I woke up this morning anchored across the river from the Battleship Massachusetts. The fog was so thick I thought the only way I might find my way ashore for my meeting at the shipyard which built most of my research vessels would be by listening for the sound of the bridge traffic. However, it had cleared up into a beautiful and sunny day by the time I rowed ashore. It was a very nice morning. This yard built the first boat of my design in 1974 so we have a lot of history.
I was back on Strider by 1100 and wasted no time in heading down the Mount Hope Bay and the Sakonnet River in flat calm and full sunshine. Sorry, I got so wrapped up in the scenery that I forgot to take pictures. Too bad as it is the most beautiful section of Rhode Island.
The wind came up as I neared the river mouth along with showers inland. I raised the sails and set out reaching along the shore with the wind vane steering while I watched the thunderstorms pacing me along inland.
About the middle of Buzzards Bay, a small shower materialized astern as the wind dropped. It began to spit rain so I decided to furl the sails and get into Cuttyhunk with all deliberate speed. Just as soon as I get settled down with the autopilot on and the engine running, the sky cleared and the wind began to come back as the shower took a dog leg out to sea.
I decided to anchor just outside the jetty entrance both for the great view and to save $45 on a mooring in the harbor. After anchoring, I fired up the computer to double check the weather and, yikes, a severe weather alert came up. There were tornado warnings not far inland with the cell moving southeast, pretty much my way. There were also several other cells with hail and strong wind warnings.
By the time I got back on deck, the sky was looking ominous. The speed of the change was ominous in itself and $45 suddenly didn’t seem like a lot of money. I raised the anchor and ran in to pick up one of the town moorings.
Just as I got settled, a very expensive looking 40 something boat came in and dropped their anchor in the spot that would be directly upwind when the storm now visibly building on the horizon arrived. There isn’t really any anchoring room in Cuttyhunk so, with proper scope, I would be very close to being inside their swinging circle even if they didn’t drag. I politely suggested this and the fellow thought, I’m sure,“(I’ve been cruising since before you were born., and said, “Don’t worry, I’m using all chain so I don’t need much scope.” Yup, that’s what I was afraid of. Time for me to say brightly, “Oh, no problem, I’ll just move to another mooring.” Which, I did.
The sky began to look like those SiFi movies where the mother ship is landing. (I did take some pictures but they didn’t begin to do it justice so I’m not posting them. Tough lighting.) The wind swung around 180 degrees and began blowing in cold blasts as the rain started. I was gratified to see the clueless boat raise anchor and go across the harbor to pick up one of the moorings.
It was all just a sky show. No strong winds or fireworks. There’s a lot of stuff out to the west on the radar though so I’ll be glad to spend my first night of this portion of the cruise on a snug mooring in a very quiet harbor.
I was back on Strider by 1100 and wasted no time in heading down the Mount Hope Bay and the Sakonnet River in flat calm and full sunshine. Sorry, I got so wrapped up in the scenery that I forgot to take pictures. Too bad as it is the most beautiful section of Rhode Island.
The wind came up as I neared the river mouth along with showers inland. I raised the sails and set out reaching along the shore with the wind vane steering while I watched the thunderstorms pacing me along inland.
About the middle of Buzzards Bay, a small shower materialized astern as the wind dropped. It began to spit rain so I decided to furl the sails and get into Cuttyhunk with all deliberate speed. Just as soon as I get settled down with the autopilot on and the engine running, the sky cleared and the wind began to come back as the shower took a dog leg out to sea.
I decided to anchor just outside the jetty entrance both for the great view and to save $45 on a mooring in the harbor. After anchoring, I fired up the computer to double check the weather and, yikes, a severe weather alert came up. There were tornado warnings not far inland with the cell moving southeast, pretty much my way. There were also several other cells with hail and strong wind warnings.
By the time I got back on deck, the sky was looking ominous. The speed of the change was ominous in itself and $45 suddenly didn’t seem like a lot of money. I raised the anchor and ran in to pick up one of the town moorings.
Just as I got settled, a very expensive looking 40 something boat came in and dropped their anchor in the spot that would be directly upwind when the storm now visibly building on the horizon arrived. There isn’t really any anchoring room in Cuttyhunk so, with proper scope, I would be very close to being inside their swinging circle even if they didn’t drag. I politely suggested this and the fellow thought, I’m sure,“(I’ve been cruising since before you were born., and said, “Don’t worry, I’m using all chain so I don’t need much scope.” Yup, that’s what I was afraid of. Time for me to say brightly, “Oh, no problem, I’ll just move to another mooring.” Which, I did.
The sky began to look like those SiFi movies where the mother ship is landing. (I did take some pictures but they didn’t begin to do it justice so I’m not posting them. Tough lighting.) The wind swung around 180 degrees and began blowing in cold blasts as the rain started. I was gratified to see the clueless boat raise anchor and go across the harbor to pick up one of the moorings.
It was all just a sky show. No strong winds or fireworks. There’s a lot of stuff out to the west on the radar though so I’ll be glad to spend my first night of this portion of the cruise on a snug mooring in a very quiet harbor.