Early morning reflections |
RAGTIME preparing to up anchor |
The dogs were walked and the windows were
wiped down numerous times before we left the anchorage at 8:15. The decks and
lines all glistened with the sunlight reflections on the heavy dew.
Heavy dew on our decks |
Might it be Jack Sparrow's Pirate ship? |
Though under construction, The Elizabeth
City Bridge opened at 9, to allow our passage south. The winds were calm and the temps were in the
low 60s as we headed south on the Elizabeth River. Two C-130s took off from the
Coast Guard Station and flew over our boats.
Further down the river, a tall ship was at anchor and raising sails. We could find no name on the vessel, but
assumed it probably participated in the Great Schooner Race, held last
week. We saw a few of the schooners
heading north from Norfolk as we approached last Monday.
Same ship, different perspective |
Last time we make the journey south, we crossed Albemarle Sound with winds of 22+ mph and seas 4-5 feet. As challenging as that crossing was, this one was smooth. As we approached the Alligator Bridge at about 1:15, the bridge tender was already preparing for the opening. It was a few miles south of the bridge when cat’s paws appeared on the water. The breeze was freshening.
Mesmerizing motion of the waters |
With dogs that need to go ashore, Pete
researched an area just south of the Alligator Pongo Canal, where we could
anchor and dinghy the dogs in. With it being beyond the canal and in “skinnier”
water, RAGTIME and SEVILE decided to drop anchor at the top of the canal while
we continued on. Once BRUNELLE rafted with us, the men ventured out with the
dinghy. They traveled about another 1/3 mile to a small canal that went back
another long way to a single ramp for fisherman. Pete made sure to place marks
on the hand held GPS so that they could find their way in after dark.
SEVILLA illustrating the affects of all the organic matter that make the waters dirty brown |
Shore duty again |
Another awe inspiring sunset |
We sat there and chatted while watching
the fighter jets play above our heads.
There is a Marine training base not far from here. The sunset tonight was stunning.
It was dark, but the half moon helped the
men guide the dinghy through the dark, misty and a bit creepy ride to the
landing. The mist, illuminated by the
moon, was beginning to twirl and rise from the water, noises could be heard in
the reeds, while the flashlight lighting their path forward, glinted in the
eyes of the night creatures. No Lucia, it wasn’t a dark and stormy night, but
it would make a great Disney attraction.
Pete said the only thing missing were the dueling banjos.
The May flies don’t know it isn’t May,
while the flies and mosquitoes don’t know that they are unwanted. We had to
make a quick retreat into the cabins, but many followed us. Big game hunting soon followed. Poor Bailey is really bothered by the
buzzing. She had an encounter about a year ago with what we believe was a wasp.
Her jowls blew up and she looked like she was hiding a tennis ball under each
upper lip. That required a nighttime
visit to the ER Vet. I understand her fear, just wishing she wouldn’t try to
bite them!
8.25
Hours (Total 44.75 Hours)
55.6 Miles (Total 290.3 Miles)
55.6 Miles (Total 290.3 Miles)
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