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Monthly Archives: October 2015

Ocracoke Pirate v Colonist

31 Saturday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Predeparture

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We stayed in Ocracoke Island for a few days and enjoyed the small island life; where most people get around by foot or golf cart. It held a very laid back ‘Block Island feel’. The entire weekend was dedicated to pirates and learning the history of Ocracoke/Blackbeard from story telling and sea shanties to pirates dueling! Everyone walked around with a pirates garb on or at the very least a beer in hand.

At Ocracoke Blackbeard was awaiting King Georges pardon from his pirating ways. Lieutenant Maynard had other plans. Ltnt. Maynard and crew successfully attacked and apprehended Blackbeards crew and beheaded the feared pirate at Springers Point.

My new obsession, Pelicans
My new obsession, Pelicans
Ocracoke Lighthouse. Oldest in NC, built 1823
Ocracoke Lighthouse. Oldest in NC, built 1823
Most people get around by golf carts..... this one is aptly decorated for Blackbeards Island
Most people get around by golf carts….. this one is aptly decorated for Blackbeards Island

We're getting out of hand
We’re getting out of hand
Blackbeard and crew
Blackbeard and crew
Reenactment of Blackbeards downfall
Reenactment of Blackbeards downfall

Lientenant Robert Maynard came after Blackbeard in a shallow bay in light wind. Disguised as a fishing ship, Lieutenant Maynard surprised Blackbeard when he ordered his men to come out and fight
Lientenant Robert Maynard came after Blackbeard in a shallow bay in light wind. Disguised as a fishing ship, Lieutenant Maynard surprised Blackbeard when he ordered his men to come out and fight
Sailors Rations. Note the rum to bisket ratio
Sailors Rations. Note the rum to bisket ratio
True Southern Historian
True Southern Historian

Weapons of the age
Weapons of the age
Happy afternoon
Happy afternoon
Dueling pirates
Dueling pirates

Swinging steel like it's nothing
Swinging steel like it’s nothing
We sang a few melodies with Blackbeard on Halloween!
We sang a few melodies with Blackbeard on Halloween!
Mike went off trail looking for Blackbeards treasure
Mike went off trail looking for Blackbeards treasure

Springer Point where Blackbeards men made camp.... treasure must be somewhere around here
Springer Point where Blackbeards men made camp…. treasure must be somewhere around here
Trail stump wittling
Trail stump wittling
Damn. I'm good. Best tiramisu yet!
Damn. I’m good. Best tiramisu yet!

Stumpy Point NC – All I have to do today is sail

29 Thursday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound

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We decided to break up our sail from Roanoke Island to Ocracoke into two days. We wanted to make the Pirate Festival and had plenty of time just not plenty of wind.

Not much to report. The Pamlico Sound is extraordinarily shallow. The average depth is about 10 feet for sailing waters. For our stop-over we decided to tuck into the quiet cove of Stumpy Point which provided us a well protected anchorage from the Southerly winds.

Stumpy Point neighbors to the East
Stumpy Point neighbors to the East
Stumpy Point neighbors to the West
Stumpy Point neighbors to the West
yeah, all we have is this sunrise
yeah, all we have is this sunrise

fishing traps
fishing traps

Roanoke – We Got Our Cabbage, Let’s Go!

26 Monday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound, Favorite Posts

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As exciting and beautiful a new port can be, sometimes the biggest scores are the little things. But first, let’s back up a little. On the dismal swamp we had access to a grocery store (across the street) whilst tied up to land. We made away like bandits since we went grocery shopping hungry…. A big no no for obvious reasons but it feels so good. We had mighty dreams of stews and extravagant pasta dishes, chicken salads, Mike even had an itch to make cornbeef stew…. We bought just under $200 worth of food. It felt like we bought everything…..everything except for cabbage for the cornbeef stew.IMG_6954

The next few days we searched; no cabbage in sight. We motored over the shallow sound to Roanoke Island and found a 24 hour free dock with some outstandingly fun veteran cruisers filled with all sorts of great tips.

