exhibit.  The black strips are actually long plastic ties.

Day Three:  We woke to cloudy skies and drizzle.  What to do?  Well, we hiked back to the Mall to take in some of the venues we had not seen in past visits.  This included the Capital Building where we ended up spending our entire day.  After a rather perfunctory but still impressive and efficient mass tour we passed a desk labeled Senate Tours.  Since we hadn’t contacted ahead for tickets we were directed across the street to the Hart Building and Debbie Stabenow’s, (LMSW and grad of MSU) office.  Debbie was there but “in a meeting”.  Otherwise I am certain she would have greeted us.  The impressive suite of offices and friendly receptionist sufficed and we got our tickets to the Senate gallery and passed through three security stations just in time to view the net neutrality debate and vote.  No kidding, we saw all 100 senators (except of course John McCain) including Bernie who was first to vote and Elizabeth Warren who stood just a few feet away.  The resolution passed which is supported by 86% of the population.  Now on to the House where it is apparently less popular.  Keep your fingers crossed!

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One of the many pictures hanging in Debbie’s Office – yes, 16 out of 100 and no women of color!  Other photos included Holland Tulips and the Mackinaw Bridge.

Day Four:  Raining again and our toes were squealing so we decided to take the day off.  Sammy was happy for our company and we enjoyed a quiet day on the boat – reading, writing, and napping! There are a few other Looper boats here but today we met Low Profile, shared happy hour and found we had much in common.  Great, fun people!

Day Five:  RAINING again!  Had a long lunch with our new friends Debbie and Tim and then went back to their boat for more conversation.  We had tickets for “Capitol Steps” at a theater in the Ronald Reagan Bldg. that evening. This group has been performing political satire for more than 30 years and was mostly funny, if at moments I found it hard to laugh.

Day Six:  RAINING AGAIN!  We had hoped to take the water taxi to Georgetown today but because of the quantity of rain (someone said 15”) the river level was high and the taxi/boat couldn’t get under the bridges.  Thus, we headed back to the Mall and toured the Hirshorn Museum of Modern Art.

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Sculpture garden behind the Hirshorn Museum – see the rain?

and the Museum of the American Indian, neither of which we had seen before and neither disappointed.  We rounded out the day saying good-by to folks and planning our exit from DC, heading back down the Potomac to Deltaville.

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Museum of the American Indian.  A beautifully done educational tribute!  Patty, thanks for your professional devotion.

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DC Fish Market next door to our marina and something unchanged for decades on the waterfront.

Sammy Sayz:  Hi everyone, having a great time here.  I specially like the calm days when I can wander the boat and help Captain Jim on the helm.

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Hey, what’s to eat down here.  Got treats???

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Hey, I need a good book?  Any recommendations?  Jo Ann is reading Mitchner’s Chesapeake and won’t share!

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I’m good at watching for crab pots!!

Even though we have each been to DC more than a dozen times and it is a side-trip on the Loop, we are so glad that we made the effort and took the time!  Imagine, two kids from Livonia sailing their own boat into Washington DC!

Good Boat Name of the Day:  Living Water

Bad Boat Name of the Day:  Wasted Sea-Men (really?)

Quote of the Day:  “Everything will be OK in the end.  If it is not OK, then it is not the end.” – unknown

Happy Belated birthday to: Donna and Theresa

Happy Birthday to: Kathy (on Carisma with whom we are celebrating with dinner tonight in Colonial Beach)

 

Norfolk (Naw-fuk) – Mile “0” on the ICW

April 24-May 9

April 24 – Stay-over in Oriental, River Dunes Marina (storms)

April 25 – Oriental, River Dunes Marina to Pungo River Anchorage (49 miles)

April 26 – Pungo River Anchorage to Alligator River Marina (44 miles)

April 27 – Alligator River Marina to Virginia Beach, Centerville Marina (69 miles)

April 28 – Centerville Marina to Norfolk (13 miles)

April 29-May7 – Waterside Marina, Norfolk

Miles traveled this blog entry: 175 miles

Total miles traveled:  4651

Review of states explored so far (13):  Michigan, Illinois, Indiana, Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, Mississippi, Alabama, Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, and now Virginia.

