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Day 51 - Portsmouth, VA
05/21/2012, North Landing, Portsmouth, VA

Mon 21 May 2012
Tied to Free Dock at North Landing, Portsmouth, VA

[photo: The Lightship Portsmouth, retired and berthed in Portsmoth, VA.]

It rained during the night, but all the hatches were closed since it was a bit chilly. We got up fairly early for a 0620 departure. The current in the cut was northerly (in our favor), but not due to lunar tides; the strong N wind had blown much water south, and when the wind stopped, the water started flowing back.

As our new friend, Ed, described, there would be a sequence of restricted bridge openings on our route to Portsmouth, and you had to hit the first one on the half hour, fairly early in the day. Since some opened on the full and half hours, and some just on the hour, a boat capable of making 6+ mph can do it with proper timing. We had 30 miles to run to the first bridge, so we assumed we could easily make it in 5 hours. When we got going, we realized the current boost could let us make it in the 4 hours and 10 minutes we had, so we tried for that.

I ran the engine at a higher power setting than we had been doing for most of the cruise, and the temperature stayed at the optimal setting with the higher capacity cooling pump. We had one snag where a railroad bridge which is normally open (expect for passing trains), was stuck in the down position, blocking all but rowboats and kayaks from passing. Our "flotilla of about 8 boats kept station or circled until they fixed it. It was only a half hour delay, thankfully, and the adjacent road traffic bridge opened immediately after the RR bridge did to accommodate us.

As an aside, as the flotilla cleared the bridge before the stuck RR bridge, there was an announcement on Channel 13 regarding a RR bridge stuck in the closed position. To be frank, my ears aren't quite tuned to the dialect and accent of the speaker, so I had no idea what bridge was affected. When I hailed on that channel for a repeat of the bridge location, a nasty voice informed me that "He done told you three times already! It's the number 7 bridge!" I elected not to reply, but I would have liked to say that not everyone can understand the speaker, and just as importantly, no pleasure craft transiting the waterway has any idea what the "number 7 bridge" is. All we have are names that appear in our cruising guides, and those change frequently, too.

During the long run (49.5 miles in 8 hours), Diane was helpful whenever needed, but spent a good bit of time pulling apart the bedding and mattress from the V-berth to get it dried out. Maybe we just need a major overhaul of our hatches and ports, but the terrible pounding we took for 4 hours in the Albemarle Sound, with the bow being buried under water countless times, let enough water in that the berth was too damp to ignore it. It is one thing to sleep on a damp berth, but letting the moisture sit there will invite mold and mildew.

After we docked, and part way through our celebratory beverage, Diane wisely decided that the boat needed to be put back in order before we got too relaxed. After struggling with the difficulty of putting sheets and covers on the mattress, she (half-jokingly?) said in frustration that she would be flying home. I pointed out that we had not brought her broomstick along; I hope to survive the night.

This seems like a good spot, and some other cruisers and a few locals who stopped to say hello, agree with us. We got off the boat about 1600 and secured a map in the nearby Visitor Center. The ferry that goes across the river to Norfolk leaves from this location, so that will be easy. While off the boat, we stretched our legs with a short stroll through just a portion of the "Olde Towne." It was clean and nice, although we came 12 inches away from being hit by a car making a left turn while we had the crossing signal. We (Duane) were tempted to stop at Das Bier Garten restaurant for some Wurst und Bier as an appetizer, but we (Diane) declined.

Many cruisers, including some locals we chatted with today, recommend a restaurant called Lobscouser, just a few blocks away. The prices look great, especially the early bird dinners. We will try that tomorrow.

Our opinions differ on our location for the evening (and probably tomorrow, too), but Duane thinks the docks are sturdy and fine. The location is right in the heart of the Olde Towne, which is the part we hear is worth seeing, and for a night or two, it is free. We will hear the whistle blast of the ferry until its last run near 2130.

Dinner was our yummy leftover clam sauce over linguini and fresh broccoli. We intend to explore ashore more tomorrow with the bicycles.