Not only did we refill the tanks we walked to the nearest grocery store called Piggly Wiggly, would they come through…… ??? I know what you’re thinking, ‘with a name like Piggly Wiggly how could they not come through and provide the cabbage!?!

IMG_6951                          Yes! Of course Piggly Wiggly had the cabbage (did you not read the title of this post?), they also had the bacon, and ham bone…!  After our 2 nights, we were kicked off the 24 hour free dock despite us being the only boat. Whatever we had our cabbage.

 

 

 

 

Elizabeth Gardens gate
Elizabeth Gardens gate
Old fashioned pile driver
Old fashioned pile driver

Island Farm still running since 1847
Island Farm still running since 1847
NC tree
NC tree

 

Aside from Piggly Wiggly, Roanoke has a great history.

I’m not sure if you’re familiar with the early history of the United States. If not, listen up because Roanoke should be apart of your Alex Trebek Jeopardy arsenal of answers (or questions since they only accept answers in the form of a question – I hope I haven’t lost you yet).

  • Firstly, let’s get the time period right.
  • -Christopher Columbus “discovered” America in 1492…. I say discovered because we all know our favorite Norseman Leif Erikson (son of Erik the Red) discovered America way before him…. But really I’m not a fan of any culture that could discover a land already inhabited by other cultures but that’s my own pet peeve. Anyway.
  • -Around 1560’s Elizabeth I gives her blessing to Sir Walter Raleigh to colonize the new world.
  • -1585 Roanoke Island becomes an English settlement
  • -1607 Jamestown, VA built and established by John Smith.
  • -1620 Plymouth Rock becomes a refuge for the religious-persecuted pilgrims and their belief they should separate from the Church of England.

 

It’s believed Roanoke Island is where the first colony was created by a group of 100 or so English. One of the resupply ships never arrived and the next resupply ship reported the settlement….. gone. Had they moved elsewhere, had a local Indian tribe slaughtered the newcomers, did the Spanish remove them? Roanoke Island, also named the ‘Lost Colony’, has few answers to these questions. However, a Jamestown expedition lead by John Smith was reported to search for the lost colony and came back claiming that the Powhatan tribe had massacred the colony for siding with an enemy tribe. Is that the full and honest truth?

The colonists were never found but a recreation of what did stand over 400 years ago is available for the public in the Lost Colony park area. It’s not much, just a series of grassy hills in a square formation; used for food, water, or protection, we’re (*I’M*) not sure. What we are sure of is how the colony started. Sir Walter Raleigh received funding and 100 English men and women arrived in a foreign land not necessarily famers or engineers and not equipped for the struggles of creating a new settlement.

Do the Dismal dododododododoo

22 Thursday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound, Favorite Posts

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The Intracoastal Waterway (ICW) has several segments (one that even leads out to Texas) but the segment I’m referring to is Portsmouth, VA (Norfolk, VA) at mile marker 00. to Key West, FL . The ICW uses natural inland rivers, marshes, and manmade dredged canals to allow commercial and social maritime safe/alternative passage from the Atlantic Ocean Cape Hatteras Shipwrecks
(ex: shoals around Cape Hatteras; map of shipwrecks below).

 

It’s amazing but it’s not sailing. I wasn’t looking forward to the ICW motoring until I saw a friend of mine post a picture of her experience. It was a picture of flat glassy water reflecting lush beautiful trees on either side of her boat. It was gorgeous. Firstly, it technically wasn’t a picture of the ICW, it was another passage that reconnected with the ICW. Secondly, it was called the Dismal Swamp but frankly I don’t give two nuts what it’s called. It looked like this:DSC_0373So the Dismal Swamp dates back to as early as George Washington. Yes the first U.S. President, George Washington. He had a company that helped build the canal. It’s 6 feet deep and less so in some areas (reminder, Gaia’s draft is 5.2 feet). DSC_0318 And the water is tea colored due to to the tannic acid created by decaying vegetation.

