9/15/14, Monday
We continued down the coast of NJ on a beautiful calm day. We were able to sail a little, but the wind, from behind, didn’t add much. So we motor sailed. One more time, Chuck adjusted the engine belt, while we continued sailing along.
We continued down the coast of NJ on a beautiful calm day. We were able to sail a little, but the wind, from behind, didn’t add much. So we motor sailed. One more time, Chuck adjusted the engine belt, while we continued sailing along.
For our night stay, we entered
Little Egg Inlet. Earlier, as we looked for the entrance buoys on the chart, we
had noticed a note: “Navigational aids not shown due to continually shifting
sand shoals.” We got lost and grounded
many times. We were looking for an anchorage between Seven Island and Fish
Island, but it was no longer a clear path, and one or both of the islands might
have been gone, as a result of the severe storms of the past few years. It was
hard to tell what was what without a working chart plotter, and no one was
around to ask except for 2 kayakers, who were too far away. It was getting
dark, so finally we just “Columbus’d” a protected spot on the side of a little
used channel, and spent the night. After we anchored, we realized that we had a
very distant and colorful view of Atlantic City.
Atlantic City, in the distance
9/16/14, Tuesday
We woke up to a grey and drizzly morning in our beautiful, secluded non-anchorage, the first of many times in which we felt that we had almost the whole world to ourselves. This is an unspoiled and unsigned place. (Did I mention no navigational aids shown on the chart?) We were the only anchored boat, and the only traffic we saw was 3 small fishing boats going out and coming back in. We were nestled between one island with an abandoned house and a water tower, and another shore with marshes, a house with a cupola, and some bird nest stands. We knew it would be light rain today and decided to have a layover day in this gorgeous little spot, where we are the only people in the world, except for 3 small powerboats, 2 kayakers, and Atlantic City, far in the distance.
We woke up to a grey and drizzly morning in our beautiful, secluded non-anchorage, the first of many times in which we felt that we had almost the whole world to ourselves. This is an unspoiled and unsigned place. (Did I mention no navigational aids shown on the chart?) We were the only anchored boat, and the only traffic we saw was 3 small fishing boats going out and coming back in. We were nestled between one island with an abandoned house and a water tower, and another shore with marshes, a house with a cupola, and some bird nest stands. We knew it would be light rain today and decided to have a layover day in this gorgeous little spot, where we are the only people in the world, except for 3 small powerboats, 2 kayakers, and Atlantic City, far in the distance.
Island with abandoned house and water tank
Island with marshes, bird stand,
and house with cupola
I worked on the “inventory”
project. It’s a fun one, trying to list every item in the boat and where it
is. I started with the food items, so I
could try to make good use of everything, and try to reduce the volume of stuff
we are carrying. We have food items in our tiny (dorm sized) fridge and
freezer, on the shelves, in the cabinets, in the spare state room (the
“garage”), in the closets and under floorboards. So far we’ve been able to
avoid carrying things on the outside of the boat.
Eventually the rain subsided and
the day cleared, and everything was wonderful at Little Egg Inlet. Until the horseflies moved in, that is. I found
my one flyswatter and became the champion fly killer.
9/17/14, Wednesday
We got up and left early, 6:35 AM. (really? me?), heading for Cape May, NJ. Exiting Little Egg Inlet was tricky but successful, across breakers and rollers. We sailed down the NJ coast, (“Keeping the US on the right”, as instructed) past Atlantic City and Wildwood (looks like a permanent carnival).
We got up and left early, 6:35 AM. (really? me?), heading for Cape May, NJ. Exiting Little Egg Inlet was tricky but successful, across breakers and rollers. We sailed down the NJ coast, (“Keeping the US on the right”, as instructed) past Atlantic City and Wildwood (looks like a permanent carnival).
Atlantic City
Wildwood, NJ – looks like fun!
On the way, we were still battling
the horseflies, and I broke my only flyswatter. It cracked and the swatting pad
dropped into the sea, leaving me with just the handle!
