We didn't go sailing Saturday because we were visiting friends in Richmond and getting fitted for golf club - Meredith even bought a wide-brimmed visor from the pro shop. We live in a condo, have an old dog, an old boat and new golf clubs - at this rate white Velcro tennis shoes, hip replacements and early bird dinner specials don't seem too far away.
It rained most of Sunday morning heading back to DC but we were determined to get a sail in since we will be out of town this upcoming weekend and over the 4th. We scooped up our friends Adam and Andrea at their place in Old Town and booked it out to a hot, humid, overcast and not very windy Chalk Point. I had to finagle with one of the battery cables because one of the terminals had become detached. After that quick fix, we were on our way. The wind kept picking up the closer we got to the Bay until Meredith thought we should put a reef in the main since we hadn't been out on a windy day with our larger jib. On a side note, the spot we ran aground
the other week - despite our charts saying we were in 11 feet of water - now has a marker.
Having friends out on the boat is always nice, but it's even nicer when they jump in to help out. Meredith made a round of drinks before assuming her favorite position on the starboard lazarette and Adam took the helm while I raised the main. This has become a rather wet job, practically requiring foul weather gear, as collected rainwater falls into the cockpit. I need to check if our cover has a hole or just needs a good coat of Scotch Gard.
The hot, humid, windless conditions at the slip were gone and we were cruising along over 6 knots on a pleasant, sunny afternoon. Once we were in the Bay, we shook out the reef and picked up a little more speed. We had a nice beam reach through the main shipping channel and almost to the Eastern Shore before gybing back. It was great being able to sit back and relax for a bit while someone else was at the helm. We even debating calling in sick on Monday so we could sail straight to St. Michaels. I'm sure the sunburns wouldn't have raised any questions.
The sail back was just as nice and we didn't crank the engine until we were at the bend in the West River just above Galesville.
Once at the dock, the ever difficult task of finding dinner began. Big Mary's was deserted. Pirate's Cove was locking up. So we stopped by Brickhouse in Shady Side per Bob and Sandy's recommendation before driving back to DC. It was a pretty great way to get ready for the week.