We pulled into our slip on Friday morning, and at first I was so excited to be back. However it was admittedly strange… I couldn’t help feeling a little like an outsider. We’ve been away for so long, and we didn’t really see anyone all day, so it didn’t feel that much different than pulling […]
Even though HYC is only a short hop from Port Washington, we always spend a little time here before heading home. I think part of it is preparing ourselves for re-entry… it’s a bit of a shift from cruising mode to life at home, and Port Washington is a good spot to make that transition. […]
…And what a doozy it was! Objectively this was the worst passage we’ve had to date. I enjoyed it, but the weather definitely decided to test us. We got an early start on Friday, stopping for fuel in the C&D Canal. We were overtaken by a giant ship but otherwise had an easy transit but […]
Saturday morning, we slipped the morning lines to sail up to the Chester River. We were determined to get in at least a little bit more Chesapeake Bay cruising, and the Chester River looked like a great place to start. We raised the sails just past the mooring field and had a wonderful, fast sail […]
As soon as we closed our laptops for the day, we had dinner and hauled anchor to head to Annapolis. It’s about a 25 mile trip, and we knew we’d be arriving after dark, but with no dinghy to get us to shore, waiting until the weekend wasn’t practical. It was a nice evening on […]
I’m quite sad to share that our beloved FRIB 330, Squall, left us suddenly this morning around 11:30 am. She passed quickly from a burst seam in the bow. We knew her time was running short – a PVC dinghy doesn’t have a hugely long lifespan when constantly exposed to sun as she was, but […]
After making our grand entrance at York River Yacht Haven, the rest of the week was, thankfully, a quiet one. Memorial Day was supposed to be stormy so we didn’t have grand plans, but we took an Uber over to Yorktown and wandered the streets a bit. We took the Riverwalk to the American Revolution […]
We’d been monitoring weather closer than a meteorologist for the entire week. Every time the new models came out, Chris was studying them. And all they did was add to the confusion. One minute, we’d have a lovely rounding. The next, it was “expect hellfire with a solid chance of brimstone”. Right up until Friday […]
Once we were anchor down in Wrightsville Beach, we raised the yellow Q (quarantine) flag to signal that we were not yet cleared into the US, and Chris submitted our application on the Customs and Border Patrol ROAM app. We broke out the two Strongbacks I picked up in Marsh Harbour to celebrate our passage […]
If I told you I wasn’t terrified, I’d be lying. But there was no turning back. For better or worse, for the first time, it was just the two of us and Windara. In a way, it was massively freeing. We didn’t have to wait for crew to arrive, and we didn’t have to worry […]