When we finally cast off the lines in Oriental, NC the Namaste and Melody in Sea headed for an anchorage in the Pungo River where, after Dan got his anchor to hold, we shared dinner and a quiet evening.

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Where can we go ashore?

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One of many lovely dinners together.

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Namaste enjoying the sunset

Since Melody is faster, we left early the following morning heading up a narrow cut directly into the blinding but beautiful sun.  They eventually passed us in a wide spot but we both ended up waiting for the Alligator River Bridge whose schedule was in disarray due to construction.

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Early am: Melody resting on the Pungo River

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Heading up the cut toward Albemarle Sound.

Somewhere along the river we saw a small, flat bottom fishing boat with four young men frantically working.  We finally surmised that they were cat-fish fishing.  They had stuck long sticks/branches into the mud along the banks and attached string with some form of bait – a most crude fishing pole punched into the bottom of the river.  What we witnessed was these guys racing up and down a long stretch of river checking their lines, unhooking the fish, throwing them into the bottom of the boat and rebating the hook.  A cat-fish version of crabbing?   Another day we saw a turtle straddling a floating log in the middle of the channel.  No pictures of either the fisherman or the turtle but vivid visual memories remain.

Since it was early, our plan had been to cross the Abemarle Sound that afternoon.  However, as we waited for the Alligator River bridge to open, the wind picked up and clouds rolled in giving us pause about the crossing which can be nasty with the easterly winds we were experiencing.  In fact, Ron and Vicki reported that they had the worst seas of their entire Loop in the Abemarle Sound.  Instead we decided to make a sharp left and enter the Alligator River Marina, basically a Shell gas station and convenience store under new management and delighted to have us.  Eventually about 7 mostly “new to us” Looping boats arrived and the party began.

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Alligator River Marina.  Contentment in the background, home-port Frankfort MI – Sammy Sayz, do I really have to stay?

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Sammy and Mac – Let us run, let us run, let us run!

The following morning the weather looked iffy but the wind was light and from the south so perfect for a smooth crossing.  We buddied with Ann, onboard the Nautical Gypsy who is single handing her Albin 36 on the Loop as a traveling nurse & social worker stopping to practice along the way.  Her next job is in Albany, NY.  She is one amazing woman!!!

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Sunrise over the Alligator River marina

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Look, land onthe other side!  A perfect crossing for the Namaste and group.

During the Abemarle Sound crossing each boat must decide whether to take the Dismal Swamp route (neither dismal nor a swamp) or the Virginia Cut.  Both are different experiences but end up just south of Norfolk.  Due to timing of a lock and bridge we decided to take the Cut resulting in even worse timing.  We waited for almost an hour for the North Landing bridge only to find out that we now had to wait two hours for the Centerville Turnpike Bridge (I sure didn’t see any Turnpike).  Anyway, most bridges open on the hour to keep it simple but some don’t open at all between 6:30-8:30 am or 4-6 pm due to rush hour traffic in their locations. Because we waited for almost an hour for bridge #1 we arrived at bridge #2 around 4:05 and no they won’t wait, no there were no anchorages, no we had no marina reservation and yes, everything around was full!  This may represent one of our worst planning days ever!  Captain Jim eventually convinced the Centerville Marina just the other side of the bridge to let us tie up at their face-dock after they had closed up and gone home.  The lady got a pound of Biggby Coffee the next morning for her hospitality and we got tied up for the night.  It turned out to be a 69 mile day that took us almost 12 hours!  We also didn’t nourish or hydrate properly so irritability was a nasty factor.  You can perhaps imagine but all’s well that ends well!

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The Centerville Bridge leading to Virginia Beach.  Jim and I almost moved here for Jim’s job with Volvo in 1974.  So glad in so many ways. . .