Now that you have some neat-o facts to recite to friends, let me tell you of our experience. It was pretty entertaining actually. There are two locks which allow you entry and exit which opens 3 times a day. On Friday, we were gunning to make the 1:30 locks opening. To do that we had to go under three bridges, one of which, was a railroad bridge that opened at noon. It took longer than anticipated to get the anchor out of this nasty “cakey” mud and it also took longer than anticipated to fill up the fuel and water tanks at the nearby marina. Somehow, in all our luck, we were still early for the locks. In fact, there was a traffic jam. The 11:00 opening had a 17 boat rally traveling together down the ICW. Since only 10-12 boats can go through the locks at a time, several boats were anchored out in front of the locks in a single file line waiting their turn. We motored down to get a better look but a few of the anchored boats loudly and anxiously announced they were there first. As a sailor, I didn’t care, but the accountant in me appreciated their order. So the locks master eventually got on the radio and began corralling boats into the locks one by one at 2:30.  DSC_0328The locks master ushered 4 boats in on either side of the wall and any late-comer boats got stuck in the middle and rafted up to the side boats. Once we were secured in the locks and the water levels slowly rose, people began starting conversations back and forth.

::Scene:: What’s your boat? Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going? ::End Scene:: But we did have two boats comment on how young Mike & I looked. We turned around and saw another young couple looking at us anxiously. She yelled over ‘There’s not many of us around are there?”. Being a bit daft I had no idea what she meant by “us”. Wall to wall boats, we were both white couples on boats…. we looked the same as everyone else…… ahhh, except for that 20-40 year age gap I didn’t notice….  DSC_0337 After the locks the rally continued onward down the canal but us youngsters tied up at the free dock after the locks and bridge.
DSC_0334And that free dock was amazing. There was a grocery store across the street so we could fill up on food. There was also an autoparts store that had our engine oil and filled our propane tanks! Thank you universe for being so good to us! We started on our journey at 7 am and we were first on the water! On the down side we had to be extra vigilant for stumps and deadheads since we were first on the water. No, that’s not a Jerry Garcia / Grateful Dead reference. Stumps are partially submerged logs drifting through the water and deadheads are dislodged logs that have been pinned to the bottom sticking upward. Hitting a stump or deadhead is a really great way to lose a prop! Throughout the entire traverse, we only heard one loud thud that shook the mast. We also bumped one smaller log but it wasn’t terrible. When we passed the rally boats rafted up at the Welcome Center, we also passed a beautiful navy blue sailboat called Valiant, absolutely pristine. The captain wore a hat, sun glasses , a scowl, and ….. driving gloves on at the helm. He did not smile, he did not wave, but he gave me a chuckle that I won’t soon forget.

7 AM departure to make it to the South Mills locks to exit the Dismal Swamp
7 AM departure to make it to the South Mills locks to exit the Dismal Swamp
Motoring down at 5 knots
Motoring down at 5 knots
And it was phenomenally peaceful
And it was phenomenally peaceful

mirror image of the sky
mirror image of the sky
farm land on one side
farm land on one side
mirror image
mirror image

motoring down still and the sun is up
motoring down still and the sun is up
passing the boat rally. Boats typically raft up on docks
passing the boat rally. Boats typically raft up on docks
marsh lands
marsh lands

arriving at the south mills locks
arriving at the south mills locks
swamp/marshland
swamp/marshland
very important to watch out for stumps or drifting logs
very important to watch out for stumps or drifting logs

and  even scarier, deadheads! entire logs that are stuck on the bottom sticking upward
and even scarier, deadheads! entire logs that are stuck on the bottom sticking upward

In case you don’t know me all that well….. I tend to make up lyrics to songs and sometimes I just sing annoying morning songs. During the morning passage at the helm, and Mike was down below, I created a song to the tune of the Y.M.C.A…. I’m sure you’re familiar with it.

Heeey CAPTAIN! – Are you going 5 knots?

I Say Captain! – Are you searching for deeeadheads?

Captain! Motoring through only

6 – feet – of – non-ti-dal waters!

It’s fun to motor through the …. DIIIISMAL SWAMP!

It’s fun to motor through the DIIIISMAL SWAAMP!

