Life Four Point Zero

Last Friday, we left Georgetown on the eastern shore of the Chesapeake with a simple objective in mind — find a harbor with some excitement. The cruising guide had promised great things about Georgetown and had even forewarned us that we might encounter a “wall of boats” heading over from the more populated Baltimore and Annapolis regions. We quickly learned that you need to put on your ‘seasonality adjustment’ lens when reading the guide. What might be a wild and crazy location in July is as tame as a kitten in October. Sometimes too tame! And after spending the whole day holed up down below in the cabin in anticipation of gale force winds which never came, we were anxious to get out and see and do. So, we set sail for the western shore with Baltimore in mind, a 35 mile journey. We were finally able to show my Dad some real sailing with a beautiful 15-20 breeze out of the north that allowed us to sail on a broad reach or wing-and-wing downwind the entire day. Like the Delaware Bay, this part of the northern Chesapeake is shallow in many spots and they have designated a narrow shipping channel for freighters, tugs and the like to use. We had to keep very alert as our downwind destination forced us to criss cross the channel repeatedly. Zack stepped in and helped us out for part of the sailing, under the watchful eye of Grampa!

The entrance to Baltimore was by no means planned by the office of tourism. The shores are lined with heavy industrial activities with odd looking plumes of smoke exciting the factories and many freight terminals and container cranes. History is never far away though. After passing under the Francis Scott Key bridge, we saw in the distance a red and white stripped buoy with white stars on a blue background at the bottom. I thought it was something left over from a July 4th celebration this summer, but days later I read that this was dubbed the “star spangled buoy” and was the approximate site where Francis Scott Key got the inspiration for our national anthem while he stood imprisoned on a barge and looked across the bay to Fort McHenry to see our flag flagging. It is a little hard to see in this photo.

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To counteract the many photos from last week, I’m including very few this week. We covered a far amount of ground, but for some reason we didn’t record the events through the camera!

With my Dad aboard and a night’s rest at a slip at the Utsch’s Marina (a spot I can highly recommend) in Cape May, we embarked on our journey up the Delaware Bay on Monday. If you’ve ever looked at the Delaware Bay on a map, you’ll think that this would be a cake walk with the immense breadth of the bay and the likely anchorages along the way. The reality is that neither exist. It is best to make the 55 mile run up the Bay to the Chesapeake and Delaware (C&D) canal in one day. There’s a very skinny channel that runs up the Bay that oceangoing ships and tugs with barges use as they head to and from Philadelphia and Wilmington. Continue reading “Trying to be at peace with the Toolbox Ep. 21”

I’m giving you all notice up front… this edition is going to be heavy on the photographs! We’ve seen so much this past week, I’m having a hard time figuring out which of the many pictures make the cut, so consider yourself warned!

We had just arrived in New York City at the end of last week’s update. What a great city the Big Apple is!! Karen had been there once before at a younger age, and I had lived outside the City for awhile, but this visit was special and unusual and altogether tantalizing! I think we were starved for eye candy, after leaving Mystic a week previously. We hadn’t seen much in the way of people and buildings as we made our way west through Long Island Sound. That was about to change!

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