2020: Chesapeake City MD to Cape May NJ

Depart: Schaefers Canal Marina, Chesapeake City, MD 11:25
Arrive: Anchorage near Cape May, NJ Coast Guard Station 7:30
Distance: 64 nm

Yesterday, the temperature outside when we woke was 58 degrees. Today, it was 59 in our master stateroom. We had two blankets and a quilt on the bed, and neither of us wanted to come out from under. Last night, Clark said we could sleep in, so we did not get out of bed until 9:00. By the time we had eaten breakfast, it felt like half the day was gone.

Very patriotic house near the marina

Clark checked out the fuel prices at this marina and called Utsch's in Cape May. Being less expensive per gallon here, we decided to fill up. Unfortunately, it was a slow fill and we did not complete the fueling until 11:10. So, now, we really had lost half the day before starting out.

Leaving Schaefer's Marina

Free dock in Chesapeake City -
now a little room here

Chesapeake Inn

Little lighthouse on the Canal

Very blue, newly painted bridge on canal

Canal Traffic

Nuclear Plant at end of Canal in NJ

It is always interesting when neither one of us know where we will end up at the end of the day. Clark had Plan A and Plan B for tonight. We arrived at the Plan A anchorage at 12:30. This anchorage was located at the end of the canal on the Jersey side of the canal. Looking at the waters of the Delaware, Clark decided it looked calm enough to continue, so we abandoned Plan A and continued on.

Traffic on the Delaware River

By 2:00, we had south winds at 18 to 22 knots on our nose. Stabilizers only prevent rocking side-to-side. They do nothing to prevent up-and-down rocking from bow waves. On the bright side, we had current with us and were flying along at 10 knots speed over ground!

It turned out to be a wild ride on the Delaware when we found ourselves with wind against current. We reduced our RPM but still traveled at an amazing 10 knots of speed.

Clark diverged from the marked channel and headed towards land to reduce the fetch. Our speed dropped to 8.8 knots but we reduced the number of waves breaking over the bow. As we traveled, we saw a few "traps" ahead. In reality they turned out to be seagulls and flew away just about the time we planned to navigate around them.

Ultimately, we were "agitating in the wash cycle" for almost 3 hours. By the time we got to the Cape May canal, I had had quite enough rocking and rolling. Although we got rid of the waves breaking over the bow, we still had high winds at the spot we chose to drop anchor. Even though I had on four layers of clothes - 2 shirts, a fleece, and a jacket, I was still freezing as I stood on the bow helping with the anchor. I checked later, and the phone said it was 50 degrees out. With the wind, it felt more like 30 to me.

Unfortunately, Clark was not satisfied with our spot as it put us too close to the rock wall along the shoreline. So, up came the anchor for a reset. Happily the second attempt passed muster.

Anchored by the Coast Guard Station in Cape May, NJ

Fortunately, I had leftovers in the refrigerator, so I was able to put dinner on the table in a hurry.

For a day that was supposed to be "an easy day" per the captain, it felt awful long. After being tossed about on the water all afternoon, I was exhausted and headed to bed at 10 o'clock (early for me) and, shortly afterwards, conked out. Clark, on the other hand, watched the news and some Stephen Colbert and finally turned off the television at close to midnight.

2020: Chesapeake Bay to Chesapeake City MD

19 May 2020

Depart: Harness Creek off South River near Annapolis, MD 7:45

Arrive: Schaefer’s Canal Marina, C&D Canal 3:30

Distance:  56 nm

I put an extra blanket on the bed last night and felt happy with that decision when I woke to a chilly 58 degrees this morning. Although it was sunny, we had a cold north wind. Clark prefers to pilot from the upper helm, so we drove from up there.  We had the front panel of the full enclosure closed for warmth, so we had a spotty view from the saltwater residue of yesterday's travel.

Clark wanted an early start to try to escape some of the high winds predicted for later in the day. Unfortunately, we had the current against us all day as we made our way north on Chesapeake Bay. As expected, the winds picked up around noon, so we had a lot of travel with high winds of 20 to 30 knots.

It made my day to see one of the Chesapeake Bay lighthouses. I told Clark to get a good picture so I can try painting it!

Baltimore Light

We saw very little boat traffic today. Today was certainly not the first time I have been out on the water wondering why no one else was about. We did see a couple of freighters that, via AIS, we determined were both at anchor.

We have seen the Chesapeake Bay bridge numerous times either by driving on it or under it, but it never ceases to amaze me in its structure. Clark and I both got camera happy snapping pictures. Clark loves to take shots as we pass under to get architecture photos.

We did pass a few not-at-anchor boats / ships today.

I love the blue tug!

