Looking at this pic, I remember it was a damn hot, hazy day on the Chesapeake and the wind was blowing pretty good from the mouth of The Rappahannock River giving this sailboat a nice close reach with a good head of speed.
I'd noticed him off in the distance a couple of miles away and he was quickly approaching our starboard side.
Closer and closer he sailed directly towards our starboard. It appeared he was attempting to catch us and kept adjusting course and pointing in our direction, even as we motored at 9 knots. I thought he just wanted a look, but as he came within sight I could see someone standing on the bow waving his arms. Soon I could hear the cussing; ranting something about the right of way. My taking pictures seemed to send him back to the cockpit, but as we let him pass ahead of us, the whole crew gave us the one finger wave.
Finally figuring out the problem... we were dirtying his air.
Serious sailors on the Bay.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Monday, June 24, 2013
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Baby Sea Lion Gets Comfortable
Obviously, his parents aren't raising him right.
Humans are dangerous. Where is PETA?
Humans are dangerous. Where is PETA?
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Friday, June 21, 2013
We Bid Adieu
To Memphis and all that goes with it.
Again, we stayed longer than planned, but that's just what we do when we feel like it.
So we say goodbye with a photograph of a beautiful sunset over the Mississippi River; setting on the armpit of the Mid-South, my much maligned and deservedly so, hometown of West Memphis, Arkansas.
Now we're back aboard Istaboa and finishing up the small details in preparation for the start of another trip.
We have a new Granddaughter we've yet to meet. Maddie.
Adios... Adieu?
Later,
Istaboa
Again, we stayed longer than planned, but that's just what we do when we feel like it.
So we say goodbye with a photograph of a beautiful sunset over the Mississippi River; setting on the armpit of the Mid-South, my much maligned and deservedly so, hometown of West Memphis, Arkansas.
Now we're back aboard Istaboa and finishing up the small details in preparation for the start of another trip.
- A diver coming today to clean the bottom and replace the zincs.
- tweaking all electronic charts
- polishing a couple hundred gallons of fuel
- provisioning at Carmines for that hard to get stuff
- I'm sure this list could go on and on
We have a new Granddaughter we've yet to meet. Maddie.
Adios... Adieu?
Later,
Istaboa
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