Leaving Deltaville yesterday morning promised to be a good
day of sailing. As soon as we got out of
the channel exiting the harbor, we put up the sails and killed the engine. But the wind was light, and we were going in
the direction of the wind for the first few miles, and that made the wind seem
even lighter. We ghosted along at about
3 knots, until we reached the buoy where we turned more southerly, and then the
wind was coming across the boat. Our
speed slowly increased to about 5 knots and we were happy to be making good
progress. A short while later, we were
obliged to turn, again more southerly, and this course was as close as we could
go upwind. And then Peter observed that
“this is perfect,” a steady breeze on relatively smooth seas, giving us good
boat speed and a comfortable ride. So
immediately after saying that, the wind suddenly shifted more to the south, so
we were no longer able to make the course we needed without motoring. Adding insult to injury, the wind got lighter
too. So after only 1.5 hours of sailing, we were obliged to use the motor for
the rest of the 6-hour passage to Yorktown, VA.
It wasn’t all bad, though. The
tide in the Bay was ebbing in the direction we wanted to go, adding a free 1.5
knots to our speed. And when we entered
the York River, the tide in the river was changing over to flood, so we got a
boost to travel up the river to Yorktown, too.
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Back in 1970, Peter went to Coast Guard officer training at
the Training Center in Yorktown. That
was a pretty intensive program, so there was no opportunity to go off base and
see the attractions of Yorktown. It is
the site of the decisive battle of the Revolutionary War, where General
Cornwallis surrendered to Geo. Washington.
Not far away is Colonial Williamsburg, a restored village where life is
reenacted in the colonial style, and a short distance from there is Jamestown,
where the English first settled in Virginia in 1608 and Capt. John Smith launched
his exploration of the Chesapeake Bay and married Pocahontas (ok, maybe that
last part is exaggerated but there
Lyn fires cannon at Yorktown |
It was another hot day, in the high 80s, with a nice breeze
blowing in from the south. We took a
slip at the marina for the night to make it easier to meet with Ann. Ann and daughter Jen arrived around
16:00. We all sat out in Kite’s cockpit,
in the shade of our bimini and enjoyed the cooling breezes while catching up on
the goings-on of the Burdick family. We
all went to dinner at a nearby waterfront restaurant and again sampled the excellent
crabcakes of the Chesapeake Bay. As hot
as it is, we will be glad to have air conditioning while we sleep tonight.
Ann and Jen aboard Kite with Lyn and Peter |
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