Dredging boat 1

Dredging boat 2

Security boat at dredging area at
"Power Dredge Study Area"

As we moved along, against the wind, fighting the current, and bucking the waves, we once more listened to NPR to pass the time. Clark set the boat up for the autopilot to follow a route through the bay. The water depths of 20-to-30 feet closely matched the wind speeds of 20-to-30 knots.

Suddenly, a blue flag appeared a few feet in front of the boat. I saw it and alerted Clark and he dodged it. After that, we had to stay focused as blue and white-flagged traps peppered the waterway.

At the time the flags started to appear, Clark had our route set just outside the main ship channel. He had straightened out our route to cut off a bend in the main channel. Unfortunately, that yielded traps for us to evade. Eventually, he altered our course to be within the channel to cut down on trap dodging activity.

Fortunately, at the time we were dodging traps, we had somewhat reasonable visibility. Earlier, I had carried a bucket of water up and wiped down the front panel to remove the salt-spray residue. I had Clark do a section I could not reach. I had to laugh when he spent time trying to make it perfect. Five minutes after we put the bucket away, we already had salt spray on the panel. At least it took a while for it to build up again.

As we passed by the Susquehanna and Elk Rivers, we got stronger winds and bigger splashes hitting the bow of the boat. When a big wave hit, we had serious visibility issues until the water drained away.

I went down to the pilot house where we have the aid of windshield wipers. Clark, however, stayed up top, so eventually, I rejoined him up there and watched the salt water run down the panel after each big wave strike.

We kept thinking that the winds would die down as we got to more protected areas. As we passed by some bluffs, we thought that might help. We noticed no difference. The winds gusted to 40 knots on occasion.

Bluffs on the Chesapeake

Clark considered anchoring in the Bohemia Bay area, but with the fetch blowing out of there, he decided to take a chance on the free dock in Chesapeake City. Even in the canal, winds pummeled the boat. Taking pictures today was a real challenge as the wind shook the camera!

Ships docked on the canal

Tugs - my favorite!

Bridge at Chesapeake City, MD ahead

Sadly, when we arrived at the free dock in Chesapeake City, we found three boats tied up there spread out enough to take up the entire dock. Knowing we have tried unsuccessfully to anchor here in the past, we now had to make new plans.

Sunset Delight churned up mud as Clark maneuvered the boat out of the basin and back into the canal. With no boat traffic, Clark let the boat drift while we tried to come up with Plan B on the spot. Perhaps because our boat was drifting sideways down the canal, or perhaps because he was looking for some business, the dockmaster at Schaefer's Canal Marina called us on the radio to see if we were okay.

He thought we might be in trouble and asked if we required assistance. Clark took the opportunity to inquire as to whether or not he had space and what the rate would be for a night's stay. The dockmaster had limited availability. A very large vessel, Star Ship, occupied the guest dock, so that option was out. (I wonder if the owner might be a Trekky.)

MV Star Ship

The space next to that was under construction.

Dock under construction at Schaefer's Canal Marina

The only other option was a section beyond the fuel dock that had no power availability. Clark said we did not need power. The rate for the night was acceptable to us, so we decided to come in. The dock hand said he would come out to help us dock, and Clark said, "We're fine!" Sometimes I could just smack him!

Thankfully the dock hand ignored that and ran out to help us anyway. How Clark thought we could manage by ourselves with 25 knot winds blowing us off the dock is mind boggling to me. He must think I am wonder woman or something. I had all I could do to throw the lines to the dock hand, so he could wrap a pole and come back for another.

With two lines on - one at mid-ship and one at the stern, we still sat at least 5 feet from the dock. We added two more lines, and one-by-one, by running back and forth, the dock hand reeled us in. Clark worked the bow / stern thrusters. Eventually we got the boat pulled in snug for the night. Clark had a long walk up to the office to pay!

Marina office is down there in the distance somewhere!

When Clark finally got back from his long walk to the office, the first thing I did was sanitize his credit card while he washed his hands. Then, I suggested we hang out our fender boards for the night. After that, since it was still only 4:30 or so, we actually had a chance to sit and relax before I had to make dinner. Amazing!

Later, while I was working in the galley, four people walked by the boat. We looked and, surprise, saw that a sailboat had tied up further along on the dock. I guess they saw us through the window because they waved as they walked by.  Clark got a picture of their sailboat when he took tonight's sunset picture.

2020: Great Bridge Va to Annapolis MD

17 May 2020

Depart: Free dock east of Great Bridge, VA 8:55

Arrive: Mill Creek / Wicomico River, VA 6:30

Distance:  76 nm

We slept too late to get the 8:00 bridge opening, so we targeted the 9:00 and ate a leisurely breakfast, etc. At 8:55 we pulled away from the dock ready for the bridge and then the associated lock. We transited the bridge with no difficulty, but we cannot say the same for the lock.