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A happy sight, the Centerville face-dock

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Reflections of the Centerville Turnpike Bridge

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A passing barge at dusk.

The following morning with only 13 miles to Norfolk we had yet another bridge and lock to conquer – the Great Bridge bridge and the Great Bridge lock.   Approaching the bridge early we were 6th of 7 in line jockeying for position with docks on either side of the river at the base of the bridge. Just then two go-fast Sabres (read expensive boats) came roaring up as boats #8 and 9.   Within 30 seconds a guy came on the VHF radio to ask that since he and his friend were the fastest boats, could they just go on ahead and be first under the bridge and into the lock.  After a long silence a southern, slow, male drawl came over the airwaves, “Well, we just may not all fit in that lock this lift so ya’ll had best just stay in position.”  The radio went silent and they stayed put until one tried to pass us before exiting the lock. Captain Jim deliberately edged slowly over to the middle of the channel until all 7 of us were safely on our way.  You have to wonder if some people ever went to kindergarten?

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Marking time, waiting for the Great Bridge bridge to open.

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Scary picture but actually a fire rescue training site.

The final 13 miles into Norfolk was full of tall bridges that didn’t need to lift, tugs pushing barges as well as all manner of navy vessels which are huge and intimidating.  The rule is that you cannot come within 100 yards of a docked government ship but then my question is, who would want to?

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Aircraft carrier, up close and personal but see the lines, she is stationary!

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Tugs moving a troop carrier into dry dock just off our marina

We were one of the first of fifty or so boats to arrive at the Waterside Marina on Norfolk’s brand new waterfront near the Sheraton where our Looper Rendezvous would be held.  We excitedly and with great relief celebrated meeting our goal of an April 28th arrival, for which we had made reservations last December.  By Sunday all the boats were shoe-horned into their slips and along the walls with not an inch to spare.  In the end we were all pretty amazed that nobody hit anyone else on their way in or out but with heavy winds and very tight spaces folks came way too close more than once.  We added four more fenders after this picture was taken!

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The Namaste front and Center at Waterside.  Note the sound stage right behind our aft deck!

The bow of the Namaste tucked right up to Phanthom

The AGLCA (America’s Great Loop Cruisers Association, lest anyone forget) Spring Rendezvous is the semi-annual event held for Loopers who have completed, are in progress, or who are planning their Loop.  There were more than 300 people attending from all over the world, Australia being the furthest away.  Workshops, seminars, and informational meetings on everything from routes to engine maintenance to staying in shape; good food and drink; boat crawls and pub crawls; treasure hunts and a Loop trade show were all part of what felt somewhat like a professional conference but in casual clothes with fascinating stories and easy laughter.  My favorite was a presentation on reading the NOAA weather.  In my next life I am going to be a meteorologist!

A word about the Looper crawls.  One particular highlight was that each afternoon some captains opened their boats for the rest of us to “crawl” upon.  Getting to see other boats is always interesting but add snacks and wine = perfection.  We decided to open the Namaste to inspection and had perhaps 100 people onboard, 4-6 at a time.  The Albin 36 is a popular Looper boat and there are very few available so we enjoyed lots of interest and compliments.  No, she is not for sale!

The Namaste all prettied up and ready for the Looper Crawl

Jim and I came in second for the longest married couple in attendance which I translated into we were the youngest married couple in attendance.  A shout out to Kim Russo, director of the AGLCA who did a fabulous job of planning, executing and keeping everyone happy – one can only imagine!  We missed the Joe Wheeler Fall Rendezvous 2015 in Tennessee so are happy that we took-in this full Rendezvous experience.

After the last party ended, we created a complex yet workable plan with Dan and Jenny Lynn to retrieve our cars from Savannah and Brunswick Georgia, about 550 miles south.  We obtained an Enterprise rental car and all four of us drove to Savannah, dropped them off at their car, drove to Brunswick and picked up the Tiguan.   Jim drove the rental car and I my car back to Norfolk the following day.  The day after that we traveled to Deltaville to drop off the cars where we will haul out our boats for the summer and then all came back to Norfolk in the rental car.  A total of about 1250 miles!  Thinking we won’t have a car with us next year.

