And Now We Wait
10 October 2013 | Atlantic Highlands, New Jersey
When Monday afternoon's storm passed Croton Point, it did so in a matter of just a few minutes, with no significant effects until later when we were treated to a rainbow directly off Grace's stern and the sunset pictured above western side of the Hudson River.
Shortly after 9 AM Tuesday we brought up a very muddy chain and anchor (hence the terrific holding), and deployed them a short while later when the engine temperature began climbing; Kevin verified the water intake flow at the through-hull, cleaned out some zebra mussel shells which had made their way to the raw water filter and we were on our way in just a matter of a few minutes. A tail wind assisted us in motor-sailing with the genoa, until we got near West 79th Street Boat Basin, where we picked up the mooring ball behind s/v Turquoise Serenity for 35 minutes while Kevin confirmed that the reason we were continuing to see the engine temperature creep up was from zebra mussels restricting flow in the intake; a long handled screw driver did the trick; and for good measure he confirmed that the pump impeller was still in good shape before we cast off the mooring lines in a now favorable 2-knot current. We continued on, pulling in to check out the anchorage behind the "Lady", and finding the available room not to our comfort, we chose to anchor around 6:00 PM as the only anchored boat behind Coney Island; as it was our first time in there, at low tide we were intrigued enough to research and confirm that one of the many remains we were looking at was indeed a sunken yellow submarine, "Quester". Two glasses of wine were the perfect accompaniment to that evening's sunset, which included an awesome vibrant color transition before finally giving up to the night sky which was illuminated by our compete view of the Verrazano Narrows Bridge.
Yesterday's passage of two hours brought us to the anchorage near Atlantic Highlands, New Jersey. Immediately after exiting the channel from the Coney Island anchorage, it appeared the genoa would stay full with the less than 5-knots of wind abeam of us; as soon as Kevin unfurled the sail and trimmed the sheets, the wind died and the sail fluttered only briefly before filling in for a rousing motor-sail across New York Harbor; at a fairly consistent speed of about 7-knots Grace glided along the ever-increasing wave heights. We could see the offshore waves beginning to break as we approached Sandy Hook and furled the sail once we were behind the "Hook", at which point the wind speed was over 20-knots; what fabulous timing that passage was! Our friend and fellow sailor, John Deckert, who lives locally, drove to the bridge overlooking us to check on us immediately after we anchored; unfortunately, the east wind made for too much chop to take a dinghy ride for a visit with him on shore. Thanks for checking on us, John; hopefully we will see you in person soon!
During these passages we have seen geese, ducks, herons, and four swans, as well as the wonderful sights of the Big Apple; if we get wifi, I have taken so many photos I hope to get posted.