05/22/2012 | Sue and Matt
Duane, we are following in your wave more than I would like. This morning, while getting the anchor situated in its holding spot, I used poor body mechanics. I knew immediately that this was not good. Now experiencing slight pain and stiffness in neck and low back ( this is the same area that you had the baclk problems). Already started giving myself treatments so that tomorrow, I will be as good as new.
05/22/2012 | Duane Ising
Sorry to hear that! Let's hope yours improves faster than mine. It is much better, but still no where near 100%.
05/22/2012 | kate curley
Hi Diane and Wayne - Ed and I are back in Jerz and just missed you in Portsmouth--we visited friends in Hampton enroute to the Lewes Cape May ferry for our final leg home. Your blog has been wonderful and you are quite the writer, Wayne. Went to Jazzercise this a.m. first time back--great. You are getting closer and hope we can get together. Missing FL sunshine and warmth...how do you do it??? Kate
05/22/2012 | Marilyn Jorgensen
So, have you been keeping records on how much fresh broccoli you are eating??? Is this a new aphrodisiac or does it just keep the head happy? hee hee Happy head, happy crew!
Day 50 - Coinjock, NC
05/20/2012, Docked at Coinjock Marina, NC

Sun 20 May 2012
Docked at Coinjock Marina, NC

[photo: Duane at the helm during the nasty crossing.]

The evening was an early one; Diane suggested that Duane go to the TV room ashore around 2030 and he almost fell asleep there. Otherwise, it was a good night's sleep and then up at 0500 to check weather. Four different sources had similar forecasts, but surprisingly wide variations of wind speed and wave heights. We chose to go, as did most of the boats at the marina.

Our passage across the Albemarle Sound can be described as horribly frustrating. It wasn't that it was unsafe, and the discomfort was not really all that bad. What made it horrible was the spacing and steepness of the waves (no more than 4 feet or so, by my reckoning). The bow would pitch up on a big wave, then plunge down just as the next wave would hit and bury the bow. We had green water sluicing over the deck frequently.

Early on, the repeated force on the anchor was so bad that the lanyard parted (broke) and only the chain was holding the anchor in place. Normally, that would be OK, but with the windlass malfunctioning, the chain was not as taught as I usually keep it, so the anchor was hanging half off the bow roller. I crawled forward on my knees with a new line to lash it down, while Diane took the helm. Yes, the bow did crash down into the waves while I was up there, and yes, I did get water inside my foulie jacket and bibs.

Still getting to the frustrating part - with the wind blowing almost 20 knots on the nose with no sail power, the poor engine is barely giving 4.5 knots of speed in the smaller waves. Once the frequent big wave trains hit (usually three big waves in a row), the speed would drop to 2 knots. It would take a while to get back close to 4 knots and then you would be slowed again. At that rate, it was over 4 hours to cross.

Out of the Blue radioed that they were trying a tactic of putting out as much headsail as they thought appropriate and bearing off the wind so they could motor-sail at 6-7 knots. You are no longer sailing towards your destination, however, so the increase in speed has to make up for the zig-zag route. It did not, really, but what it did in this case was to bring us closer to shore faster where the waves were smaller. Additionally, the sail kept the boat heeled and drawing through the waves much better, and finally, the angle of the bow to the waves was much better.

After close to 5 hours of travel, we were out of the bad waves completely, but still had strong winds from ahead plus occasional rain, and often poor visibility. Diane came up to assist at the helm and with the sails. She wasn't exactly comfortable, but there was no sense in both of us being damp and chilled. I should also mention that it was good that the bypass cooling pump was upgraded; the engine was run at a higher power setting today to try to get across the sound quicker and there was no hint of any overheating.

Near 1330, we got to the Coinjock Marina after a 42 mile run. In this weather and feeling the way we did, we ponied up for yet another marina stay. The only downside to the berthing arrangement is that the current forced us to dock with the cockpit, rather than the bow, facing the wind and rain. We will not have any real shelter topside, but that's manageable by just staying below.

The marina is just one long (1,200 feet) dock, but the showers are pretty good and the laundry is fine. The water here looks and tastes fine, so we topped off our tanks. The cockpit was laughably dirty (where does all this dirt come from?), so that got a good washing, too. The rest of the boat got rinsed very well and after the permeating salt spray, so that part was welcome.

We dined at the marina restaurant with Ed and Jane from Out of the Blue and had some food that was close to very good. If the fish had been cooked a little less and the potato wasn't cold, it would have been a very good meal.

The plan is to make 50 miles tomorrow through numerous bridges and one lock to anchor in Portsmouth, VA.

Day 49 - Last Day at Alligator River
05/20/2012, Docked at Alligator River Marina, NC

Sat 19 May 2012
Docked at Alligator River Marina, NC

The day dawned in muted light as there is still a thin overcast cloud layer. The refrigerator did not keep me awake with its "short cycling" and I can only hope that problem is behind us. Despite very little direct sun, our solar panels have been almost keeping up with the demand, so our deficit after almost 48 hours with no engine-alternator charging is just 50 Amp-hours. The weather looks like it is moderating enough that we will leave tomorrow morning to cross the sound, so sun or not, we will have the engine-alternator to charge us back up.

