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THE PERFECT DAY!

 

August 22, 2002, one of the best sails ever on the sloop “Recovery”. This was our last trip for the season!  What a day it turned out to be!  Crew for this cruise is Liz, Mick, and Ron.

 Liz and I arrived at Fairview Marina in Pasadena, MD with our family for the day just after 10:00 am.  Mick and Ron were already there and had the boat ready to go.  All we had to do was fit life jackets, warm up the Perkins diesel, do a few chores below and we would be off!

 The weather was calling for wind 10-15 mph out of the southeast.  From the looks of things back in our little cove they were right. There was plenty of wind out there. I cast a knowing glance at Mick---we were excited!

 We got out of the slip without incident, everyone settled down and got comfortable.  Three of the kids went forward with Mick and Ron.  The rest of us were aft in the cockpit.  As we motored out into Rock Creek and headed into the Patapsco River, one of the boys took the helm.  He was thrilled to be “driving” the boat. His job would be to hold us into the wind as we hoisted the mainsail.   I coached him on what he’d have to do. We motored out into the river going to the west towards the Key Bridge to avoid the rocks at the mouth of Rock Creek.  Small white caps were in the river, wind out of the southeast at least 10-12 mph.  Once we got some sea room, we prepared to hoist sail.  Our novice helmsman turned us into the wind and held us there like a pro while we got the mainsail up.  Then we fell off the wind and pulled out the jib.  I cut the diesel and we were sailing! The sense of power under sail is exhilarating!

 We tacked several times to get out of the river and then we set a course for the Craighill Light.  Fort Howard was on our port (left) side as we sailed out of the river. You could see the red brick Va. Hospital sitting in the woods at Fort Howard and the gleaming water tank.  It was a sparkling morning.   As we neared the mouth of the river we could see larger white caps out in the bay.  They were a wake up call that we had a real adventure awaiting us.  On our starboard (right) side we could see the bay bridge off in the distance.

 Some of the kids came back into the cockpit and others, after donning lifejackets, ventured out onto the fore deck.  We cautioned them; “Always keep one hand on the boat at all times!”  Several people went below for snacks and drinks, came back up and passed them around.  By this time the wind had kicked up a notch or two to around 15 mph.  We were heeling about 15 degrees, which is “Recovery’s” best sailing angle.  It became obvious to all aboard we were in for some serious sailing!  We encouraged everyone on the fore deck to disperse themselves evenly on the windward side of the deck to help keep the boat in balance.  We moved almost everyone in the cockpit to the windward side as well.  “Recovery” was well balanced, tracking easily and in her glory---clipping along at over six knots!  Waves were beginning to build to around 2-3 feet.  “Recovery” was slicing through them on her starboard quarter.  The kids and crew out on deck were getting wet from the spray from the waves as we crashed through them.

 Lunch time!  Wow we were smoking up the bay at over 6 knots, avoiding crab pots and it’s time to eat!  This ought to be a hoot! Try standing on a flat surface tilted at a 15 to 20 degree angle while it’s bouncing up and down and swerving to avoid hitting an object. And on top of that it’s below decks on a sailboat where it’s very easy to become seasick!   This was Liz’s assignment!  She was in charge of making (with help from some of our passengers) sandwiches for everyone.  I didn’t see what went on below because I was too busy handling the boat but she fed all of us in record time.  She’s a hero in my book!! 

 By this time we are well past the Craighill Light, Pooles Island is straight ahead.  The wind seems to be increasing Mick estimates we are moving at 8 knots, wind speed 18-20 mph. The sense of speed is exhilarating.  We are flying and crashing through waves. “It doesn’t get any better than this!” Mick says.

Our family has a doctor’s appointment in the city at 3 PM so we have to be back by 2:00pm.We all prepare for our tack. Mick stands ready to pull the jib (front sail) across as we tack so we don’t lose too much boat speed.  We bring the bow of the boat around through the wind, as the wind catches the mainsail the boom swings across, and the jib, with Mick’s help swings across also. Everything worked like clockwork!  We’re headed home! 

 Our trip back was just as exciting as our trip out into the bay.  The ride going back was a bit smoother on our port tack.  Once inside the mouth of the river things calmed done a lot so I let some of the kids steer for a while.

 As we approached the channel going into Rock Creek we prepare to take our sails down.  Our student helmsman steers the boat as we drop and furl the sails.  He did a great job holding the boat steady. 

 Back in our slip! What a perfect day on the bay!

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