This is part three in a series. If you have not read part one and part two, you might want to check those out before reading this one.
The next morning we awoke at 6am, made our morning caffeinated drinks, and re-checked the weather. It looked like we were good to go with 10-20 from the southwest for the day and some lighter, more variable winds overnight and into the following day. We quickly decided to depart for Block, and, by 6:30, we had the anchor up. A half hour later, we were out the Cape May inlet and putting the sails up. With a single reef in the main and most of the genoa unfurled, we were making over six knots.
This is the second post on our trip north from Rock Hall, Maryland, to Newport, Rhode Island, in early May 2017. You can read the first installment here.
We awoke in the morning at about 6:30 and were both instantly checking the weather. The forecast still looked good – 15-20 knots out of the SW with gusts to 25 – so we decided to go. The Minnesota boat – a forty-something sloop with a family of four aboard – had already left. And 2 Outrageous and Dagney were stirring as we hauled anchor and negotiated the entrance to the Chesapeake City basin, which was fairly easy as it was near high tide.
I picked up Kerry in Annapolis on May first. At the time, I was still anxious about both having Kerry aboard and departing. Despite all the work I had done on the boat, there were still quite a few jobs – almost none of which were really necessary for the trip – that were yet undone. But more importantly, the boat was still unclean and disheveled with tools everywhere. Moreover, the sails were not on and I had a few last minute errands still remaining. Given all that, I needlessly worried that Kerry would be disappointed or frustrated that I was not ready to leave. Of course, Kerry was very understanding and helped me get all the work completed, including hoisting me up the mast, the following day. Little did we know that it was to be our last warm day of the trip, which made the awesome Henri Lloyd foul weather jacket I picked up that day at Rock Hall Marine Consignment all that much more of an incredible find.
Things have been busy on Bear this past week, as we splashed, knocked out jobs, and hung out with some friends. I took the boat out – by myself for the first time – to test the new Gates v-belt; it seems to be not slipping or stretching, which is a relief. Now, just about all the “must do” jobs are completed. Though, of course, I do have a long list of small jobs, including cleaning and organizing the boat, before I pick up my buddy Kerry in Annapolis tomorrow evening. He is my crew for the trip to Newport, and we hope to be leaving on Tuesday.
Over the last couple days, I have been making some good progress, finishing the anchor locker, sanitation hose, and a few other projects. I am hoping to get the bottom painted and a new transducer installed by the weekend, when the rain is supposed to begin. If all goes well, we will be splashing early next week. Getting in the water then is crucial to our dreaded schedule because I need to do several jobs that can only be completed and tested in the water.
In this episode, we explore Newport, RI, touted by some as The World Sailing Capital. Come along as we attend the Newport Folk Festival, view the Newport Mansions, have cocktails at the Castle Hill Inn, and scope out the Seaman’s Church Institute.
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The World Sailing Capital: Newport, RI
I already had an idea that the wood divider in our anchor locker had some rot in it. But today I began to appreciate just how extensive that rot was. In the photo below, you can see the ply center board (vertically) of our anchor locker divider. Fortunately, the other two – top and bottom – are of some hardwood and, while not without rot themselves, are still essentially sound. Needless to say, I will be replacing them all.
I just picked this piece out of its place in the anchor locker; no force necessary.
After leaving Peoria on Monday and spending a few days in Michigan hanging out with family and friends and doing some work, I made it to Bear this evening. At first glance, everything aboard looks good, but I will really inspect – along with clean – everything tomorrow and see for sure.
Bear about an hour after I arrived this evening.
Hello Return to Seasons Crew!
We are excited to announce a new fundraising effort to help us continue to make sailing videos and purchase new equipment for this endeavor. We have been working with a team of designers for the past few months to create sailing and cruising themed t-shirts, which we are calling Salty Sailor Apparel. We are currently selling our designs through Amazon Merch but will be expanding in the near future so that we will be able to offer our designs on more apparel styles and additional merchandise, such as beer coozies, coasters, mugs, etc. Continue reading
This is part two of a two part series on Caper – a boat Margaret and I looked at before we bought Bear – and the people who have loved her. You can read part one here. And you can see our original evaluation of Caper and all the other boats we looked at here.
While we do not know much about what Paul did aboard Caper, we do know that he got to the Bahamas and poked around dozens of islands there in the two years after he purchased her. In that time, he also managed to replace the dreaded pink cushions, add a host of new electronics, and do some other work on Caper. No doubt, Paul had learned to take care of a cruising boat during his circ, if not long before. Living his dream once again, Paul surely enjoyed those two years on Caper, feeling like the luckiest man in the world at the helm of his perfect boat. At some point, however, Paul must have realized that something was not quite right. In the fall of 2016, he suddenly showed up on Caper at the Indiantown Marina, where Margaret and I had looked at the boat and Paul had bought her. He immediately had her hauled and turned the keys over to Dennis, who had sold him the boat, at Advantage Yacht Sales, saying he wanted to put her up for sale for only 25,000. By the time Dennis got the paperwork together, Paul had passed away.