SV Rocinante - 2005
From Haverstraw, NY to Penobscot Bay, Maine. The trip is scheduled to last approximately 30 days, leaving Haverstraw on August 1st, 2005
tracking : 19 recorded positions
tracking : 19 recorded positions
| Last Position: 41°0'2.88 N 72°24'10.08 W on August 22nd 2005 @ 18:45 |
Heading 91°
Speed 6
Ship's Log:
OK folks, catching up so here are the last couple of days...
Monday, August 22, 2005
2:00AM sounded like a good idea at the time, but reality quickly set in and we figured what the heck, so weīll fight the tides a bit... we got up around 6:15, made a pot of coffee, had a quick breakfast (cereal), pulled up anchor and headed out... Destination: Fishers Island.
We set a course for the buoy outside Loyds Neck, then for G"11B", then for R"2", then for RG"TE" then for R"4"... finally for West Harbor, Fishers Island.
You werenīt expecting an entry full of mishaps and "adventures" like the last bunch were you?
Yep, it was truly uneventful and yet everything we had hoped for... my guess, is that most cruising days resemble today... just the quite simple passage of time out at sea. We finally broke the "Northport and no further" curse that had been dogging us ever since our ill-fated "Block Island" trip. We turned into the entrance to West Harbor somtime around 19:10, we knew we were home.
It was absolutely gorgeous... tranquil waters surrounded by a wooded landscape, punctuated here and there with large, but oh so tasteful New England style homes... (no McMansions here) and just as beautiful, over a dozen fellow cruisers lay at anchor, clearly stating "yes, you are now one of us" we slowly worked our way towards what seemed like a suitable anchoring site... close to the others, but not so close as to intrude, or be intruded upon... dropped anchor and settled in.
The event called for a celebration, so we popped open one of our bottles of inexpensive champagne (the good stuff is reserved for our final destination) cut into our favorite wedge of manchego and sat in the cockpit taking it all in. The universe must have known it was a special evening, because it treated us to yet another spectacular sunset:
Link to Fishers Island Sunset...
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y26/svrocinante/FishersIslandSunset.jpg
We decided to spend the next day exploring the Island... Cuttyhunk would have to wait!
I jury rigged a harness to lower the outboard onto the tender using our main halyard (wow, all these nautical terms... I must really know what Iīm doing... yep!) Well, it actually went reasonably well and we managed to not kill ourselves in the process... yet another for the home team! We motored over to the fuel dock, tied of the tender and started looking for the "restaurant at the Mobil dock with the excellent lobster rolls". Well, it seems the cruising guide is a bit out of date, because said restaurant had been closed down some 5 years earlier... oh well, off we went for a walk to town to our second choice... the Pequot. As luck would have it, it was closed... (apparently, lunch was only served Fri-Sun) We needed a plan "C", so I asked one of the "locals" and was directed to the "News Café" where, we had some great sandwiches (little metal café tables out on the sidewalk beside the store... kewl!) after lunch, we walked back to the dock, hopped back into our tender, released the dock lines and pushed away from the dock as I gave a confident yank on the starter cord. "sputter, sputter, sputter" wait a minute, this puppy started up on the first pull when we left Rocinante, what the heck is this? "Yank, Yank, YANK!" nothing, ok, now we are drifting out and this damn thing wont start... ok, adjust the chock, adjust the idle speed, "Yank, Yank, YANK!" nothing! ok, grab the oars and row back to the dock... I finally got the darn thing started (still donīt know why it didnīt start and hasnīt happened again... hate those situations... just waiting to ambush me when I least expect it)
Oh yes, I forgot to mention, while I was finding out about the café, we ran into a couple who also tried going to the Pequot for lunch. Interestingly enough, I recognized their dog (I had spotted it walking around the large blue yacht anchored next to us) we exchanged hellos, we mentioned our intentions to head for Cuttyhunk and were quickly dissuaded! It seems that Cuttyhunk is overrun with tourist and is not quite as "quaint" as it used to be... next stop Newport Rhode Island!
That night, I redeemed myself in the cooking department... my linguine with clam sauce was exceptional... I really embraced the "cruiser thing", no onions, no problem... I grabbed the cocktail onions and chopped them up (who cruises without cocktail onions for martinis?) added a few anchovies and a spoonful of capers for added flavor and rounded it off with some freshly grated salt, freshly grated pepper and of course some crushed red pepper flakes!
