Actually setting up a blog seems more
ambitious than I am - but I do think I will send occasional Boat's Notes.
Doubt I will have many more tornado adventures - these may be more like slice
of life. It will NOT be a daily account of every activity, but just a few
tidbits to give you a feel for this. If
you don't want to hear it you are welcome to tell me or just discreetly delete.
Yesterday started beautifully - an easy and beautiful trip from the west shore (Hampton - tornado land) to the east shore (Cape Charles), an old and now revitalized railroad town.
When we arrived, I was filling our tanks with diesel. Twice the fuel hit some sort of vapor lock (or something) and the fuel shot out of the tank and all over me - in my eyes, in my mouth, my clothes, etc. It has a lovely aroma.
Today was an example of the little stuff that makes this fun. Took a bike tour and visited a B&B we had made contact with (longer story), stopped at an old-fashioned soda fountain for a sundae, then found a farmer's stand and bought fresh vegetables for tonight's sunset dinner on the back of the boat. We also made friends with a guy renovating (and it is a MESS) a 50-year-old trawler. Yep, those would be the highlights. That, and the fact that two tall ships docked in our marina - part of a much larger group traveling up and down the Chesapeake this month. We hope to see a parade of the whole armada later in the week.
BTW - here is a picture from our flybridge a couple of minutes prior to the tornado. It actually got a bit brighter before we spotted the funnel cloud. And one from the next day - yes, that guy is being lowered onto the tree lying on the back of the house.
Hope all is well with you on land.
Yesterday started beautifully - an easy and beautiful trip from the west shore (Hampton - tornado land) to the east shore (Cape Charles), an old and now revitalized railroad town.
When we arrived, I was filling our tanks with diesel. Twice the fuel hit some sort of vapor lock (or something) and the fuel shot out of the tank and all over me - in my eyes, in my mouth, my clothes, etc. It has a lovely aroma.
Today was an example of the little stuff that makes this fun. Took a bike tour and visited a B&B we had made contact with (longer story), stopped at an old-fashioned soda fountain for a sundae, then found a farmer's stand and bought fresh vegetables for tonight's sunset dinner on the back of the boat. We also made friends with a guy renovating (and it is a MESS) a 50-year-old trawler. Yep, those would be the highlights. That, and the fact that two tall ships docked in our marina - part of a much larger group traveling up and down the Chesapeake this month. We hope to see a parade of the whole armada later in the week.
BTW - here is a picture from our flybridge a couple of minutes prior to the tornado. It actually got a bit brighter before we spotted the funnel cloud. And one from the next day - yes, that guy is being lowered onto the tree lying on the back of the house.
Hope all is well with you on land.
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