Southern New England Cruise
02 July 2015 | Newport, Rhode Island
Some woffle from a few days on our Ocean Cruising Club cruise.
SUNDAY
A glassy flat calm here in Edgartown this morning. The town is maybe the capital of Martha's Vineyard, a bustling tourist town of 2,500 year round residents swelling to ten times that number in summer.
The real weather is putting up a good fight against the dismal forecast and right now, blue skies are winning.
Meanwhile, whoosh...... there goes another one. Another Osprey, this time clutching a freshly caught fish on its claw.
It lands 100 yards away on its penthouse erie at the edge of the sandy beach on Chapaquidick, off Martha's Vineyard. We can watch mum feeding the chick through the binoculars. When you come from an are where Ospreys are protected and few and far between it seems odd to watch the fly around, common as seagulls back home. It it were Oban they'd be swooping down to grab a fish supper.
Annie and Fred, OCC members living in Edgartwon hosted a stunning BBQ for all us cruisers including a performance by acapela group the Vineyard Sound. Check it out on YouTube. (did you know that in bygone days pirates used to sing aaarcapela?)
MONDAY
Monday was the big day. Our passage from Marthas to Marion via the notorious, tide ripped and rock strewn passage through Woods Hole in the Elizabeth Islands. We were told td theres one guy who mKes his living solely from pulling people and wrecks off the rocks. 😟
Off we boldly set in making good time in sun and 20 knots only to find the notorious passage 2 or 3 times wider than Cuin Sound. Now that's a scary passage.
Later...... (Monday evening, Beverley Yacht Club, Marion MA)
We felt we couldn't be in the home of the movie, Jaws and not go and see the 40th anniversary showing. It's worn well and every single one of us jumped out our skins at all the right moments.
Martha's Vineyard is very nice but we tore ourselves away at 11:00 for a quick passage via Woods Hole bound for Marion arriving late this afternoon.
We are now sat in the swanky yacht club awaiting the arrival of my creme brûlée.