I’ve been experiencing some writers block and also enjoying cruising around without thinking, i.e. writing, about it. Since they pay me the big bucks however, I probably should bring you all up to date.
After my rediscovery of the beauty of granite and low rolling hills on the Connecticut River, I motored the next day in another greasy calm over to Mystic. I ran up through the ”highway” bridge to anchor above the museum, something I have always wanted to do. I don’t recommend though as it’s pretty tight and shallow, at least if you follow the harbormaster’s posted instructions to stay above the last buoy and clear of the channel.
I took a row around the museum waterfront which included a visit to the forlorn and dismasted Lettie G. Howard whose lines and sail plan I drew for her construction at South Street Seaport.
It poured rain the next day. I rowed ashore in a downpour to meet forumite JustDucky who took me home for the first meal I have had cooked in a real home kitchen and eaten in a house since leaving Portland last October first. It was a very pleasant and appreciated afternoon and evening.
The next day, I was taken out to lunch by the company that bought my business and then ran down to Stonington in fog that Maine would be proud of. I spent an uncomfortable night rolling around on a borrowed mooring just inside the breakwater but woke to a beautiful day for sailing. This took me all the way up into Dutch Island Harbor on the western shore of Jamestown Island.
The next day, I motored around the southern tip of Jamestown Island and up to Bristol to visit the Herreshoff Museum, after which, I sailed to the overly popular Potter’s Cove on Prudence Island. Judging by the thick moorings, you don’t ever want to be here on a weekend in the high season.
The following day as beautiful but calm so I ran up to Providence under power just to see the waterfront of a city I have driven through countless times without stopping. The wind came up nicely as I re-entered the bay so I had a beautiful sail down to anchor in the cove inside Rome Point and Fox Island just south of Wickford.
Today, I sailed off the anchor and into Wickford just for a look around and then back past the tips of Jamestown and Prudence Island s to anchor in the bight behind Dyer Island where I had a beautiful sunset and a nice lee from the easterly winds.
Tomorrow? Who knows? I think I can count on much less pleasant weather though.
I quite like Narragansett Bay. If someone couldn’t make up their mind whether they liked Maine or Chesapeake Bay better and decided to create a small compromise cruising ground, it might look much like this.
After my rediscovery of the beauty of granite and low rolling hills on the Connecticut River, I motored the next day in another greasy calm over to Mystic. I ran up through the ”highway” bridge to anchor above the museum, something I have always wanted to do. I don’t recommend though as it’s pretty tight and shallow, at least if you follow the harbormaster’s posted instructions to stay above the last buoy and clear of the channel.
I took a row around the museum waterfront which included a visit to the forlorn and dismasted Lettie G. Howard whose lines and sail plan I drew for her construction at South Street Seaport.
It poured rain the next day. I rowed ashore in a downpour to meet forumite JustDucky who took me home for the first meal I have had cooked in a real home kitchen and eaten in a house since leaving Portland last October first. It was a very pleasant and appreciated afternoon and evening.
The next day, I was taken out to lunch by the company that bought my business and then ran down to Stonington in fog that Maine would be proud of. I spent an uncomfortable night rolling around on a borrowed mooring just inside the breakwater but woke to a beautiful day for sailing. This took me all the way up into Dutch Island Harbor on the western shore of Jamestown Island.
The next day, I motored around the southern tip of Jamestown Island and up to Bristol to visit the Herreshoff Museum, after which, I sailed to the overly popular Potter’s Cove on Prudence Island. Judging by the thick moorings, you don’t ever want to be here on a weekend in the high season.
The following day as beautiful but calm so I ran up to Providence under power just to see the waterfront of a city I have driven through countless times without stopping. The wind came up nicely as I re-entered the bay so I had a beautiful sail down to anchor in the cove inside Rome Point and Fox Island just south of Wickford.
Today, I sailed off the anchor and into Wickford just for a look around and then back past the tips of Jamestown and Prudence Island s to anchor in the bight behind Dyer Island where I had a beautiful sunset and a nice lee from the easterly winds.
Tomorrow? Who knows? I think I can count on much less pleasant weather though.
I quite like Narragansett Bay. If someone couldn’t make up their mind whether they liked Maine or Chesapeake Bay better and decided to create a small compromise cruising ground, it might look much like this.