I started to take a bag of trash to the dumpster and then go to the office to pay for another night, when I saw Ed from Out of the Blue heading over to Manatee with the bosun's chair. I offered to assist, and with no self-tailing winches at the mast, it took us all to get Ken safely up the mast to put the new VHF antenna on. It is a long story with many twists, owing to the difficulties presented, but we were finally successful. The total elapsed time was 3 hours, since we had to wait for my battery-powered drill to charge in order to drill a new hole in the mast.

Diane had Clyde ashore again and he had his short romp. It is a lazy day, otherwise. I should be polishing some stainless steel (many friends tell me that it customarily the Admiral's duty, but I guess Diane never got that memo), but it is nice to just relax for a change. That reminds me an exchange between friends: "whatcha doin?" "nothin' " "I thought you did nothin' yesterday." "Yeah, but I didn't finish."

It was an exciting afternoon, but I missed the really exciting part. A number of boats came in very close together and there (apparently) were some close calls with near collisions. Towards the middle of the afternoon, I looked over at the fuel dock and saw a large hunter sailboat named Aurora and realized that had to be Dennis and Shirla from our home town of Punta Gorda; we have been following their blog since they started on their cruise N (with no particular destination). Mind you, we had never met them, but mutual friends, John and Marilyn, got us connected via email. Anyway, when I arrived there to say hi and see if they needed any help, there was quite a bit of splattered blood all over the cockpit and aft deck areas; Shirla had a hatch slam onto her head and head wound bleed profusely. It turned out she was fine after later examination by Dennis.

I offered to jump on board to help them get into the slip, but Dennis did a masterful job and there were no exciting moments, except for a small runabout that was having trouble staying out of the way of the large boats. With Shirla nursing her wound with a bag of frozen peas, we quickly made our "hellos" and agreed for them to join our ever-growing docktail group at 1700. When I mentioned that we would have to split into two boats, they generously offered their large cockpit. At the appointed hour, 11 people were in their cockpit (without crowding) and enjoyed very interesting and varied discussions. Dennis even made Dark n' Stormies for several of us!

Dinner aboard Diva Di was while clam sauce (canned clams, of course) over pasta with fresh steamed broccoli. Yum!

[Posting early Sun morning, Weather forecasts and current conditions seem to allow us to move today. The first 3 hours will likely be the hard part.]

05/20/2012 | Larry
hi Duane and Diane, and Clyde. It's great reading your adventures to date. It IS a bit difficult following your route, though, and it makes me wish the blog host offered a googlemaps click to find where you are. I would like to know more about just how you're getting from Alligator up to the Chesapeake. How far north are you going???
Cheers.
05/20/2012 | Duane Ising
Hi, Larry. I guess googling the town names will have to suffice for now. As for our destination, we hope to get to Penobscot Bay in Maine, but only time will tell how that will work out.
Day 48 - Alligator River, NC
05/18/2012, Docked at Alligator River Marina, NC

Fri 18 May 2012
Docked at Alligator River Marina, NC

[photo: We have a new foot warmer in our V-berth. Clyde has decided he likes it there now.]

Even though it was blowing hard all night, and we don't have great wind protection, the lack of wave action made it a restful night. Duane was up just before 0500 and used the time to look at options for the next few days of travel, whenever they may occur. The winds are pretty strong from the wrong direction for crossing the Albemarle Sound. Being "stuck" here is not so bad. The marina is a gas station/convenience store/grill restaurant in the middle of nowhere, but the docks are sturdy and the bath house/shower/laundry facilities are decent enough.

There are two other sailboats here and we met them at the counter when we were picking up a few items and they were finishing breakfast. They are very nice and we have plans for cocktails at 1700 and then dinner at the grill. Supposedly, the food is good.

The morning boat chores were to clean the fridge and find the source of the nasty odor. It turned out to be spillage in several of the plastic baskets that Diane uses to keep things easy to find and well-stowed. With that done, she got laundry started and we got a bag of ice for the refrigerator. Here is where another "issue" has returned: the refrigerator compressor/fan started "short cycling" just the other day. It usually happens only when the evaporator coil is covered in frost, but there is no frost this time. The compressor and/or fan come on for minute, and then shut off, and then within 3 seconds the cycle starts all over. I need to contact the manufacturer to see what this might mean. In the meantime, a cheap bag of ice is allowing the compressor to stay off for a while.

