Old Bay went down to Georgia; they were looking for a sail to steal …
Yeah, I’ll leave it there. We were promised warmer temps, but that proved stolen. Poor Greg broke his trailer axle 2 hours from our destination, and the repair was days away. So, we were now reduced to 3 boats, or more exactly 2.5 as one was a Scamp! Sorry Dale.
The first day was too cold and windy and we elected to tour St. Marys and camp at a nearby RV park. My pup Huckleberry was sorely missed, but we found a little Mini Aussie Mixie that entertained our second night. The following day delivered good weather, and we began the “best sailing all year” which coincidentally was also the first. The following video shares the flavor of the Cumberland Island surrounds. Lovely sunsets and active sailing-
First sail of the year about a month ago now. My pup, Huck, has been before, but never for an overnight cruise. He was a delight. Somehow, he knew you bark at drones and when it was time for sleep, he did. No budging through the night. Amazing really. All the swimming and fetching wore him out. It did me too. A short video until next time …
Five boats went a cruising for 3 days. Catalpa, Nip, J’Olie, Little T and UNA. Consistent and persistent winds, but a great time. No bugs. Pleasant temps. Base camped out of Little Bay. Shrimp boil one night. Oysters and hot dogs another. Reefed UNA’s mizzen and doubled the foresail home. Awesome romp. See here:
“I’d love to change the world, but I don’t know what to do.”- 10 Years
Know that one? A tune can really yank you back in time. That summer I shared a Turnabout dinghy (aka a National 10) with David. We were 10 years old, took sailing class, but more often then not skipped out on the lessons part. His older brother Paul had a baby blue van with a prized Easy Boy in back with shag carpet floor. D and I would wrestle for that seat for the ride home. Why would you want shotgun? Of course there was an 8-track player and Paul had the music: Argent, the Guess Who, Creedance to name a few.
“I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?”- Creedence
Paul had the look of a long haired hippie. Gentle guy. Think Gregg Allman. Not sure if good Paul subscribed to the movement, but I suspected he knew something was happening. We were brats at times. He put up with it. Can’t leave out D’s brother Charlie. His white van had a large American flag on the side. No chair or carpet as I recall. He did keep us in check better. We knew better than to push his buttons too far. Not sure about Paul, but Charlie went on to med school. David was lucky to have them both.
“Cause it’s a good life, too hard to lose.”- 10 Years
Well, that’s a bit off track. My daughter sent this post of hers from almost 10 years ago. That was UNA’s first season and we had taken her for her first overnight. Even behind Milford Haven’s barrier beaches it was a rolling bucking night at anchor. I had given my girl the cockpit and stuffed my little frame into the bow. Morning couldn’t come soon enough though I recall many shooting stars.
My daughter is an original, a good one. UNA has been a good boat. So, here we are, 10 years after.
“And if it’s bad, don’t let them get you down, you can take it.” -Argent
I’ll keep it short. The video below took more time than usual with many cameras contributing.
The Old Bay Club cruised Maryland’s St. Marys River and its surrounds last week. We put in as guests at the Corinthian Yacht Club in Jutland Creek and sailed up the St. Marys into Indigoes Creek for the night. the next day we visited the St. Marys museum and toured a replica of the Dove. Sailing back down river to Carthagena Creek we caught an early dinner at Captain Pats and anchored upstream for the night. A trip up St. Georges Creek followed the next day with a beach picnic along the way. That afternoon we crossed back over to Smith Creek, anchored for a swim and dinner. day four was an early return to the ramp and home. It was an excellent trip as you will see here:
8 OBC members dwindled to 5 stout boaters. 5 hours south of home didn’t amount to warmer air temps, but the water wasn’t as cold thankfully. Beaufort, NC was our destination. We had a sailing rumpus. UNA, Zephyr, Jolie, Liberte and newbie, Trim, started the season early. It was an exhilaratingly good time. Ready to go again!
The Old Bay Club, our TSCA or Traditional Small Craft Association chapter gathered for several days on the water. We had an arrival picnic Thursday evening on the beach followed by 2 nights in the boats. We started on The James River near Jamestown, sail/motored to the Upper Chippokes for the second night, ran back down the James and up the Chickahominy River to Yarmouth Creek the third night. The mornings were cold, but we were rewarded immensely with gorgeous sunsets and Fall color. What’s not to like? Good pals, pretty boats, good food and drink.
Tip: sometimes two sleeping bags are better than one! Scenery found below-
The Old Bay Club chapter of the TSCA (Traditional Small Craft Association) gathered this past weekend. Eight boats participated despite iffy weather conditions. We had a great time. Good food, drink and sailing!
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