Great Bridge Lock

Given we tied up at the free dock, we had lines and fenders on the starboard side. Unfortunately, due to Covid-19, the Army Corps of Engineers mandated that all boats lock through on the port side (away from the lockmaster’s station). I moved the lines and started to move fenders until the lockmaster said the wall of the lock was rubber. Then I decided I better leave the fenders off so they wouldn’t get stuck in the large slots on the rubber wall.

Normally when we pull into a lock, I set up a bow line, and Clark grabs a stern line. That plan went sideways in a hurry today. I got the bow line attached. Clark said he would “back on it” to bring the stern around. Try as he might he could not bring the stern over even using engine power and the stern thruster. After 3 or 4 attempts I told him to stop. I was very worried that either the line or the cleat would break. At one point the line caught on the anchor. It was a bad situation.

Finally, I got Clark to agree that I should pull off the bow line to allow him to realign the boat parallel to the wall instead of perpendicular to it. Thank goodness it is a wide lock, and we were the only boat trying to lock through.

The lockmaster stood at the side watching the show. After I pulled off the bow line, he said that we needed to get a mid-ship line first. I asked Clark if he agreed to that, and the answer was, “No, get a stern line.”  That worked. I got the stern line. Clark got the bow. Then we traded places since I found it difficult to reach to work lines from the stern.

When we do locks on the Erie Canal, the water lift or drop is measured in terms of feet – usually many feet. After all the stress of fighting with getting lines set up for this lock through, we only went up by at most 6 inches. For that, we could have just sat in the lock without lines and been just fine. What a fiasco! When it was all done and we could relax, Clark explained that he had not counted on a strong current in the lock itself.

We exited the lock at 9:25. It took me another 20 minutes to stow all the lines, fenders, and fender boards to put everything in shipshape condition. Even in shorts and t-shirt, by the time I was done, I was wringing wet with sweat. When I came back in the boat, I found Clark piloting the boat wearing long pants and a jacket. As the day progressed, my attire became more like Clark’s and then surpassed him in layers. It was hard to believe I started the day in shorts and ended it in a fleece and coat!

For once in our lives, as we approached Norfolk, the Norfolk Southern #7 bridge was open, and we had no wait. That never happens. Usually we have to float around with a long wait to pass.

Railroad Lift Bridge entering Norfolk area

Bridge Tender is way up here

Having been through Norfolk a number of times now, many of the sights remain the same. We did notice some differences. For one, we passed by a plant that generated a smell that reminded me of buttered popcorn. It was delicious! I figured anyone who lived in the area either constantly craves popcorn or is repulsed by the thought of it.

Popcorn factory?? Doubtful but it sure smells good here.

Of course, we saw lots of naval vessels.

Check out the trellis work on this one.
How many flights up to the top?

We caught sight of a few NOAA vessels.

As we continued on, we saw a cruise ship in the distance. As we progressed, we saw another, and then, another. All three were part of the Norwegian Cruise Line.

Norwegian Spirit

Norwegian Bliss

Norwegian Encore

We passed by the Waterside and Tidewater Marinas.

Waterside in Norfolk, VA

Tidewater Yacht Marina

We saw a pair of cute, little tugs.

And a couple of more traditional-sized tugs.

As well as some other miscellaneous items of interest.

Ferry

Cranes Galore

Boat / Crane

Coast Guard Boat

Having seen all the sights Norfolk had to offer, I decided to go below to do the dishes I saved from last night. After I got that job done, I made lunch. Clark said I picked the absolute worse time to go work in the galley. As we came out of the Elizabeth River and crossed the Hampton Rhodes Inlet, we had wind against current with the wind driving waves in from the ocean to the east as the tide was running out. As Clark said, “The swells made it exciting!” Meanwhile, I was bouncing around in the galley chasing food across the counter tops and thinking that the whole trip on the Chesapeake Bay would yield the same results.

While I was in the galley, the alarm sounded for the alternators. Sometimes when I run electrical appliances in the galley, it goes off. Not today, not me! I was not using any electricity to make my sandwiches. I made my way to get a view of the upper helm and found Clark trying to adjust the lift arm for the dinghy. It too was bouncing around and banging into the railing. Every time Clark tried to operate the lift to move it, the alternator / battery alarm sounded. So it was him today not me!!

I climbed up to the upper helm thinking, “Who’s driving the boat?” As soon as I got seated, however, Clark came and took over again, so I went back down below to finish making lunch.

