Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Sunday, May 06, 2007
“Bring it on, Captain Woody”
Though Norfolk harbor is only 6 miles distant, we must pass through five lift bridges and draw bridges, and we do not know their schedules. We theorize they will certainly open ahead of the crane barge, so Geert radios the captain of the tug, the Captain Woody, to ask if we might tag along in his wake. “No problem,” he answers, “over and out.”
And so we bobble along in the prop wash of the tug, listening like gleeful children as we hear the tug radio each upcoming bridge requesting an opening. The last bridge master responds to the tug with what will become the anthem for our day, “Bring it on, Captain Woody!”
To journey through the Dismal Swamp is to take a trip back in time. The low drone of the diesel blends with the boat’s bubbling wake to create a hypnotic trance. In the early morning, swirls of mist curl beneath overhanging tree boughs as if rising from witch’s cauldrons just beneath the surface. As we passed, each of our crew perched on the deck in solitude and gazed at the symmetry of the canal that extended in perfect perspective into the horizon. A heron hop scotched ahead of us for a period as if our shepherd. Both your eyes and ears can play tricks on you. As I stared – Were those the ghostly voices of travelers past I heard floating through the trees?
Friday, May 04, 2007
Almost there - by Geert
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Riding a sailing boat is one of the things I like so much except one spot.I have to wake up so early :-)
Vsetci co sledujete moju vypravu na plachetnici odkazujem ze sa mam dobre .Plavime sa zo severnej Karoliny do Anapolisu.Sme 3 na lodi.Kapitan(holandan) sa plavi z Kuby a je na pol rocnej vyprave smerom do Washingtonu.Na ceste nam obcas robia spolocnost delfiny.
Predpokladany prijazd je asi az na buduci tyzden.
Not a Typical Monday
Tuesday morning we threw off the lines at 7:00am traveling east, north then east yet again up the Neuse, Pamlico, and Pungo rivers. Half a dozen dolphins followed us for a time – a harbinger for safe passage. We anchored in the reeds of Pungo Creek just past Belhaven Tuesday evening and the winds set in to howl through the night.
Wednesday proved a true “hump” day. Our challenge was to travel north and cross the Albemarle Sound with following winds before a North Easter blew in Wednesday night to put the wind on our nose. Geert and Michael hauled the anchor at 6:00am and for the next 13 hours we passed through canals, rivers, and sounds like clockwork arriving at our target destination, Elizabeth City, NC at 7:00pm. What a glorious day. We will sleep well. The Dismal Swamp awaits us!