(It goes on about the locks masters but I forgot my own lyrics).

Norfolk – the land of big grey ships

20 Tuesday Oct 2015

Posted by Mike McLinn in Predeparture

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After our second overnight passage we pulled into Willoughby Bay just inside the mouth of Norfolk Harbor as dawn was breaking.  We were exhausted so we passed out and slept for the morning and cleaned the boat / relaxed that evening.

The next day, the 20th, warm weather was finally back to stay for a while and we motored into past battleship/aircraft carrier row at midday under sunny skies.  Norfolk Naval Base is home to the Atlantic fleet and from the water, if you’re lucky, you can see the biggest and baddest examples, up close.

DSC_0208I’ve always been a bit of a naval nerd, and aircraft carriers were a fascination since I was a little kid, so I didn’t mind getting to see the USS Harry S. Truman and the USS Eisenhower from about a quarter mile off the bow & stern, respectively. DSC_0219 I read a bit about them online as we went past and it turns out the Ike had just pulled into port after a short deployment in costal waters to help test the new F-35 fighter jet, which is probably the biggest military boondoggle ever.  It’s costing us $400 billion to build, and it can’t out-fly the 30 year old jet it’s supposed to replace, the F-16.

While we were pulling past the two fleet carriers and a whole host of destroyers and missile cruisers, we were overflown a number of times by the naval base’s airborne defenders, E-2 Hawkeye radar planes, and P-4D Pelican dive bombers.

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DSC_0307We motored into Norfolk’s inner harbor on the Elizabeth River and anchored right
across from the USS Wisconsin, a WWII battleship turned museum.  The next day we got to watch a Coast Guard training / demo – a helicopter lowered a sailor onto a tug, then pulled a “victim” back up to the helo in a basket – pretty cool to see up-close.

At this point, I’d been putting off engine maintenance on Gaia for quite some time and given that we had a whole bunch of motoring upcoming – Norfolk was the place to catch up.  So I spent a full day and a half going through the full set of frequent & infrequent engine maintenance items – a few of which I’d never done before.  The full list was:

  • Clean entire engine and engine bayIMG_6916
  • Clean v-drive and v-drive bay.
  • Checked salt-water pump impeller, found we need a special tool to remove.
  • Checked secondary fuel filter for fuel contamination (found none).
  • Replaced air filter.
  • Replaced transmission oil.
  • Drained the anti-freeze coolant from the engine and removed/cleaned the heat exchanger.  Refilled with new coolant.
  • Replaced sacrificial zinc.
  • Changed oil & filter.
  • Changed v-drive oil & cleaned salt-water chamber
  • Tighten engine stuffing box (this the spot where the propeller shaft leaves the boat) and rudder stuffing box (the spot where the rudder shaft leaves the boat)

All in all I found no problems with the engine, but, while inspecting the newly replaced steering cables (done right before leaving) I caught what could have become a big problem – one of the pulleys in the steering system that I had replaced was coming loose and almost popped out, which would have meant the steering wheel would have suddenly stopped working!  It was an easy fix, but sure better to find in a safe harbor then when steering in a big ocean.

Taking a break from engine maintenance, we explored Portsmouth, which is right across the river from Norfolk, the town is rich in maritime history with old churches, gaslights and oddly enough a german beer garden – which of course we couldn’t pass up!

Ein Bier Garten fur us!

Ein Bier Garten fur us!

1 of several churches we passed

1 of several churches we passed

Up next, into the intra-coastal waterway we go!

Overnight Passages – What were we thinking part I & II

19 Monday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound, Favorite Posts

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I think sailors largely suffer from acute selective memory loss (must be all the rum). Sailing is glamorous. It’s you and the elements. The endless seas to new horizons. That’s what we remember…. at least that’s what I remember, the other stuff are just details to a story.

