There and back again…

Oops, I think that title is already taken. But at any rate the journey is done and all are returned home safely with stories and memories. Which is how it should be. As it turned out the weather cooperated. Which is grand because that is one long stretch of open water. We left Manteo at 7:00 AM and it rained all day (and I do mean aaaalllll day) but the winds stayed calm and we had no seas to speak of. So while on the…

Rainey day in Manteo…

I am not sure how the weather was on the sound today, but in Manteo it was a bit of a wasted day. We walked to the farmers market and thought it would get rained out. But it wasn’t bad. (Bought cheese pennies and oatmeal cookies.) Then a walk around town. We tried to have lunch at Full Moon Cafe and Brewery but they were slam packed. Something about a rainy Saturday drove everyone inside. Bilge Boy talked to the Kitty Hawk Kite folks about…

Well then…

I suppose a rainy marina is a good place and time to update the adventure tale. Yes, rain. Into every trip a little rain must fall, I suppose. The day started off ok. We got off a bit later than expected but figured it would all work out. Well. Once out into the Albemarle Sound the wind picked up. We were expecting a bit of wind from the south and maybe 1 foot waves. What we got was wind from more like the southeast and…

Coinjock and beyond…

Much to the Captains delight (and, probably, surprise) we left the slip at Tidewater Yacht spot on 7:30 on Thursday and headed south on the Elizabeth River. For those of you who have not been on this stretch of water it is an amazing site. Super industrial, you are likely to see aircraft carriers in dry dock (and your thought they were large in the water), maybe a submarine or two and just every kind of marine business, barge and container ship. All of them…

Smooth sailing…

Ok, not really sailing, but you get the point. What a smooth ride from His Honor’s dock to Portsmouth. In 12 trips this is probably the smoothest I have ever seen the water all the way down the river. And so we are tied up, feed and watered at Tidewater Yacht. However, just because the water was smooth doesn’t mean the trip was uneventfull. Just around the ghost fleet we noticed a bunch of small boat activity. And as we were watching the action two…

A great day on the river and His Honor comes to dinner…

So, where were we? Oh yes. We topped off the fuel at Jordan Point yesterday and made it out and down the river unscathed. It was a beautiful day to be on the water and the Synovia trawled down the James like a champ. Cap’t Rehab said he knew a guy with a dock and power so our goal was to make it to His Honor’s place in time to cook dinner. And that is just what we did. We tied up at the dock,…

Why a Hudson Bay start you ask?

And such a good question it is too. We left out of the Richmond Yacht Basin more or less on schedule. First stop about two hours down river for fuel. Everything is going fine until we leave Jordan Point and then, well, kind of boom. The engine temp gauge goes sky high. So we drop the hook on the edge of the channel and pull up floor boards. As it turns out a clamp broke on the fresh water side of the hear exchanger. Not…

Day 1 starts slow…

To be fair, this is the 12th annual boat trip. Ok, so 12-ish. We can’t actually remember. (But it has been at least 12 years since Cap’t Rehab bought the boat and Bilge Boy and I were on the first trip when the throttle cable broke about 100 yards off the dock and we went to Norfolk with a brick on the throttle. True story. And that is how the whole string of trips started off.) Anyway there has been a somewhat revolving crew list,…

When in Richmond…

So the annual boys boat trip starts today. Well tomorrow really but the boys are gathering today in Richmond. Tomorrow the Synovia sets out for Beaufort, NC. (There may be a pool on whether we make it or not. History says it is iffy.) At any rate I figured that lunch at Mekong would be a good start. And it was. And you know what? Mekong is like 5 minutes from Strangeways Brewery. So a great lunch and a growler of Gose and I am…