Leaving Jersey City, NJ we had just enough wind to fly the cruising spinnaker. That allowed us to match the pace of the ebb current, so we sat there just south of the George Washington Bridge for an hour. Neither of us want to have our trips being about "getting there," That is why we named the boat "Be Here Now." We started to realize that it might be kind-a nice to get there and cranked up the iron sail.

Unfortunately, the First Mate, being pregnant, was not feeling great. We were motoring, which we both hate, there was just enough following wind to match out boat speed, which made the air on the boat still... with the occasional gust to blow our diesel exhaust across the boat. Temperatures were in the high eighties.

We anchored in the shallows at the edge of the river. This was very nice and much cooler than a marina or sea-wall. We were well out of the channel and spent some time identifying the barges by their lights. We ate chicken which had been marinating, and which Bob cooked on the grill hung off the pushpit. We all slept soundly in the cool, dark air.