We had additional problems with
the engine belt, which slipped at least 3 more times during this trip. Each
time, Chuck went down to adjust it while the boat continued to sail on
autopilot, and I kept a lookout for boats or any other obstacles.
At about 2:30 PM, we reached Cape
May, and navigated to the far end of the channel in search of diesel fuel. We
successfully got the 3 things we needed 1. Diesel fuel, 2. Water, 3. Intelligence
– this time it was info on a good local restaurant.
As we went back out into the
harbor, we passed a worker who was scraping paint on the waterline of a huge
workboat, who yelled “Take me with you!”
We anchored just east of the Coast
Guard docks, with their enormous ships. We swam, showered, and dressed up to go
out to dinner at “Lucky Bones,” which we thoroughly enjoyed. We had a great
conversation with the couple at the table next to ours, who were locals, from
one of the “Fishing Families.” The wife was so excited about our trip and
really wanted to travel by boat like we are doing, but the husband, a
commercial fisherman for whom the boat was his “office,” said he really didn’t
like boats at all and was looking forward to traveling inland when he retired!
Summer Wind at Anchor in Cape May, NJ
9/18/14, Thursday
We awoke to "Reveille" and the “Star Spangled Banner,” care of the Coast Guard at 8 AM, which was actually really nice. And then the adventures began.
We awoke to "Reveille" and the “Star Spangled Banner,” care of the Coast Guard at 8 AM, which was actually really nice. And then the adventures began.
Cape May Adventure 1, “Secure
Facility”: We decided to take a dinghy ride in search of a grocery store. Chuck
had done an internet search and thought he found a place where we could
provision. We saw flags and pilings, and
wove our dinghy between the pilings before beaching it and climbing out on to
the rocky shore. We got up to the back parking lot and headed for the door,
with our reusable grocery bags. As we did, a man approached us and told us “This is a secure facility! I’ve already called the police.” What? We
were only looking for a grocery store and this looks like one. We didn’t see
any signs. “This is a secure facility!” (Well, no it really isn’t secure. Two
people, over 50, just walked right in! And we’re not exactly “Special Ops”, we
have no military training whatsoever, unless you count a couple of bank
accounts with USAA and the fact that we were carrying MRE’s, leftover from Hurricane Sandy, on board.) “OK, we’re leaving.” It was a
Bumble Bee Tuna Processing Plant. (We still didn’t see any signs on the way
out).
Secure Facility
Cape May Adventure 2 - Groceries:
We dinghied to the Canyon Club, a very nice marina on the other side of the
channel, to scope out where to get the engine belts that Chuck had ordered
by phone. We were planning to pick them up first thing the next morning and
leave immediately after that. Chuck found the parts department and we gathered
more critical intel – where the grocery store really is. About 2 miles from the
harbor.
We went back and gathered our foldable crates and foldable rolling
carts. We dinghied to the beach spot that we had used to access the restaurant,
climbed up the steep sand hill once again, and walked to the store, where we
stocked up. And then walked 2 miles back, with full carts and backpacks. We
really did enjoy the walk, after a week on the boat.
Foldable crate and rolling cart
Foldable crate and rolling cart
Foldable crate and rolling cart, in use
9/19/14, Friday
Cape May Adventure 3, Boarding
Report: We got up early, dressed in foul weather gear for the rough dinghy trip
across the harbor, and set off for the parts. We got what we needed, plus a few
extra hose clamps, and were on our way again. It was worse going back. With the
wind in our faces and the waves splashing into the dingy, we could barely see.
We approached the anchorage, looking for our boat. We didn’t see it.
We are scuba divers, and divers
have a sign language of underwater essentials, such as “I’m out of air!!” and
almost as critical, “Where’s the boat?”
Question: Where…
…is the boat?
We both said in unison “WHERE’S THE
BOAT???” and scanned the anchorage. We turned 90 degrees to our right, and
there, right next to the 100+ foot Coast Guard cutter, was comparatively tiny
Summer Wind, tied to the Coast Guard dock!
