Two years ago we anchored on the Wye East River for our first week-long trip on our own. We both had very fond memories of our week on the Wye East River, in spite of the numerous challenges we experienced on that trip. After what seemed like a long, hard day sailing from the Choptank to Shaw Bay, we bickered while dropping the anchor at sunset. When George questioned my driving as I was motoring past crab traps on the way into Granary Creek, I threw up my hands and walked away from the wheel (I don't remember this episode but George does). We ran out of fresh water mid-way through the week. Last, but not least, we dragged anchor in the middle of a very windy night in Boby Owl Cove on the Choptank. It is a wonder that we continued to sail together!
Last week we returned for a week on the Wye East River. We laughed about our trip from two years ago and both commented on how far we have come. Both in our abilities handling the boat and also in our teamwork. We don't bicker any more and George trusts my abilities at the helm. We had more challenges this week, of a different sort, but still very much enjoyed our time there. We had a few days of extremely hot and humid weather, making it difficult to get comfortable or sleep at night. One day the thermometer read 110 degrees in the cockpit and 95 in the cabin. I spent most of that day in the cabin parked in front of a fan. We cooled off by swimming in our Nettle Net Pool and dinghying to Wye Landing for ice cream.
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| Schnaitman's at Wye Landing. They serve ice cream bars in addition to night crawlers! |
We had a few thunderstorms, but one was especially intense. The maximum wind gusts were 60 knots. We had a brief period of small hail. We turned the engine on and put it in gear to keep Breeze On pointed into the wind. We made it through without incident, although soaking wet, and did not drag anchor. Phew.
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| The storm as it was approaching |
We both find the Wye East River especially peaceful and beautiful. We saw bald eagles where ever we went. I watched one fishing and later saw a young osprey chase the eagle away.
The Wye East River remains one of our favorite places on the bay so far.
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I loved reading this! Getting close to murder, being blown down with 60 knots, and hammered with hail, and then saying that you both find the Wye especially peaceful. Love it!
ReplyDeleteI loved reading this! Getting close to murder, being blown down with 60 knots, and hammered with hail, and then saying that you both find the Wye especially peaceful. Love it!
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