We also took the public transit ferryboat to Portsmouth one evening to see “Avengers” at the Commodore Theater – a mixed experience.  The theater was built in 1945 and is refurbished in art deco /cabaret style – the highlight of the evening.  We sat at tables with old fashioned office phones to place our food and beverage orders.  The food was OK, the service good and the ambiance spectacular!  I shall not comment on the “Avengers” as a movie!  Today we went to the Chrysler Art Museum and then to the Freemason Abbey for a pre-birthday, birthday dinner with Clark and Ev of Sunset Delight.

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Reminds me of the Penn Theater in Plymouth, MI

 

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What a wonderful way to see a movie!

 

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Rainy Day at the Chrysler Museum of Art

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Pre-birthday birthday dinner with Ev and Clark

Sammy says:  it was fun to be with Mac but sitting in the car for three days was b-o-r-i-n-g!  I like boat travel better as I can smell the smells, run around on the fly bridge and bark at anything I wish.  They give me lots of treats too!

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We’re so done with this!

Now it is time to move on.  We are provisioned, the laundry is done (a story for another time but due to a comedy of errors I got $10 worth of machine use for free), and the boat maintenance is finished. We plan to leave tomorrow.

Good Boat Name of the Day: Nellie May, named after the Captain Tim’s grandmother (love it)

Bad Boat Name of the Day:  Chaos

Quote of the Day:  “You are the books you read, the movies you watch, the music you listen to, the people you spend time with, the conversations you engage in.  Choose wisely what you feed your mind.”  -unknown

Happy Belated birthday to: Georgie, Beverly, Melissa,

Happy Birthday to: Bastian, Missy, Donna and Theresa

Congrats to: Bastian, Christine, and Lisa!!!!

 

Following Spring up the Carolina Coasts

April 15-22

April 15 – Stay in Osprey Marina

April 16 – Osprey Marina to Myrtle Beach Yacht Club (29 miles)

April 17 – Myrtle Beach Yacht Club to Southport – Cape Fear (36 miles)

April 18-19 Stay in Southport

April 20 – Southport to Harbor Village Marina (Wilmington, NC) (42 miles)

April 21 – Harbor Village Marina to Beaufort, NC (63 miles)

April 22 – Beaufort, NC to Oriental NC and River Dunes Marina (36 miles)

April 23 – Stay in Oriental, River Dunes Marina (rain and wind)

Miles traveled this blog entry:  206

Total Miles Traveled:  4476

After a hair-raising docking at the crowded fuel dock and even tighter slip, we stayed two lovely days in the Osprey Marina, the entrance marked by an real Osprey nest high in a huge tree.  It was the first rural stop in a while and we welcomed the peace and quiet.  Our slip was literally across the fairway (20 yards) from a forest, much like any in Michigan.  The trees are now pines and hardwoods, the forest floor has a variety of spring wildflowers and the cacophony of peepers, and birds look and sound much like Michigan but most fun were the turtles that came right up to the boat whenever we were on deck.  I fought the urge to feed them with Sammy giving me the meanie look.  We took some long walks, did laundry, enjoyed the people (Horizons and Best Day Ever) and great wifi.  The dock hands here were smart and strong as we needed their expertise and muscle on the lines to get us out and on our way again even with little wind or current.

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An osprey and her nest announcing the channel into Osprey Marina

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More like Michigan every day!

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Hello Mr. Turtle

It was a short stay at the Myrtle Beach Yacht Club where we simply docked, took Uber to provision at Publix and were off again the following morning.  It was a nice and friendly place where we would have stayed longer but our itinerary dictates that we keep moving to make the Looper Rendezvous in Norfolk by the end of the month.

Myrtle Beach Yacht Club

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Very low tide.  We brought a boat cart full of groceries down this ramp.