In planning a sail, you weigh variables & tradeoffs like Distance, Comfort, Time, Weather, Risk; and always remember strong winds can kick up high seas over time and space. The first overnight passage on this trip was 110 nautical miles Conney Island NY to Cape May, NJ. We had good wind from the West (from the coastline), which meant a limited amount of space for waves to kick up. We assumed it would be a smooth sail. So WHY the heck were there large swells coming from the South! Once the sun went down and the horizon disappeared, I was down for the count & not in a good way.

People react very differently to seasickness (aka the imbalance of the inner ear). Seasickness is disorientation between your visual perception and perceived balance. Women and children tend to be more prone. The usual aids for prevention are bonine, ginger root, bitters…. (no joke, I mean bitters, the stuff you put in your Old Fashions), and prescriptions like stugeron or cinnarizine.

I’ve seen people hugging the railing unable to move, I’ve seen others who just stand swaying back and forth. In the past, I’ve only gotten dizzy, taken a nap, and woke up to function just fine. This time, I tried taking a nap giving Mike the first 4 hour shift. I woke up feeling completely unbalanced in the stomach and in the head. Mike told me he was fine. It was a partly clear night with good light wind. We were just bouncing around everywhere. Swells from the south and waves from the West made for an uneasy ride. Around 1 AM I tried sitting on deck for my watch and finally submitted to seasickness. It’s the most awful feeling. I struggled; fighting exhaustion, nausea, and a very unbalanced inner ear for the next 3.5 hours. Around 4:30 AM I told Mike to go down below and take a nap. It was still pitch black but the seas were calming. As the sun illuminated the sky so too did my sense of health and happiness.

Still feeling good and enjoying the bumpy sail
Still feeling good and enjoying the bumpy sail
5:45 AM and watching first light
5:45 AM and watching first light
the face of struggle
the face of struggle

We eventually arrived in the quaint touristy town of Cape May around 11: AM, a 26 hour sail.

Part II ( Assateague Island,MD to Norfolk,VA)

Our second overnight passage had far less nausea…. but wow we pulled our New Englanders card and muscled through the coldest night on our trip. You’re probably thinking, ‘but Kirsten why would you pick the coldest night to stand outside in the wind, cold, and dark for 12 hours….’ Well, we wanted to spend one day exploring Assateague Island where the wild horses roamed. Secondly, we had this cold snap due to wind/weather coming from the Northwest – a great direction, but it brought the cold!  The wind was stronger than anticipated, unfortunately for us. Instead of leaving at high tide from Assateague Island, sailing 120 nautical miles, and arriving at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay around sunrise; we were going too fast and hit one of the busiest ports around 4:30 AM. In all our tips and advice, everyone always said, keep clear of the shipping channels, they’re busy (dangerous). Great job planning this one Mike & Kirsten (sarcasm)!

But in all that bitter cold, we saw a pod of dolphins various times, a whale breach, and a little bird take refuge on our boat for an hour or so. We also had amazing gumbo stew to keep us fed and provided an amazing boost to morale.

Super sailing food! It was hot!
Super sailing food! It was hot!
the one shot of dolphins we took
the one shot of dolphins we took
We're following these guys
We’re following these guys

Feeling good
Feeling good
trimming the genny and still hauling a$$
trimming the genny and still hauling a$$
4 base & mid layers & 3 jackets
4 base & mid layers & 3 jackets

4 layers of pants
4 layers of pants
hey a beautiful sunset
hey a beautiful sunset
piles of layers from fighting the 38 degree windchill we felt overnight
piles of layers from fighting the 38 degree windchill we felt overnight

We made it into Norfolk under the cloak of darkness when I took over. As we shifted to a more westward direction, 4-6 foot steep waves rocked the haul swaying the boat by 45 degrees in either direction. It took me an hour to come to terms with my fear and discomfort. It was pitch black & little red dots surrounded the harbor (some being channel markers, telling you to avoid dangerous waters!), the wind was shifty and howling 25-30 knots, and series of steep 5 foot waves would violently knock the boat back and forth. On top of that, 200-300 foot tankers/containerships moving 10-13 knots could appear and pass you within a 4 minute period. We were on 3 hour watches and those 3 hours were the worst. The first rays of dawn had never been so welcomed, once again. We’re going to work on planning our estimated time of arrival better…. but in the meantime, I’m going to enjoy Norfolk, VA! I think we’ve earned it.

