Forumite BobT, with remarkable timing, called just as I finished straightening up the boat and had put new clothes on following a shower after reinstalling the starter.
He and his lovely other half came by with beer and dinner, the best sub sandwich I ever ate. It was the perfect end to a hectic day.
I hung around Chesapeake City for a cold drizzly day following and broke the boredom with a trip to the USACE Canal Museum where they have the original steam engines and water lift wheel that served the old locks still preserved in the original building. Steam engines have been one of the many chapters in my Toad like passage through life so I greatly enjoyed that.
I woke for an early start through the canal and down the bay but almost immediately heard a rumble of thunder. A quick look at this on the computer sent me right back to bed.
I left a few hours latter in scattered showers which cleared by the time I entered the Delaware River. I’d planned a stop at Cohansey to break the trip but the conditions were perfect for making progress and the misty weather not very inviting for exploration so I continued on to Cape May for the longest leg of the year at 63 miles.
As I was coming up to the Cape May Canal, I mused I was anticipating anchoring in the harbor with much the same feelings as circumnavigators must have about crossing their outbound track. That certainly was the case as I sat down in the cockpit after squaring away the boat for the night.
It was here that I first caught up with the snowbirds. This was the first harbor which looked different enough, yet normal (Atlantic City is too bizarre to count), to make me feel that I had embarked on an adventure to far places. There is still a long way to go but I have completed some sort of circle with my arrival here.
He and his lovely other half came by with beer and dinner, the best sub sandwich I ever ate. It was the perfect end to a hectic day.
I hung around Chesapeake City for a cold drizzly day following and broke the boredom with a trip to the USACE Canal Museum where they have the original steam engines and water lift wheel that served the old locks still preserved in the original building. Steam engines have been one of the many chapters in my Toad like passage through life so I greatly enjoyed that.
I woke for an early start through the canal and down the bay but almost immediately heard a rumble of thunder. A quick look at this on the computer sent me right back to bed.
I left a few hours latter in scattered showers which cleared by the time I entered the Delaware River. I’d planned a stop at Cohansey to break the trip but the conditions were perfect for making progress and the misty weather not very inviting for exploration so I continued on to Cape May for the longest leg of the year at 63 miles.
As I was coming up to the Cape May Canal, I mused I was anticipating anchoring in the harbor with much the same feelings as circumnavigators must have about crossing their outbound track. That certainly was the case as I sat down in the cockpit after squaring away the boat for the night.
It was here that I first caught up with the snowbirds. This was the first harbor which looked different enough, yet normal (Atlantic City is too bizarre to count), to make me feel that I had embarked on an adventure to far places. There is still a long way to go but I have completed some sort of circle with my arrival here.
