SV Why Knot- No plan, no schedule, no destination.
The passing of my life mate has ended the cruise of Why Knot. Thanks to those that followed her voyages. It gave us wonderful memories and a heck of a life
Dreams in Works
Who: Bear (Jo) and Bligh (Howell) Cooper and Scurv
Port: Port Aransas, Texas
As It Happened
SailBlogs Friends
Our greatest challenge was to actually bring in the dock
lines at our home port and get going. Next came the actual
act of living aboard which is way different than weekending or
the occasional extended sail. This is life avoiding causing your
mate to drop stuff or run into bulkheads. This is having so much
stuff aboard that one has to inventory. This is life without land
transportation in strange places. This is meeting folks and hating
to say good bye, then looking forward to the time when courses cross
again, to the surprise of seeing them at some unexpected place.
14 October 2015
16 February 2015 | Port Aransas
18 December 2014
02 December 2014 | Port Aransas, Texas
01 November 2014
09 October 2014 | Port Aransas
28 September 2014 | City Marina, Port Aransas
04 September 2014 | Clear Lake, Texas
01 September 2014
24 August 2014
13 August 2014
09 August 2014 | Clear Lake Shores, Texas
01 August 2014
13 July 2014 | Clear Lake, Texas
29 June 2014 | Clear Lake/Canyon Lake
17 June 2014
15 June 2014 | Solomons, MD- same old slip- not moved
12 June 2014
04 June 2014
28 May 2014
The Plymouth of the Mayflower
15 August 2013
hcooper@gvtc.com
Plymouth, Mass
August 15, 2013
We left Salem this morning in a perfect weather situation. We sailed past Boston since we have been there before albeit twenty years ago. The idea was to get close to the Cape Cod Canal so that we can ride the tides through and make Woods Hole on Buzzard's Bay tomorrow.
We had a chance to sail today and enjoyed it. It has been some time since we have had the chance to take our time and simply sail. The destination was the harbor where the Mayflower landed a while ago. This is a complicated harbor with extremely shallow, narrow curving channels about two miles into the natural protection. It is no wonder the Mayflower chose this place but I am guessing they ran aground a number of times. We took a mooring in the outer harbor and chose to refrain from going ashore since we have been here before.
August 15, 2013
We left Salem this morning in a perfect weather situation. We sailed past Boston since we have been there before albeit twenty years ago. The idea was to get close to the Cape Cod Canal so that we can ride the tides through and make Woods Hole on Buzzard's Bay tomorrow.
We had a chance to sail today and enjoyed it. It has been some time since we have had the chance to take our time and simply sail. The destination was the harbor where the Mayflower landed a while ago. This is a complicated harbor with extremely shallow, narrow curving channels about two miles into the natural protection. It is no wonder the Mayflower chose this place but I am guessing they ran aground a number of times. We took a mooring in the outer harbor and chose to refrain from going ashore since we have been here before.
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| Vessel Name: | Why Knot |
| Vessel Make/Model: | Beneteau 411 #24 built in Marion, SC |
| Hailing Port: | Port Aransas, Texas |
| Crew: | Bear (Jo) and Bligh (Howell) Cooper and Scurv |
| About: | |
| Extra: | Scurv (ABSD= able bodied sea dog) signed on in October 2012. Scurv is a toy Schnauzer |
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Dreams in Works
Who: Bear (Jo) and Bligh (Howell) Cooper and Scurv
Port: Port Aransas, Texas
As It Happened
SailBlogs Friends
Our greatest challenge was to actually bring in the dock
lines at our home port and get going. Next came the actual
act of living aboard which is way different than weekending or
the occasional extended sail. This is life avoiding causing your
mate to drop stuff or run into bulkheads. This is having so much
stuff aboard that one has to inventory. This is life without land
transportation in strange places. This is meeting folks and hating
to say good bye, then looking forward to the time when courses cross
again, to the surprise of seeing them at some unexpected place.