Crossing the Delaware (Bay) to meet Horses, not the Hessians

17 Saturday Oct 2015

Posted by Mike McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound

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Yesterday we got up real early and left Cape May, NJ bound for Maryland – thats right, Delaware doesn’t even get a stop… poor tiny little Delaware.

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Kirsten trying to hide from big waves

Cape May has a beautiful wide deep inlet, but as soon as we reached the end of the jetty there were steep standing waves.  The wind wasn’t that strong, but it was blowing out of the west-northwest and what we didn’t realize was a strong current flowing into the Delaware bay around Cape May, this meant wind opposing the current resulting what feels like being in a washing machine.  As the day wore on we both got less green and by the time we were skipping over the Delaware coast it had gotten positively nice out.

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Ocean city inlet, looking back out through what we had just motored into

40 some odd miles later we approached the Ocean City inlet which we timed perfectly wrong to find ourselves trying to motor into a rapidly outflowing current.  Ocean City has some pretty sweet carnival rides & rollercoasters that are sadly closed for the season, but thankfully the corn dog stand was open!

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Heres where we are anchored:

Today we got up early and took the dinghy to the north end of Assateague Island, which is a national seashore known for it’s herd of “wild” horses.  After hunting around for an hour or two we spotted a small group of 4 of them:

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You have a carrot for me, right?

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Interesting story about these wild horses (actually the ones a bit south on the Virginia side of the island).  It turns out the herd is managed / “owned” by the Chincoteague Volunteer Fire Company… and the herd is capped at 150 individuals.   Every year the fire department “swims” the herd across to neighboring Chincoteague island where they sell off most of the years new foals to keep the population down and prevent the firemen from having to fund the new fire truck entirely via bake sale.

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Tomorrow we’re leaving here early for a long passage to Norfolk, VA – the wind looks great with 15-20 out of the NW for the duration of the passage, but COOLLD.  So it’ll be time for ALL the layers.

NY Tourists

10 Saturday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound

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Highline Walking away from Chelsea Market
Highline Walking away from Chelsea Market
The Highline
The Highline
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The Highline
The Highline
That big green space in NYC
That big green space in NYC
the old days and new days
the old days and new days

Looking at the 79th Street mooring field
Looking at the 79th Street mooring field
Close up on Mike
Close up on Mike

Time Square
Time Square
Intrepid has the same anchor system as Gaia!
Intrepid has the same anchor system as Gaia!
big prop
big prop

Black Bird stealthy 2,200 mph
Black Bird stealthy 2,200 mph
F4 Phantom
F4 Phantom
Meandering The Intrepid
Meandering The Intrepid

Bunks on Intrepid
Bunks on Intrepid
The space shuttle prototype 'The Enterprise'
The space shuttle prototype ‘The Enterprise’
Be cool. Be cool
Be cool. Be cool

"This drill works in outer space! I want one!"
“This drill works in outer space! I want one!”
Boat Basin front entryway to the city....
Boat Basin front entryway to the city….
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Mike goes out on the town for his Birthday
Mike goes out on the town for his Birthday
Birthday breakfast
Birthday breakfast
American Museum of Natural History
American Museum of Natural History

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Wall Street
Wall Street
George Washingtons inauguration
George Washingtons inauguration

Washington Square
Washington Square
NYSE Wall Street
NYSE Wall Street
Pier A
Pier A

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Battery Park
Battery Park
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World Trade Towers memorial
World Trade Towers memorial
NYC skyline
NYC skyline
Never Forget
Never Forget

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NY
NY
The land of small dogs finally got to me.
The land of small dogs finally got to me.