We drove the dinghy over, got out,
and met the Coast Guardsmen. “Thank you for saving our boat!!” we said, and they
said, “Well, we didn’t really do anything. The boat started drifting. It was
headed for those rocks, and then it just turned, came this way and DOCKED ITSELF
on our dock."
"So we grabbed those lines you had out on deck and tied it up.”
Lots of official paper changed hands. We had to show our CG Documentation. They
filled out, and we signed, a boarding report, since they had boarded our boat.
Tied up at the Coast Guard dock – view looking behind
Bow (ours) to forecastle (theirs) – view looking forward
While still tied to their dock, we
pulled our anchor up with our windlass (anchor winch) and in the excitement
didn’t give much thought to how easily it came up, when it really should have
grabbed the bottom, somewhere.
It was blowing 29 knots, and the
wind was pinning Summer Wind to their dock. They offered to tow us in their 40
ft inflatable boat off the dock, and back to the anchorage or anywhere else. We
opted to go back out to the anchorage.
Preparing to Tow with the 40 footer
Preparing to Tow
When we got back I realized that
they had very quickly identified us and tried to call us. We didn't get the call because we had left our
phones in the boat for the “short” and wet dinghy trip for the engine belts. I
plan to be a lot more generous in the future when I get those annual
contribution requests from the Coast Guard. They were really super!
We re-anchored in the anchorage,
close to where we had been previously. Another boat alerted us that we were
dragging. We re-anchored, we dragged again. We were making the nearby boats
very nervous, so we tried to re-anchor in a different place, and dragged again.
By this time it was mid-afternoon. We called the marina where we had gotten
diesel fuel two days earlier to see if they had a slip. They could accommodate
us for this night only. Bad weather was expected and they had other people
coming in. We were happy to take the space they had, which was on the gas dock,
with several other transient boats.
Cape May Adventure 4 – South
Jersey Marina: SJM is a great marina. It is not inexpensive. However, after all
we had been through, it was a most welcome luxury experience.
South Jersey Marina
First, there were the spa-like
showers, quite possibly the best marina showers anywhere.
Then there was the laundry. Since
it was there, we took the opportunity to do laundry. Lots of it. I haven’t been
to a laundromat since college. They’ve upgraded! This one didn’t use coins, it
used a credit card. And you could even get it to alert you by text message when your
wash was done.
The marina also has other
amenities, which we didn’t have enough time to try. They would drive us to the
grocery store, which was still 2 miles away. They have a restaurant. They have a
marine store, as well as a “shopping” store, with clothing and other fun
things.
Then there were the other
cruisers. This was our first opportunity to meet other cruisers, which we
really enjoyed. Dave and Toni on Celestial Melody, from NC, are also headed for
the Bahamas, Dawn and Paul, on BuBu, newly retired, and also from CT, are bound
for FL, two trawlers from Michigan, with Janet & Gary and their friends, are also headed south, and Vic and Fred, the professional crew of the yacht "Bernadette" are on a schedule, doing a delivery.
Summer Wind is on the right. By nightfall
the dock was full.
Cape May Adventure 5 – Switching to
Bruce: Chuck was wondering why the anchor, which was fine for so long, was no
longer holding. He decided to switch out our Delta anchor for the back-up
anchor, which is a Bruce. We had never used the Bruce. In New England, the
Delta works really well. We were a little apprehensive about trying the odd (to
us) looking Bruce, but after talking with some of the other cruisers, he learned
that they are very popular in the muddier bottom of this part of the country.
Only after taking off the Delta did he realize that it had broken. The pin on
the bottom that holds the two flukes together was no longer attached on one
side. We think the damage originated with the slam into the pier in the East
River of NYC, when the fluke bent, and then the strong winds of Cape May pulling on
the boat in the anchorage completed the break.
The weather was still not great
the next morning, but since we couldn’t stay at the marina, we headed south,
for Delaware. More about that in another post!
Sandy & Chuck
on s/v Summer Wind
on s/v Summer Wind
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