The days have been chilly to downright cold when the wind is blowing out on the water.  I keep  layering clothes until we reach our destination and usually have a blanket or two on the bridge for the gusty, open stretches of water.  It is always 15-20 degrees warmer once in the protection of a marina.   I think we will wait in Norfolk for summer to catch up!!

Thirty-six miles later, Southport was our next stop.  Not only was it a top marina just prior to Cape Fear (more about that in a minute) but a great little town.  As special treats, the first evening we were greeted by Kathy and Jack, a great couple who are friends of Pat and Heather and for whom Kathy was Lexi and Ashleigh’s Mrs. Heffelbower many years ago.  Ash still visits her every summer.  We had drinks on the boat and then dinner at Oliver’s, on the water, ending with the promise to meet again next year on our way through.  The next two evenings we attended an ICW briefing by Hank Pomeranz and received perhaps some of the most important navigation and weather information of the Loop thus far.  Hank is a meteorologist and sailor who through support of the marina presents every single evening for 60-90 minutes during Spring and Fall when Loopers are passing through.  His handouts and websites would get us safely through the next 250 miles.  Next best in Southport were the long walks, flowers, and sunsets!

Wildflowers on the forest floor

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Spring Azaleas blooming for the past 1000 miles.

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Roses in high season alongside the Azaleas!

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Next to a real summer garden

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Thank you Hank –  what a guy!

We set out early to cross Cape Fear, an inlet to the Atlantic, just outside of the marina and where the wind almost always blows.  Now the name truly exaggerates the actuality, but historically, ships have wrecked here and thus it is a point of caution and concern, very near Cape Hatteras.  Specifically, when the current (flood or ebb) is at its maximum, you can be carried up to 6 miles per hour without the engine (not recommended) and if the wind happens to be blowing hard in the opposite direction of the current, the waves increase such that the experience resembles white water rafting.  Our experience was slightly uncomfortable but far short of any real concern.  The good news is that it only lasted for about an hour and we were safely in a more controlled river.

On to Harbor Village Marina.  Now, there isn’t much to say here except it is a nice (read expensive) marina where the dockmaster and I were not on the same page as to the directions for entering his marina.  Apparently, I was to call at red bouy such and such to report our arrival and to receive directions.  Well, I never received that instruction, we were tired and challenged by a difficult day and annoyed by his denials,  and we sat outside his entrance while several other boats were docked.  We had a continuing little “conversation” about this throughout the docking process and I am embarrassed to report that neither of us could let it go until Captain Jim gave me one of his gentle eye rolls.  Additionally, there was nothing nearby and the facilities (restrooms/showers/laundry) were 3/8 of a mile each way around the basin.  The good news was that an Albin 36, Liquid Therapy, and looking just like us, was in the next slip.  We had great conversations comparing our boats, their issues, interior decor, and future plans.

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At least 8 boats waiting for the bridge to go up.

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Santa happily riding the Loop on Kara Mia

 

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Liquid Therapy

Camp Lejeune is a military training center that is bisected by the ICW.  No kidding, they shoot at one another across the water.  Above are examples of the cement tank targets that do give it a “real” feel.  The procedure is to call ahead to make certain that there is no live-fire scheduled that day.  As an extra precaution, they have lift bridges on either end of their territory to prevent stray Loopers from wandering into big trouble.  Patrol boats and helicopters are everywhere.

All of these quaint towns remind us somewhat of those along the shores of Lake Michigan.  Beaufort, in particular, reminded me of pulling into the harbor on Mackinaw Island.  We shared dinner with friends and their delightful adult children and, as a small world story, a couple from Frankfort, MI whose sister we met in the Frankfort marina three years ago as we departed on our Loop!  Long story about how we put all that together!

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Picture of a picture but you get the idea of this harbor.

