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…

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,…