Time for another sunset... not quite as spectacular, but hey Iīve yet to see one that has made me stop and look. Tomorrow is another day, as we set off for yet another new port of call.
Till next time,
Carlos & Maria
SV Rocinante..._/)
Monday, August 22, 2005
2:00AM sounded like a good idea at the time, but reality quickly set in and we figured what the heck, so weīll fight the tides a bit... we got up around 6:15, made a pot of coffee, had a quick breakfast (cereal), pulled up anchor and headed out... Destination: Fishers Island.
We set a course for the buoy outside Loyds Neck, then for G"11B", then for R"2", then for RG"TE" then for R"4"... finally for West Harbor, Fishers Island.
You werenīt expecting an entry full of mishaps and "adventures" like the last bunch were you?
Yep, it was truly uneventful and yet everything we had hoped for... my guess, is that most cruising days resemble today... just the quite simple passage of time out at sea. We finally broke the "Northport and no further" curse that had been dogging us ever since our ill-fated "Block Island" trip. We turned into the entrance to West Harbor somtime around 19:10, we knew we were home.
It was absolutely gorgeous... tranquil waters surrounded by a wooded landscape, punctuated here and there with large, but oh so tasteful New England style homes... (no McMansions here) and just as beautiful, over a dozen fellow cruisers lay at anchor, clearly stating "yes, you are now one of us" we slowly worked our way towards what seemed like a suitable anchoring site... close to the others, but not so close as to intrude, or be intruded upon... dropped anchor and settled in.
The event called for a celebration, so we popped open one of our bottles of inexpensive champagne (the good stuff is reserved for our final destination) cut into our favorite wedge of manchego and sat in the cockpit taking it all in. The universe must have known it was a special evening, because it treated us to yet another spectacular sunset:
Link to Fishers Island Sunset...
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y26/svrocinante/FishersIslandSunset.jpg
We decided to spend the next day exploring the Island... Cuttyhunk would have to wait!
I jury rigged a harness to lower the outboard onto the tender using our main halyard (wow, all these nautical terms... I must really know what Iīm doing... yep!) Well, it actually went reasonably well and we managed to not kill ourselves in the process... yet another for the home team! We motored over to the fuel dock, tied of the tender and started looking for the "restaurant at the Mobil dock with the excellent lobster rolls". Well, it seems the cruising guide is a bit out of date, because said restaurant had been closed down some 5 years earlier... oh well, off we went for a walk to town to our second choice... the Pequot. As luck would have it, it was closed... (apparently, lunch was only served Fri-Sun) We needed a plan "C", so I asked one of the "locals" and was directed to the "News Café" where, we had some great sandwiches (little metal café tables out on the sidewalk beside the store... kewl!) after lunch, we walked back to the dock, hopped back into our tender, released the dock lines and pushed away from the dock as I gave a confident yank on the starter cord. "sputter, sputter, sputter" wait a minute, this puppy started up on the first pull when we left Rocinante, what the heck is this? "Yank, Yank, YANK!" nothing, ok, now we are drifting out and this damn thing wont start... ok, adjust the chock, adjust the idle speed, "Yank, Yank, YANK!" nothing! ok, grab the oars and row back to the dock... I finally got the darn thing started (still donīt know why it didnīt start and hasnīt happened again... hate those situations... just waiting to ambush me when I least expect it)
Oh yes, I forgot to mention, while I was finding out about the café, we ran into a couple who also tried going to the Pequot for lunch. Interestingly enough, I recognized their dog (I had spotted it walking around the large blue yacht anchored next to us) we exchanged hellos, we mentioned our intentions to head for Cuttyhunk and were quickly dissuaded! It seems that Cuttyhunk is overrun with tourist and is not quite as "quaint" as it used to be... next stop Newport Rhode Island!
That night, I redeemed myself in the cooking department... my linguine with clam sauce was exceptional... I really embraced the "cruiser thing", no onions, no problem... I grabbed the cocktail onions and chopped them up (who cruises without cocktail onions for martinis?) added a few anchovies and a spoonful of capers for added flavor and rounded it off with some freshly grated salt, freshly grated pepper and of course some crushed red pepper flakes!
Time for another sunset... not quite as spectacular, but hey Iīve yet to see one that has made me stop and look. Tomorrow is another day, as we set off for yet another new port of call.
Till next time,
Carlos & Maria
SV Rocinante..._/)
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