It has been a travel slog up the coast of North Carolina and again, we must keep moving to reach Norfolk by the end of the month.  Our final day of this blog entry was traveling the 36 miles from Beaufort to Oriental, NC.  It was a beautiful Sunday morning and easy going most of the way until we reached the Bogue Sound.  Again, this is an opening/inlet to the Atlantic and can get very rough with easterly winds which is what was happening.  Fortunately the winds weren’t high and Jim figured how to keep the bow into the wind most of the time for a reasonably comfortable crossing.  Delightfully, we arrived into one of our most favorite marinas yet. River Dunes in Oriental, NC.  This place has history for us in that Jim took his captains course here some 10 years ago and has wanted to return.  Here we are!  The facility is five-star and the tiny town has the best women’s store yet, Marsha’s Cottage.  Perhaps I was in the mood for some new clothes or perhaps the buyer has boaters in mind, let’s just say I went on a spree while Jim bought paper charts for the Chesapeake!  I spent two hours in the hot tub, we have celebrated Elizabeth and Louise’s birthdays two evenings in a row over dock-tales and dinner along with Melody in Sea, Contentment, Total Eclipse, Ned Pepper, Nine Lives, Island Girl, Reflection, and Xtasea, .  Today, raining and blowing all day long, we are enjoying two days to catch-up with ourselves in this lovely place.

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River Dunes Marina – A place to return

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Spent one morning here all by myself! 

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Loopers celebrating a birthday.  One of these couples we hadn’t seen since Banana Bay, Marathon in 2016

 

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All birthdays are made special when you are away from home. 

Sammy Sayz:  All good here but I just don’t get how occasionally the floor, or sofa, or bed move under me in unanticipated directions. It makes me jump.  When I look around, nobody is there so I need to figure this out. Got any ideas?   Also, my friend Mac is docked right next door and there is plenty of room nearby to run and be crazy.  The other day somebody pooped on the dock, can you believe it?

Boat Name of the Day:  Ned Pepper – An interesting name to be sure but when asked the naming story, Tammy related the saga of being Canadian where you cannot register more than one boat under a name.  They tried in vain four or five times to send in their registration paperwork waiting up to two months for the response that their selected name had already been taken.  Mike, watching the John Wayne movie True Grit, decided that the character, Ned Pepper struck him as being their perfect boat name.  Guess what, it quickly went through the Canadian registration system just before their departure on the Loop!

Boat Name of the Day:  Troubled Pirates (don’t know the story here but one has to wonder.  . .)

Quote of the Day:  “Thank you everybody for a successful shake-down cruise.  We validated the structure (bolt joint), the buoyancy calcs (free board), and the stability (tumble-home hull).  The boat glides true.  I am relieved and everyone was wearing a smile.”   Thank you Shawn McFall

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Shawn’s masterpiece Voyager Canoe created for Camp Lookout 2018

Happy Belated birthday to:  Jackie, Mark, Norma

Happy Birthday to:  Beverly

Rest in Peace:  Barbara Bush

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ashleigh Spring Breaking in Charleston and Traveling the Low Country

April 5-14, 2018

April 5-9 – Charleston Harbor Marina – Ashleigh visits

April 10 – Charleston Harbor Marina – No Travel

April 11 – Charleston to Georgetown, SC (65 miles)

April 12-13 – Harborwalk Marina, Georgetown – No travel

April 14 – Harborwalk Marina, Georgetown to Osprey Marina near Myrtle Beach (33 miles)

Miles traveled this blog entry:  (98)

Total Miles Traveled: 4271

 

Ashleigh (16) arrived on Thursday evening to spend the last of her spring break with us in Charleston – we couldn’t have been more honored.  We Ubered to the airport in more than plenty of time to gather our wonderful granddaughter who had driven her Grandma Ollie and herself to the Detroit airport, parked the car, checked in, changed planes in Charlotte and arrived to us full of smiles.  Back to the boat, Ash got settled in the v-berth and forward head. We were tired so all went to sleep early but not before what was to be a quick dinner in the Reel Bar.  Well, this turned out to be a ghastly restaurant/meal experience.  All orders were wrong, it took two hours to get our food and it was so noisy that we gave up talking.  Turns out an already “happy” wedding party entered the bar just as we placed our order and the two bartenders could not keep up with the party drink needs much less deliver our food.   Without even a verbal complaint and well received by us, the manic waiter waived our bill.

