Our
departure delays up to this point had been many and varied; mostly to do with
ongoing maintenance issues – WJ3 is 19 years old after all! Plans to sail up the Potomac to Washington
and eventually, even the one to visit Tangier Island from Reedville, one day’s
sail away, were crossed off the list. Power
problems our trusty Cap’n had thought he’d tamed, surfaced yet again. We had been living off solar power alone –
very noble of course, but not sufficient to recharge needy gadgets. GS continued her daily visits to the Sailor’s
Lounge with its plentiful supply of electricity, aircon and not-so-cranky
company.
Of course, there were other diversions. Out sailing with Bill on Aeolus. |
The
Lounge TV was locked on the Weather Channel, reports of the massive damage to
the Bahamas unfolded and predictions, most scientific and others quite
irrational, were made. Friday (6th)
was forecast as our day to meet Dorian, although with less damaging winds (down
from 85 to 60mph**) and high tides/flooding.
Like most other boaters, we took down sails and canvas and prepared our
boat. On Thursday we moved into a
floating dock on the Marina (with 20 ft piles) and strapped WJ3 and Bruce (the
dinghy) down for the big blow. Yes, we
were edgy.
**1mph=1.6km/h; I'm too lazy to convert
And even more excuses We can't go now. A crab has taken up residence on our anchor chain... |
So, it was in a state of cheerfulness that Cap’n and crew finally set forth on this season’s “maiden” run down the Bay. Although, we had promised Dock Master Dennis to be back in a week!
And Traffic to the left (port) of us |
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