The Turnaround

The sail from Holaga Snood off Kent Point to Solomons Island took, well, all day. We were heading downwind and couldn’t quite make straight for it because Cetacea doesn’t have a great big genoa that can be pushed out opposite the mainsail like Nomad did. We made do. Again, the trip took longer than the auto-routing function on the navigation app said it should, but that app gives straight-line estimates based on speeds you tell it you can maintain. Slow at times, and taken in long tacks first southwest then southeast then southwest again, we made our way to the Patuxent River’s mouth. Broad-reaching up the river didn’t last long and we were soon holding our collective breath, waiting to find out whether our usual anchorage was littered with summer sailors. And, I mean, the answer was yes, I guess. But not so littered that we couldn’t find a space. A guy from the nearest boat watched our anchoring process with what I (Dena) thought was undue care until I realized he wasn’t about to opine on our technique. Turns out, he was studying up more than waiting for the gotcha. And his friend started the next day like this: Lest anyone be confused, I (James) was quick to find out that, yes…he does play Scotland the Brave. I (Dena) was upset by the prospect of a hot spell coming because…the sea nettles! They were everywhere! Big and small, making the waters look like egg-drop soup. I did some research and found that NOAA’s Ocean Prediction Center has a whole section for predicting the probability of encounters with sea nettles. The map looks like this: Do you see what I saw? It would be days…DAYS…before we’d be able to swim again in peace and comfort. Naw, hon. We don’t play[…]

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