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The v-berth all ready for Ashleigh

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A memorable arrival dinner

We decided to spend our first day at the resort pool as this was to be our best weather of the weekend – 75 and sunny.  We relaxed as we talked about school, hockey, skiing, shared past vacations, and Wednesday evenings gone by; read; and walked the nearby beach looking for crabs and finding washed-up jellyfish.

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Ahhhhh, this is what I needed!

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Finding crabs

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Jelly Fish

As promised we woke up to a cloudy Saturday and since the rain forecast was delayed until mid-afternoon, we took a nearby water-taxi the half mile across the Harbor to the Charleston Aquarium – a splendid display of the saltwater wildlife of South Carolina.  Between beach exploration the day before and this aquarium, we truly came to understand Ashleigh’s young adult expertise and childhood passion for all animals – today it happened to be fish, fowl, and reptiles.  Her dream is to be a vet for unusual/exotic animals and she is well on her way to making that happen.  We then lunched at the East Bay Deli, the best deli in Charleston before taking a wet water-taxi ride back to the marina and an even wetter walk down the long docks to the Namaste.  I cannot remember the last time I was drenched to the bone!  Thanks to Jenny Lynn and Dan for the invitation to late afternoon snacks which turned out to be our dinner.

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Water Taxi Ride to downtown Charleston

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Ash in heaven

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An idea of the size of the marina and the length of the docks with the military ships in view

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Ebb but not yet low tide on a floating dock – it gets steeper 

Sunday was sunny but cold and windy so we took the hotel shuttle into downtown Charleston where we shopped the market and watched the Gullah ladies making seagrass baskets (see below).  We lingered over the masks, metal figurines and jewelry before setting out on a long walk through the old homes, churches and shops of the South of Broad Neighborhood (the Pat Conroy book of the same name is highly recommended) and then along the South and East Batteries of this charming city.  Ultimately, we lunched at a lovely little café in the French Quarter, hopped back on the shuttle and luxuriated in the hotel hot tub the rest of the afternoon.

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But you said you would bring Sammy. . .

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Grandpa and Granddaughter in deep conversation

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Yay for hot tubs!

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Sunset over Charleston

Monday arrived too quickly and it was time for Ash to head back to the airport and home.  We enjoyed a breakfast buffet at the resort Fish House, grabbed an Uber, watched her navigate the airport and that fast, she was gone.  It has been quiet and a bit lonely for us all including Sammy who relished in Ash’s loving attention.

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Cannot travel when you’re hungry!

 

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. . .and that fast she is gone!

Jim and I spent the rainy afternoon touring the World War II aircraft carrier, destroyer and submarine on display at the end of our dock and in which Ash had politely and respectfully declined any interest (good choice).  We enjoyed seeing a real Corsair airplane upon which Jim’s dad had been a mechanic when he served on one of these enormous carriers but the experience was overwhelming and the ambience added to our overall sadness of Ashleigh’s departure. For the first time on this leg of our Loop we admitted to one another that it would be nice to be at home today but also knowing that tomorrow will be another day!

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Aircraft Carrier Yorktown from our fly bridge.

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Carrier and Destroyer.  3,500 men on one, 350 on the other! 

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Corsair that Jim’s Dad worked on during WWII

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We had hoped to tour Charleston again but the weather was still yucky.  Instead we were happy to provision at a local Trader Joe’s and less than excited to suffer through laundry at the outdoor machines before our departure early the following morning.  Charleston is on our “return to” list!