Clyde got some "shore leave" on the large expanse of close-mowed grass. He actually seemed to enjoy it, although it coincided with a break in the cloud cover, so he wasn't thrilled about the bright sun.

I had been postponing the change-out of the existing 500 gph bypass cooling pump with the 800 gph unit due to the contortions needed and in consideration of my sore back. Today was the day, however, and within a half hour it was done. We will see if it helps the next time I need to push the engine beyond a "low cruise" power setting.

Next, was some trouble-shooting of the occasionally recurring refrigeration problem. I checked the voltages at various points from the battery, through the circuit breaker, through the switch, to the compressor itself, and found more voltage drop then I thought acceptable. I then cleaned every connection and retested and there was a significant improvement. With a bag of ice in the box, however, it won't be a good test to see if the short-cycling is fixed.

A nice hot shower ashore followed, and then we had the other two sailboat crews over for cocktails and snacks. It was a very enjoyable conversation, although half was dedicated to the weather forecasts and the strategy for timing the numerous bridges on restricted schedules in the lower part of Virginia.

Owing to the schedule of the grill, we broke up the party at 1740 to go order supper. Some of the food was remarkably good for the price and location, and some was just OK, but dining with the group and meeting two other boat crews in the "dining room" were enjoyable experiences. We had our second dessert treat of the cruise with some butter pecan ice cream as we strolled back to the boat. The chilly N winds made us wonder, however, why we ordered ice cream.

We have decided to stay another day since the winds are likely to be no better tomorrow than today. We plan to leave Sun morning to head for the Coinjock Marina (no good anchorages that we could see), and then on to Portsmouth (adjacent to Norfolk), where we hope to get space on the free dock/wall and spend a full day or more there.

The best news was saved for last; Diane had a brief bout of disorientation a few days ago before getting out of bed, and since it passed quickly we were not too alarmed. When she went to read her book later, she noticed she could see well enough with just her normal eyeglasses that she did not need the large magnifying glass she had needed since the stroke. We were both elated at the news, but she wanted to see if she could read a newspaper, as that was her biggest challenge. With the paper delivered today, Diane found she could read it pretty well. So, it seems official that her brain has done another "rewiring" to bring her lost visual acuity closer to normal. We feel very blessed and thankful for that improvement.

05/18/2012 | Dick Carl
Hello to you both, We have been enjoying your adventures, isn't boating great. As for your new route across Currituck sound. Strongly suggest that you find someone at whichever marina in Coinjock you choose that has recent local knowledge of the route. Shoaling is a constant problem and ever changing. Watch your markers closely both in front of you and behind you. Straying out of the channel is not an option. I speak from embarrassing experience. You are almost there. Mile Marker 1 is in downtown Norfolk. Bypassing the Dismal Swamp was probably a wise decision. Dick
05/19/2012 | Duane Ising
Thanks, Dick. We have a seasoned ICW cruiser stuck here with us and we will be in their company until after Norfolk. He explained the same thing.

Glad you are following along; brings back memories of your many ICW cruises, huh?
05/19/2012 | Bill
A free dock (wall) in Portsmouth? Good anchorage in front of Naval Hospital, don't know about a dinghy dock. Portsmouth is a cute little town. Norfolk, don't bother, IMHO.
Bill
05/19/2012 | vern
Hi,DD&C, Rose and I want to say how glad we are to hear the great news about Diane.Be safe and take care of that cat:>),Vern
05/19/2012 | Duane Ising
Thanks for the comments about Diane; we are happy.

As for Norfolk, we might want to ferry over to check out the battleship Wisconsin.
05/19/2012 | Marilyn Jorgensen
So glad you are doing so well and that Diane's vision is returning and normalizing. I see that the Cesari's are next to you. I tried to comment to them on their blog, but was unsuccessful. Please tell them hello. Your two boats can exchange many stories!!!! Take care and watch out for the twirly! John and Marilyn
Weather and Plans
05/18/2012

Quick post re: weather and plans -

It is blowing hard out of the N and forecast to be NNE for a few days, moderating to 15 mph tomorrow (Sat). We will hold here another day. Researching the Great Dismal Swamp route via Elizabeth City, I see very recent reports of 5-5.5 feet water depths and many encounters with submerged logs. I am not keen on damage to the rudder and dread the thought of seeing less than 6 feet in depth dozens of times, so we will skip that route and go through Coinjock.