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Verrazano Narrows Bridge designed by... Othmar Ammann
Verrazano Narrows Bridge designed by… Othmar Ammann

Verrazano Narrows Bridge at sunset from Coney Island
Verrazano Narrows Bridge at sunset from Coney Island

These vagabond sails are longing to stray… to New York, NY

08 Thursday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound

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Timing the currents for the East River & Hudson River are important. Particularly when you’re looking at a 3 knot current that could either be turbo-boosting you down the river or knocking you back up… I was thrilled to be back in the greatest city; there really is an electricity in the air. The cultures, the food, and most of all the people. We anchored overnight by the Throgs Neck Bridge.DSC_0046 DSC_0052 DSC_0055 DSC_0069

The next morning we motored down the East River then up the Hudson. We caught the slack before the ebb tide (about an hr past slack) which gave us that amazing 3 knot DSC_0071powerboost on the East River. First bridge was the Throgs Neck designed by Othmar Amman in 1961 & built to relieve traffic congestion. The second bridge we went under was the Bronx WhiteStone Bridge constructed in 1939 also by Othmar Ammann.

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approaching the city

 

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tv, recliner, and a waterfront view…

 

The 3rd main bridge we approached is the DSC_0105RFK Triborough Bridge (Robert F Kennedy)opened in 1936 and funded by the New Deal. It began construction on Black Friday 1929 and was redesigned by…. you guessed it Othmar Amman; his new design saved millions and allowed for the project to continue onward.

 

Fourth bridge (below) is the Queensboro Bridge:DSC_0106

And I thought the Roosevelt Tram was pretty neat-o

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And you’re in luck, I got tired of taking pictures of bridges, so I skipped the Williamsburg Bridge. And instead became fascinated by buildings!

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and now my favorites; the Manhattan Bridge and Brooklyn Bridge! The Manhattan bridge was opened in 1909 and had the big hitter architect Leon Moisseiff as its mastermind

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AND THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE construction began 1863 and the bridge opened 1883.The towers are made out of limestone and granite.

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Coming up the Hudson to 79th Street Boat Basin:DSC_0163 DSC_0171 DSC_0184 DSC_0187 DSC_0192

Running into Mamaroneck has never been so good

03 Saturday Oct 2015

Posted by Kirsten McLinn in Eastcoast Southbound

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A cold front kept us cooped up for a few days in CT. Turns out we prefer sailing in nicer conditions as opposed to rainy ones. But behind the low Joaquinpressure system of rain was this little cat 4 storm, Joaquin, gaining strength and hitting the Bahamas and moving forward/ northerly, easterly, westerly….. really to anyones guess. This had us looking at safe havens to park the boat… just in case it came flying our way. Our good family friend John Stoffel and wife Bo told us to stop shuffling our feet and get on over to Mamaroneck Harbor Orienta Yacht Club stat. So we did.

We were able to fill up on water, food, and propane. Propane can be a pesky trip so we were really grateful. Mike was fighting a cold and I was limping after running 6 miles

DSC_0006and re-injuring the ball of my foot. I *think* I’ve finally learned I’m not meant to run long distances. So sickly Mike & wobbly Kirsten found a Starbucks to burrow into for the day and used all the free wifi and all the electricity to recharge all the devices. Again, we were IMG_6749grateful.
 

 

Here we are (below) cheering to all the good sailing trips and all the bad ones that ended up alright. Us with the good-ole Eldridge.

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our amazing hosts visiting Gaia

 

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Orienta Yacht Club, autumn colors starting to show

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You know the phrase ‘there are two kinds of sailors. Those who have gone aground and those who will.’ …. I had always disliked this phrase. Because I was above this phrase… I had never been aground and I had no intention of doing so; to infer otherwise was nonsense to me. After admitting this to the reader, I’d like to tell you a change in regard to the above statement. I have been aground and now welcome all those who have not yet been aground to jump over the line and join the party. BUT in my defense, I was following captain mikes direction despite my own recollection of the terrain being too shallow for Gaia  to wander into. There was little concern because we made a soft sand landing on a rising tide. We were able to reverse out of the situation. (Thank you NEW propeller for the extra boost). So just behind the red nun where there’s a faint circular whirl of water….. yeah, that’s where we hit Mamaroneck but at least we filled up on all provisions & had excellent company!

Version 2

Kirsten

 

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