On our way again, we buddy boated with Melody in Sea to Georgetown.  It turned into a day of skinny water and hyper-vigilance but no groundings, even though we saw under 5’ of depth a couple of times.  The sailboat Namaste would surely have struggled here.  Georgetown had come highly recommended and it more than lived up to its reputation.  With a 2 mile walk each way, Sammy got a groom.  A terrible haircut she thinks but neat, clean and smells good.  I also decided to do something with my now straight, too long and oily hair.  I will let the pictures tell the story but it does feel good to wash and go for now.  The people, museums, shops and restaurants were first class in this lovely community.

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Most unusual bridge yet.  Built on pontoons it is moved into place by boats whenever transport is needed across the AICW here.

 

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Cha Cha crosses her wake and we all celebrate!

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Visiting one of the lovely homes of Georgetown, SC.  Great story and tour!  The local high school was celebrating prom so the students and families gathered here for pictures.  Amazing kids and clothes!

 

Outside of Charleston our auto-helm decided not to hold course.  This isn’t a major issue but being on the helm can be tiring without it’s help.  After Jim and Dan tried everything they knew including moving the electronics bag away from the auto-helm’s compass, Jim called Raymarine and spoke with a guy in China (his new best friend, Lee) for over an hour until they successfully reprogrammed the settings. Today it worked like a charm – a one degree variance!  YAY!

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Gotta love the Auto-Helm!!

Right now we am sitting in the Osprey Marina, just outside of Myrtle Beach.  It was a tight squeeze to get in here and will be even tighter getting out but the spot is protected all around from what may be heavy storms.  For the first time we are in an area with pines and hardwoods, no natural palms in the woods here but an orchestra of bird and peeper sounds with the biggest bee and wasps I have ever seen.  Spring flowers are popping in South Carolina.  We will stay for a couple of days because the slip fees are the best we have found – $1.00 per foot per night and the fuel is only $2.56 per gallon.  We haven’t seen these slip charges since 2008 in the Great Lakes!

Let me digress for a moment to tell you a little about the Gullah Culture created in the low-country of Georgia and South Carolina where we have spent the past two weeks.  People were shipped from Africa, mainly Sierra Leone, West Africa, to be traded along this coast as slaves.  During the hay day of the South the slaves developed a creole language and a culture rich in African influences that makes it and them distinctive among African Americans of today.  Most importantly, although they did not receive any credit, they brought with them knowledge of how to make a valuable Indigo dye and how to cultivate rice in saltwater, both of which were the mainstays of the affluent southern economy until after the civil war.  Because they experienced relative segregation and isolation living and working on rural plantations out on the coastal islands, they created and preserved their culture known as Gullah and their language known as Creole.  The culture and these slaves have been of particular interest to me since Mike spent a year in Sierra Leone in 1989 and one of his mentors/friends, Joe Opala, has written extensively on the Gullah culture which he connects back to Sierra Leone.  As with any slave culture, their history contains a sad and oppressive but proud element.  Even Wikipedia today does not mention the important economic contributions they brought to the area.  There is so much not written into our history books!  It is reported that both Michelle Obama and Clarence Thomas are of Gullah descent.

Sammy Sayz:  I got an ugly haircut from a nice lady but it is getting hot and there are no mirrors so I am good.  Mac and I had a good time together for the last week or so and I will miss him until we are together again in Norfolk.  However I have the Pelicans, Ospreys, Sea Gulls, and Terns and now there are turtles everywhere with whom to make friends.  Always so much to do when not napping!

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Jenny Lynn promising treats for good doggies

Boat Name of the Day:  Follow Me (A boat we have seen several times but have never met the people.  Seems we are following them!)

Bad Boat Name of the Day:  Runnin Amok

Quote of the Day:  “Many people don’t know this, but it’s possible to read something you don’t agree with on the internet and simply move on with your life.” -@TheMichaelRock

Happy Belated birthday to:  Lisa and Andrea

Happy Birthday to:  Emily and Jenny

Rest in Peace:  Esther and  Dad (I cannot believe it has been 17 years today – I so wish you were here doing the Loop with us.  I wouldn’t be doing it without your love of me and of boating.)