I brought Clark his lunch to eat up top, and I stayed below to eat as per usual. After I finished eating, I went up top. Clark told me he wanted to investigate the alarm. He told me to get the headsets so I could read the battery voltage numbers before and during his work on the lift. With that, he tried to work his lift again, and this time he was successful in moving it. He thinks now he should make an adjustment to the sensitivity of the alarm so it does not go off so easily.

After I ate lunch, I came back up top and was amazed at the lack of a view. All I could see was fog! The shoreline was barely visible in the distance. Clark had the radar going, which is quite unusual. We have had such perfect weather and calm seas that today was a big change.

Foggy today - reduced visibility

Although we rocked up and down, the waves did not seem that big, but once in a while, unexpectedly, we could get a spectacular splash as a wave collided with the bow of the boat.

Spray!

The further north we traveled the calmer the seas. By the end of our travels the waters were quite flat. 

During our time on the Bay, we did see some interesting sights.

Wolfe Trap Light

a not-so-green green buoy

Here's the reason

A greener “Green” buoy

Since it looked like we would yet again be getting into an anchorage too late for the evening news, Clark disappeared for a while and figured out that the reason we could not get the TV display on the chart plotter was due to a lose wire. After he fixed that, he grabbed the chart plotter instruction manual to look up how to split the screen. He made a custom screen display that allows us to look at the route in one window and watch television in the other. As ridiculous as it sounds, we can now watch TV while cruising. At 6 o’clock, he put the news on and sent the display to the upper helm display unit.

Since I was diligently looking for crab pots, I couldn’t watch it, but I could listen to the news.  

We found a nice spot where we could drop anchor with plenty of swing room as well as depth. Since we got in at 6:30, I left Clark to do clean up work while I went to cook the dinner that was meant for last night.

I spent the whole night working on blog updates while the movie “Mission Impossible” played on the television nearby. The internet signal was so weak that it took ages to upload each picture for the blog.

18 May 2020

Depart: Mill Creek / Wicomico River, VA 7:45

Arrive: Harness Creek off South River near Annapolis, MD 5:15

Distance:  77.5 nm

Due to tropical storm Arthur, we expected to see rain today. We hoped to have some clear weather to start the day. However, when we got up to get going, drizzle greeted us to start our trip. As soon as we could we got underway. Breakfast could wait. 

We started piloting from the upper helm, but very quickly we decided to adjourn to the pilot house. Up top, we either got wet or had near-zero visibility through the front panel. At least down below we had windshield wipers to increase our viewing distance. Knowing we saw traps when we entered Mill Creek yesterday, we both watched intently to spy them as we exited to the main channel on the Chesapeake Bay.

Our ability to take pictures was severely hindered by the conditions. We had bow-on waves making us rock up and down constantly. This caused spectacular splashes over the bow of the boat.

Depending on where we were on the bay, the waves picked up or settled down some. Crossing the end of the Potomac River is always interesting. Today it proved to be one of the rough sections of the trip. 

Point No Point Light

At 12:30, when we arrived at marker 1PR for the Patuxent River, we had a decision to be made -- stay the night at an anchorage near the Solomons or continue on for another 4 to 5 hours. I couldn't see Clark sitting idly by in an anchorage for the rest of the day, and I did not care one way or the other. I left the decision up to him. As expected, he opted to continue on. He said that he found a protected anchorage that we have not visited in the past, so we headed there for tonight.

Cove Point Light - Lit Lighthouse

Cove Point LNG Terminal

Clark saw a couple of things he thought were traps that turned out to be something else. The first one turned out to be a floating, empty plastic container. The second turned out to be a floating hunk of tree limb.

Floating tree limb

I missed a good portion of the afternoon ride as I laid down on the sofa in the pilot house to get comfortable. Clark had NPR on the radio again, so I listened to that for a while but eventually drifted off to sleep. 

Even though I was lying right there behind him, Clark said he could not find me. When he looked at the sofa, all he saw was some pillows and my coat. He said he looked all over trying to find me and even considered turning the boat around to scout for me out there floating in the bay. When he came back to the helm, he spotted a pair of legs hanging off the side of the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

As predicted we arrived at the South River around 4:30 and headed in to find Harness Creek and our anchorage for the night. Per usual, Clark picked well. The further in we traveled the calmer the water until it was flat as could be. The spot where we dropped anchor is well-protected as promised. 

Entrance to Harness Creek

Scenes along the Harness Creek

Kayaks on the creekside

Sailboats Anchored in Harness Creek

After anchoring, a small boat came by with a man and his dog in it. As he swung by, Clark popped out to say hello and snap a picture.

We had too much cloud cover for a sunset picture tonight!