Tide erases plans written in sand

Looking across the Sassafras from our anchorage

Looking across the Sassafras from our anchorage

 

Need I say more?  As we peered into the weather or not crystal ball, Monday’s event was to give way to a one day break before a coastal low would sneak in Tuesday evening and hang around long enough to mess up our sail repair plans for St Michaels. Annapolis remained in play and Russ found a great place to anchor near a park with dinghy access.

Once the fog cleared enough on Sunday we bid farewell to the Sassafras and hung a left (that’s south for you precise nautical minded folk) down the Bay, our Baybeard in full display above the waterline. Alas, no sailing as the NE winds couldn’t muster more than 8kts but we had a favorable current (have you noticed our good luck in this regard?)

Our destination today was Bodkin Creek on the opposite (western shore) where we’d have protection from SE to N winds, great cell service (so I can catch up on these posts), no fetch whatsoever and pleasant surroundings. Only one other cruising boat was nearby. For the past two days we’ve been underway with one of the front panels rolled up; an extremely rare occurrence outside of the Bahamas. Thanks to this heat wave and barely breezy we enjoyed the fresh air and an improved view.

We greatly enjoyed happy hour on the bow as the heat wave continued

We greatly enjoyed happy hour on the bow as the heat wave continued

The trip of 32 nm (roughly 37 land miles) took five hours and if we didn’t have to dodge crab pots we might have dozed off J.  The creek is lined with attractive homes most with small docks or lifts for their boats, and plenty of trees to keep that natural look. Monday’s event was, for us, mostly hype and little action- thankfully. Plenty of rain and the temp dropped from 73 to 64 in five minutes. Tornado warnings in the vicinity made my stomach churn but we had only a few gusts to 25; they felt like gentle nudges.

Decisions, Decisions

Sunrise at Breakwater Harbor

Sunrise at Breakwater Harbor

Where and when to get the sail repaired, how to manage the current up the river, where to spend time in the Chesapeake; with luck things would fall into place, with bad luck the weather would turn. I am the half-empty glass girl I suppose.

When these important strips popped off, the sail began to slide down

When these important strips popped off, the sail began to slide down

A couple of calls produced possible credible sail makers near St Michaels or Annapolis. The Annapolis Sailboat Show Oct 10-14 would make the area in and around Annapolis very busy and we weren’t sure where we’d find space. The powerboat show was this weekend and the place becomes one massive nautical fun and grog fest until both shows are over. We’d try for a weekday arrival and figure out how to get the sail to shore. Fickle weather goddesses could ruin our sand written plans at any time.

Friday was a short, 5 hour day. Pulled over toward a wide cove rather than fight the current. Indian summer weather is upon us (but can you say Indian Summer now? Sorry, but Native American Summer does NOT work). Morning fog and haziness kept the day’s high temp to 80 vs the 84 degrees forecast. Guess I could have left those cold weather meals behind 🙂 Saturday saw us spend 3 more hours up the Delaware, the current sweeping us along well enough to hit 7kts on one engine at 2400 rpm. The few tankers heading south were huge, but they keep in the channel and the rest of us stay outside it.

This dredge just scoops. Water is apprx 30ft there- "sand waves" according to our charts

This dredge just scoops. Water is apprx 30ft there- “sand waves” according to our charts

Around noon we entered the 14-mile long C&D Canal, a godsend for all boat traffic wanting or needing a northern route between Chesapeake Bay and the Delaware River. Wide enough for freighters, barges, pleasure boats and PWC (especially active on weekends) the canal is banked by hefty riprap (large stones) and spanned by six bridges all with oodles of clearance. Once a dream of cartographer Augustine Hermann who mapped the area in the 17th century, the canal idea popped up again in the 18th century, but not until the dawn of 1800 was the lobbying, interest and funds sufficient to get the lengthy process started. Benjamin Franklin’s efforts helped form the C&D Canal Company which began digging, only to fizzle out for lack of money.

In 1822, Delaware, Maryland and Pennsylvania raised enough money and along with Federal funds and stock subscriptions, the $2 million price tag was met; let the digging begin. More than 2,600 men hacked away with shovels and pickaxes for seven years. Can you picture the effort, the generally lousy working conditions and poor food quality? The canal opened to ship traffic in 1829; it was 10 ft deep and 66 ft wide. In 1919 the U.S. government bought the canal and made it part of the Intracoastal Waterway. Locks were removed and the canal was widened to 90 ft. Several expansions later the canal is presently at least 35 feet deep and 400 ft wide.

Heading west through the C&D

Heading west through the C&D

Canal-side dining at Chesapeake City

Canal-side dining at Chesapeake City

Winery on Elk Neck- note the vines on the left

Winery on Elk Neck- note the vines on the left

In 2010 we took this route and pretty much zoomed down the Chesapeake after spending a few nights at Delaware City Marina. This time, with our early schedule we plan to spend time exploring some of the many lovely creeks and towns along the shores of the Bay.