Breeze On

Since I last posted we sailed down the Chesapeake from the Chester River to the Rhode River on the western shore; then further down the Chesapeake to the Little Choptank River. When we were deciding when to travel from the Rhode River to the Little Choptank we had two options. If we left on Friday we would have lots of wind and could sail, but the conditions might be a little crazy. If we left on Saturday we would have very little wind and the conditions would be calm, but we would have to motor. Since the trip was 37 miles and we had already done so much motoring recently, we opted to leave on Friday. It was indeed windy (in the 20’s) and the water was choppy. We raised the mainsail with 2 reefs while we were still in the West River. We expected the conditions to get even worse once we entered the bay. Shortly after we raised the mainsail George spotted a large pod of dolphins!  How cool!  We weren’t able to get any photos but we did enjoy having them play with us until we had to gybe

George and I celebrated our 42nd wedding anniversary yesterday with dinner at Doc’s Riverside Grille in Centreville. It was a good plan b after we gave up on being anchored in the current at Chestertown. Yesterday was another hot day so we spent a lot of it doing as little as possible so as not to work up a sweat. We had moved farther up the Corsica River closer to the wharf in Centreville. We anchored in yet another very pretty and peaceful anchorage on the Corsica River. We watched a line of thunderstorms march past just to the south of us in the afternoon. The weather cleared just in time for dinner. As we dinghied to the wharf we passed by the house of the owner of the Baltimore Ravens. George had read that he has a house nearby and that he sometimes has his huge yacht docked there.  The yacht wasn’t there but we are pretty sure we picked out the right house. It was the only one with a dock large enough to accommodate his yacht. We once saw the yacht in Cambridge. He brought it to

We took advantage of a few weeks without commitments and set off yesterday morning for new territory. Our plan was to go up the Chester River to Chestertown. We planned to spend two nights there and celebrate our 42nd wedding anniversary at a restaurant in town. We had visited Chestertown five years ago when we were searching for a community on the Chesapeake. We loved Chestertown but decided it was too far up the river (24 miles) for our tastes. Most sailors who live in Chestertown keep their boats in Rock Hall, a 12 miles trip by car. We had heard that the Chester River was pretty and worth seeing. However, it is narrow and winding so we would have to motor up the river.  There was no wind yesterday so we motored the entire day. Our sweet daughter called George to wish him a happy Father’s Day. Later in the day the wind picked up enough that we could motor sail. It seems that we always manage to be out sailing during the hottest week of the season. This year is no exception. The temp