Having said that, so far it doesn't look like there is anything at all interesting between Oriental and the Chesapeake, nor is there a good selection of anchorages spaced out for two good runs. It looks like we might have to run 58 miles the next day we travel, followed by about 25 miles. I invite others to correct me with your knowledge and experiences.

05/18/2012 | Tom Soko
Wow! What a difference 700 miles makes. The NE forecast for this weekend is for sunny, warm, and gentle winds. Hope your back is feeling better. -Tom
Day 47 - Alligator River, NC
05/17/2012, Docked at Alligator River Marina, NC

Thu 17 May 2012
Docked at Alligator River Marina, NC

We had a light rain shower during the night, but we didn't even need to close the hatch over our berth since the rain was not blowing in very much at all. It was otherwise a very quiet and restful night and we were very thankful that we had not received any of the major storms with damaging hail that must have hit just to the south of us.

With an early bedtime, Duane was up before 0500 and discovered that this was the first place in a while where mosquitos were pretty numerous. I wound up closing up the boat again as soon as Clyde had his brief topside time.
Diane was up early and we cast off in dead-still air at 0640, knowing we planned a long day. We had no wind to sail for most of the trip, and while the Pungo River was pretty enough, the Pungo-Alligator canal is one long, ugly and boring stretch (almost 4 hours for us).

We kept hearing what sounded like thunder, but we knew it didn't quite sound right. Sure enough, as we got farther along, we could see (and definitely hear) two F-15s doing high-G turns in a race-track like pattern. I have no idea what the goal of the exercise was, but they were fun to watch with all the moisture condensing in the wing vortices as they pulled Gs in the tight turns. When they egressed the pattern, they flew right over us (deliberate?) at about 1,000 feet of altitude and the roar was still almost deafening. It still wasn't as good a show as my friend, Dan, gave us with his RV-7.

Exiting the canal into the Alligator River, we could see heavy rain right up ahead. We prepped the boat by bringing everything below and Duane donning the foul weather gear. I must admit that I don't remember ever before being in zero visibility conditions in a narrow channel; it is not a comforting feeling. If the GPS and charts are accurate, and the GPS keeps working, you can safely navigate in a soft-bottom channel like we were doing. The problem was that even with our navigation and steaming lights on, no one could see us, and we could not see anyone else (radar-equipped boats excepted).

Slowing down is one prudent action, and we did, but you can only slow so far before you can't steer safely. The zero-vis condition lasted only 15 long minutes, and then about 20 minutes later a large cruiser (maybe 60 feet long) passed us going the other way in poor, but not zero, visibility.

Duane's smartphone would not get a signal, so we could not check weather radar, but our eyes could discern the dark clouds and those with shafts of rain beneath them, not to mention sections of the coastline where you saw nothing, meaning it was a very heavy rain. Knowing the surface wind direction, we could try to forecast if something was likely to hit us, or miss us ahead or astern.

We were wrong once by just a small margin and endured another 3-minute squall, which was just the edge of it. Our last heading had us in a direction where we could put out about 40% of the headsail and sheet it in tight. Just that little bit of sail helped us go from 4.7 to 5.7 knots in the short, steep waves, which allowed us to get north before the last big cell slid just below us.

We got to the Alligator River swing bridge and requested an opening. The bridge tender was very kind and polite, and said he would stop traffic when we got within a half mile or so. I hailed him when we had to turn almost straight into the wind and waves and said we were only doing 4 knots, so not to open too soon. He appreciated the info, but he still opened too soon and that traffic had to wait for another 3 minutes before we even got to the bridge.

Despite being well over budget in marina fees, the weather (20 knots NE) this afternoon and the forecast for the next few days (20-30 knots N and NE) means we might be at the Alligator River marina at least 2 nights. It is just senseless to pound into steep, nasty waves across the Albermarle Sound in those conditions.

As of 1900, we have finished the delicious leftover chicken Marsala and fresh broccoli and met another pair of storm-weary sailors that just pulled in after a trying day. The facilities here are interesting; the office is the Shell gas station on the other side of the slips, and there is a mobile-type home that houses a large TV room and 3-4 shower/bathrooms (haven't quite got the count right). The showers were clean and large and there was plenty of hot water. It took a while to get the Dish TV figured out since all it takes is the last person to mess up the remote control and you are out of luck. We will report again later, but so far it seems like a decent place and the BoatUs discount rate is pretty good.

We will close for now and pick it up again tomorrow.

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